October 23

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I'm feeling better but still guilty for what had happened. I'm learning to live with it though. I memorized the moon cycle though. A few weeks from now is a full moon and I've been getting ready. I'm having a cage built out of bricks and cement off in the wild.

My senses have improved greatly since that night. I can hear everything people whisper from miles away, I smell where people have been, I can process what I see much faster. Overall it's very confusing.

It came in handy though. I smelt him before I saw him. I don't even have his name but I hate him with a passion. His smell was different from the others.

He smelled of animal. I instantly knew he was like me. He looked at me from a distance and smiled.

"I know you can hear me." He whispered.

"What's your name" I asked.

"And to think everyone was talking about my mate just not a few weeks ago." He replied.

That's when it hit me. Practically slapped me across the face with a hammer.

"You're Jax." I announced.

"And you're the pitiful human turned wolf that killed my mate." He growls.

"I didn't know. I swear." I shakily say.

"It doesn't matter. You won't survive the next full moon." He announces.

So this guy just comes into my life, his girlfriend tries to kill me, is practically the reason for my mother's death, and threatens me? It doesn't need to be spelled out to know that I am beyond pissed.

"Why don't you just go and fuck yourself? With that attitude I don't think even your girlfriend would have." I boldly reply.

A dark look comes across his face and I knew I angered him. I was already ready for the fight when he stalks off. I inwardly sigh.

Thank god he had chosen to leave cause at that point I was worried. Last time I met him he practically took the prize in strength. I don't think I could stand up to him even if I tried.

Afterwards my day went on. Nothing unusual or strange happened. No appearance from Jax and no wolf like smells.

I really am worried about the next full moon though. Maybe I should hold off on the cage from now. Mason out.

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