The Silent Night

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   I sat there in the night thinking about how awful I was to James. I really did like him. And it was adorable how he lit up. To be honest I really wanted him as my mate.
   My wolf howled in my head and started to whimper. And SNAP. I turned my head immediately to see James slowly walking from the bush.
   His head was hung low and his feet were dragging him slowly. "James?" I whispered. His head shot up and it looked like he almost cried again.
   "Wait. James... I'm so sorry. I'm just upset because this is the day my mother died and my father became alone. I didn't want to have to be alone and sad, like him. I really did care about you James." I said looking at my hands. Even though I may be naked, I'm okay with my appearance. For its I who has to live with me. He smiled. "It's ok. Maybe get to know each other first?" He asked sitting next to me. "You know... I'm a little on the tougher side so it may take a while. I'm not exactly used to feelings."
   He laughed. Suddenly, my dad ripped through the trees and bushes towards us. "Scarlet!" He howled. He shifted to human form and ran to me. Hugging me, he cried silently. "I can't loose you. Not like your mother." He said. James stood up with a serious face and looked right at my dad. "It's not his fault your wife died. It's yours. You can't take your own blame. And so yes, you can loose her." And with that he threw my dad off me and grabbed me. He ran and as he did I just stared at my dad loosely hanging onto the tree.
   I didn't even cry. I didn't scream or beg to take me back. I just stood there. I stared into the darkness. I didn't even care.
  

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