My mom, was standing in front of me. She was breath taking, she had her long dirty blonde hair, making her blue eyes, pop. Her face was perfect, her skin free from any bruises,, scratches, or any battle scars, but not counting out her mark.
Her mark, was how it was when I was little, it was her white wolf and my daddy wolf's midnight black fur, in to one. Split in the middle, the halves of my mom's wolf and my dad's halves of his wolf put together. It was absolutely beautiful.
Right then and there...My dad walks in behind her, putting his hand on my mom's back. I then notice, they weren't wearing what they had on when they died.
My mom was dressed in this elegant white gown, that went to her feet, there was this slit so you could see one of her legs sticking out. The straps on my mom's back, opened up to her back. They're on her chest, was were the fabric would just lay there in a perfect pile.
When my dad, walked up to her, and put his hand on her pack, wings opened up. Almost like mine, but hers were pure white.
My dad was wearing a tuxedo. With
out the jacket in stead, it was replaced with a red, with gold stitching, it was a royal robe, it had weird symbols and words.
"You look so beautiful" my dad whispered.
"Am I dead?" I asked.
He lets out a deep chuckles, "No, honey. You're in the spirit world."
"The spirit world?" I said, completely confused.
"Sweetie, we don't got a lot of time." My mom said, "Do you remember Grandma York?"
"Yes, of course." I assured her.
"Well she was the Moon Goddess's daughter." she said it so calm, as if it was everyday news.
"What!" I gasped.
"She is the Moon Goddess's daughter, that makes our family line very strong." She said, "You are the next Moon Goddess's daughter."
I tried my best to process all of the information, but it was impossible. But then everything started to fad away, "What's happening!" I gasped.
"Your waking up, you got to go now." my dad said, very fast, but understandable.
"Wait, am I ever going to see you again?" I asked.
"Only time can tell," My mom said. at the same time, in her hand she had a tiny white dove in her hand, it went to my head, circling around, me, when it reached my feet, I waked up.
My eyes are still close, "It's just a dream."
I woke up, in my bed...I was still in Cole's gigantic shirt, and a pair of girl boxers. Everything memory of yesterday, came back giving me a killer headache. I walked in to the bathroom, rummaging through the drawer, for the pain killers. I heard a door open, and then a couple of feet pausing, "Aubrey!" someone yelled.
"Don't yell!" I hissed. I looked up to see, Cole wearing a tight gray shirt, and black jeans. His shirt was so tight that you could count each of his abs.
He caught me looking, "Like what you see?" he asked.
"Yes" I said, biting my lips, "Do you know where the pain killers are?"
"Headache?" he said, grabbing my waist, and giving me a quick peck on the cheek, moving on to my lips.
"Yes, a major one." I said. He reached in to the vintage cabinet above the sink, easily grabbing the little pill bottle. I quickly grab it, shoving one in. Since I was a wolf the medicine instantly worked. "Ahh, better" I sighed, as the headache went away.
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Unwilted Lilies
WerewolfAfter her parents get killed because of rouges, she gets blamed for their deaths. After 10 years of beatings, she discovers who her mate is, but to quickly, she gets rejected and kicked out, to survive on her own. Originally called Rejected & Kicked...