Gah, sorry for the long wait. This chapter may have been the worst chapter to write ever! I had so much trouble trying to figure out how to write what was going to happen next and it was like mumbo-jumbo in my brain!
That is why this chapter is so much shorter than the rest, please forgive me! I promise the next chapter will be longer! This one was just to hard! UGH!
Dedicated to frasermagoo because there is always a comment on my stories and I just love the comments, they make me happy lol! I also love the profile picture! So adorable, I also know its frasermagoo because if the profile picture!
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Chapter 12- Don’t Scare Me!
I found myself clutching onto his hand as I rocked back and forth like a little baby. I didn’t understand, I really didn’t. How did someone just die and take someone along with them? There was clearly something not right here but I didn’t care at the moment because the boy I have fell hard for is now dead in front of me.
“Someone get her up,” Granny ordered quietly.
“Don’t touch me,” I practically growled, squeezing my eyes shut. I pressed my face into his body and let out a sob, not wanting to be any further away from him. “How could you!” I shouted. I looked up through my teary eyes to see everyone pretty calm about the situation. Even Chase was considering his mate is lying dead on the ground too.
“I am guessing no one told you what was happening…” Chase replied ignoring my outburst. He walked over and wrapped an arm around my shoulder, shaking it lightly. “They aren’t really dead Lucy.”
I looked up at him wide eyed with my jaw practically on the ground. What was he talking about, they are laying on the ground motionless and not even breathing. Maybe it was denial type of thing to werewolves… like you say they aren’t really gone they are here in spirit form or something. Even if that was the case wouldn’t they still be upset because their loved ones are no longer here? “Oh are they here in spirit or something?” I muttered.
Everyone let out a chuckle and I couldn’t help but look at them like they were crazy. This event made it pretty clear that I lived in a house full of crazy people…
“Destiny has a special gift,” Chase explained, pulling me up to my feet and away from Tyler. He placed me down in the chair I was in before and kneeled down in front of me. “Royal families have powers because they are much stronger than regular werewolves, that is why we are in charge. Destiny first started off with the power to bring back the ones who did not deserve to die… but as she learned more about her gift, it grew into something more. Destiny can now control what happens inside of peoples’ brains, like if someone messed it up like someone has messed with Tyler’s brain… she could fix it.”
I took my hand and wiped away my tears. “That doesn’t explain why they are both laying dead on the floor if Destiny supposevly has a special power or something. How do we even know that they are going to wake up!?”
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