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"I've been stuck with so many knives that when handed a flower, I can't quite make out what it is."
-Charles Bukowski
Chapter 47
River's POV
Silence.
I heard him. His unique voice was one I could never misplace yet he didn't answer.
Why?
"Luna?"
Again, nothing. But his presence was there. I could feel it.
"A-are you upset at me?" I tried.
Had I done something to irk him?
"Luna, I can't have you out right now. Alastair could return any second and he can't come back to me shifting."
'Why?' His voice was low in a purr-like manner.
I let out a relieved sigh. He was answering.
"He can't know that I...that I've shifted against the law."
I shivered as the familiar ominous door plagued my mind.
Would he...?
I shook my head, ridding myself of the horrid thoughts circulating my mind.
I awaited Luna's answer but he remained silent. Though amidst his silence a low humming buzzed in the back of my mind.
A short laugh escaped my lips as covered my mouth.
No use hiding, Luna. I can still hear you.
A short snort resounded in my head.
There you are.
I pulled my hand from my mouth, sharply visible nails apparent in the morning sunlight streaming in from the open window.
"Please, Luna?" I tried again as my eyes narrowed in on the sharpened points.
Just the thought of Alastair walking in and seeing me in this form sent shivers down my spine.
'Why?' The same repetitive word.
I let out an exasperated breath, "You know why."
'Is our mate so devilish as to report his own mate?'
My eyes widened beneath his harsh words. I had never heard him utter so many words in one sentence.
'Well?'
"I-I," my eyes began to water, "I-I d-don't k-know."
Was he?
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WerewolfSince River has been old enough to ask, his father has brain-washed into believing that he's unworthy of any sort of love. Especially from his long-awaited, fated mate. He has no future, just an awaited rejection and a continued life of abuse. All t...
