Silver

Chapter 25

I jump off the man and spin on my heal towards the voice.

And there it is again.

"Is that really you?" His voice is barely a whisper. And I can only manage a nod. And before I know it I'm running, and not in the direction I was planning. I'm running straight to the man with my father's voice and soft eyes, my father's that died 11years ago.

I crash into his open arms and bury my sobbing eyes into his chest. His strong arms wrap around me and hold me close, and thats when I smell it his scent. The fresh pine smell that always made its way into my dreams and when he died into my nightmares.

But now all it brings is another wave of years and more questions.

"How?" I pull back enough to see his face, the familiar laugh lines by his eyes now accompanied by worry lines look down at me.

"I can't believe its really you." Another whisper as he brings his hand up to stroke my cheek. "I've missed you so much, I thought I'd never see you again."

I take in his words slowly for that's as fast as my rattled brain can handle.

"But you died." This is all I can manage before pressing my face into his warm chest again. His warm hand strokes my hair as I try to make sense of the situation.

"Dad who is this?" The man's voice sounds slightly off from his broken nose, which I would guess Gould start healing any second since he is a werewolf. And then his words hit me.

I rip myself away from my father and stare at the man.

"Dad?"

"Silver." My dads voice is wary as he looks between me and the man, "this is your brother."

And that is when my already scattered mind can't take anymore.

The last thing I hear before the darkness swallows me is Noah's cry and heavy footsteps in my direction. Before my head hits the mountain floor and all I can think of is pine needles.