Wait, what that story was about the history of winged wolves. They are real!!! Wow!! Wait does that mean that she must be one? Mates? What?
In walks Steven. I look up at him with confusion in my eyes. Why? Why kidnap me? I must have said that out loud but who knows all i see in Steven’s eyes are sadness then I see the knife in his hand walks slowly toward me i start to shrink back his looks sadden. He pulls out a thing of Sausage and cuts into it he then holds it out to me. I said, “So you don’t want to kill me?”
He replied “I would never ever want to harm you? You are my mate.”
“So they are real?”
“Yes? Don’t you know about that I thought Iza told you about that.”
“Yah but I thought it was a nice story. So every thing she told me was true? that there are only 2 blue wolves left in this world?”
“Well sort of some have that blueish haze that makes their coats a little blue. That is to protect me and my mate.”
“So you are one of the two Blue wolves left?”
“Yup”
“Who is the other?”
“I have found my mate but she still does not know,” he sighs sadly and looks up at me.
“Can’t you tell her? Why hasn’t she shifted? Can’t she tell? Why are you telling me this? when do you guys turn?”
“I can’t answer all of your questions as of right now. But I can tell you that but we shift at age of 16. And she can only know after her first shift. She has not shifted yet.”
“Oh,” I yawned.
“You must be very tired. ”
“Ya I think I will lay down right here.”
Then he left.
