Life Around Werewolves

Chapter 1

5 Years later

     I woke to a comfortable warmth and something tightly rapped around my body. I wiggled closer to the warmth and felt a body a little larger than mine. I panic and try to sit up but find it nearly impossible because of the person behind me. In my little panic attack I woke the person and the person pulled me closer to them.

     "What's the matter?" said a boy voice.

     I rolled over and looked at the boy and remembered what happened the night we met. He looked at me with big brown eyes and his thick blackish-brown hair was messed up in a adorable way. He ran his hand through his hair and made it worse than before, which only made him more adorable.

     I tried to slide off the bed but he held onto me fast so I couldn't move. I cried out in pain when he squeezed to tightly and he instantly loosened his arms but he didn't let go.

     "Are you going to talk to me today or are you going to be quiet?" he asked me.

     I looked at him and I tried to slide off the bed again. This time he let me go because he obviously got the answer he needed. He watched me walk to the bathroom and close the door. I slid down the back of the door and put my head in my hands and cried. I didn't ask to be put in this life. All I asked for was to have a good childhood and a good family.

     I heard a knock on the door and I instantly stopped crying. I listened to see if I was hearing things and heard another knock on the door.

     "Are you ok? Can I come in, please?" the boy asked and I think his name was Chase. He knocked on the door for the third time.

     I wiped my face while I stood up and opened the door. He looked at me, saw that I was crying and pulled me into a hug. He told me that I would be ok and that pulled me back into the time of the car crash and when he found me. He was saying the exact same words and it made me think of my parents. They must really be worried about me. I wish that I could see them but these people wont let me leave.

     The boy pulled away from me to look at my face. He looked sad and it really looked like he was feeling my pain. He pulled me out of the bathroom and put me on the bed. He went into the bathroom and grabbed some tissue. He wipped my face and threw the tissue in the trash.

     "Wait here please. I'm going to go talk to my parents." He said and didn't wait for a response and walked out.

     I sat there and waited for him to come back because I knew that I had know idea how to get out. I stood and went to look through his things. He had a picture of him and another girl that looked like him so I assumed it was his sister. I saw some things that looked expensive so I didn't touch them.

     When the boy came back I ran back to the bed and sat down. He looked at me, grinning and sat next to me on the bed.

     "Guess what? I got my parents to let us go out side and play. Or we could just relax under a tree." He said and smiled happily.

     I looked at him and  he just smiled and waved for for me to come follow him. When I didn't move, he came to me and grabbed my hand. He pulled me out the door, to the living room, and out the front door. He smiled at me and pulled me to a big tree maybe a couple yards away from the house.

     "Do you want to sit here or do you want to go play in the yard or on the play ground in our yard?" He asked while siting down on the ground and smiling at me. He looked as if he didn't care what I did just as long as he did it with me.

     I didn't speak but I sat down next to him and he smiled at me. As I smiled back he pulled me into his lap and leaned against the tree. We sat there for a little while and looked around. I felt him smelling my hair, so I stood up and walked to the play ground they have in their yard and sat on the swing. He follow me to the swings and sat on the swing next to mine.

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CHASE

     As we were swinging on the swing I looked at the girl who is my mate. She looks happy that she is out side and I'm happy that I'm the one that made her happy. She was swinging with her eyes closed, arms out and a big smile on her face. She looked as if she were free and I knew she wasn't because I am the one that isn't letting her leave. It makes me angry at myself for feeling so selfish and keeping her to myself. I don't even let my parents into my room to see if she is ok.

     My parents came outside and I didn't notice because I was too busy looking at at the girl on the swing next to mine.

     "Son, are you guys having fun?" My mother asked. My father was looking at us with such knowing in his eyes.

     I jumped off the swing and ran to Sasha and blocked her from their view. My mother looked at my father with a worried look and my father returned the look. Sasha looked over my shoulder and grasped my shirt. I knew that she was scared because I could smell it on her skin.

     "Son, can I talk to you for a little while, please?" My father asked.while my mother looked really concerned.

     I looked at Sasha and back at my parents and my mother told me that she will be right where she is when I get back so, reluctantly, I  followed my father away from my mate.

     "Son I don't think it is good that you are possessive at the age.you.are at. Its good that you found your mate at a young age because its rare but you need to remember that she is human and she doesn't know what we are. It will take time for this information to sink in but you cant scare her away." My father told me and he looked as if he is trying to make the information understandable.

     "Dad, how did you feel when you found mom?" I asked as I looked at Sasha talking to my mother. She had tears running down her face and I had the urge to run to her and take her away from the outside world.

     "Well, son, when I met your mother it was like getting slapped in the face. I saw the beauty of your mother and it was nothing I have ever seen before. I can assume that by the look on your face that you feel that way about, what's her name, Sasha right?" I nod my head and look at Sasha and she is hugging my mother. I hear a growl then I feel it coming louder from my throat. My father grabbed my arm, and pulled me hard.

     "DON'T EVER GROWL AT YOUR MOTHER AGAIN, DO YOU HEAR ME?" My father practically yelled at me.

     "Yes father." I reply and looked just in time to see my mother running after Sasha and giving her husband a disappointed look. My father sighed and we ran after them, into the house and into the living room downstairs.

     We walk into the living room where my mother is hugging a crying Sasha. I walk to them and sit on the opposite side of Sasha. My mother lets me pull Sasha away from her and into my lap. I hushed her and pulled her into my chest so that she can rest her head on my shoulder.

     My mother turns to my father and silently told him to follow her. He looked a little scared and I would be too if I had to face the scary wrath of my mother. When they left the room I pulled away from Sasha slightly to look at her face. She looked very tired and like she was about to fall asleep. I picked her up and quietly walked to my room where she fell asleel in my arms. I replayed how this evening went and thought of how it could have been if my parents hadn't come outside.

     I looked at Sasha and thought of how the future might be when she knew what I was and knew what she was to me. I fell into a peaceful dreamless sleep with my mate tightly wrapped in my arms.

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