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Chapter 6

"I don't understand why you can't just give me what i what! what i need from you! i didn't wait a thousand fucking years just to leave you! i don't-He pauses, realizing his first mistake.
"a thousand what?" i say slowly, falling out of my stance to grip the counter.
"nothing- nothing- forget i said it" Maximus rushes out, eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights. i see the truth brimming in his eyes and as much i want to forget it, something is nagging at me to push, poke, and prod at him.
"N-n-no i heard what you said. you said 'i didn't wait a thousand years just to leave you' what is that supposed to mean maximus?!" i stare at him intensely while he moves his eyes to everything in the room but me. After a few beats, Maximus growls loudly, gripping his hair and walking to the coach, plopping down he rubs his eyes and sighs in frustration. leaning his elbows on his knees, head in his hands. breathing in and out slowly.
Maximus looks up at me and one last time asks "Can we please forget i said it, madeleine please. it's not a big deal" i pleads with me.
"if it's not a big deal then what's the problem?" i whisper, i see the lie in his eyes. i see it. cmon maximus let me in.
"I-i-i okay" He grumbles out. I walk over and take a seat next to him on the couch. close enough to reach out but far enough away to give him thinking space. I nod my head, and he starts.
"Well to start, I'm not really 26. i mean- i was 26 last time i aged-" i opened my mouth to comment but decided against it. let him talk. "- i'm 1,259 years old. I know what you're thinking, he's lying, i promise you i'm not. i would never lie to you and i wasn't even going to tell you this early but i got so angry and it jus slipped out and you're just so persistent and i-anyways. My name is Maximus Healy and i was apart of the first original werewolf pack to ever created, its alpha. the stories range but to keep it simple. We wanted to create a werewolf only world. we were faster, stronger, and immortal. The thing is- the difference between you and me is that when i was human before i became what i am. The moon goddess mixed my soul with a wolf of equality to my own soul. a mirror reflection. I had to learn to work with my wolf and respect him, and he respects me. My wolf means everything to me, he's everything i've ever had. Now though, you lot are born this way. You've always had your wolf and never had to work hard to be who you are. Your wolf and human part aren't close, i presume-" i nodded. "-yes, that's unnatural. But in that sense, mine wolf and i are completely one which makes us much stronger in comparison to you. We started the war in the name of our moon goddess and she-she betrayed us all. I kissed the ground on which that women walked on and she-" i cut him off.
"y-y-ou've met the moon goddess?!"
"once, only once.-" he continues "She came down from her thrown, we thought she came to gift us, bless us for our work and then with a snap of her fingers. my pack members- my family was all dead. except she left me alive, she cursed me. As an alpha i was supposed to lead my pack to greatness, to create harmony within the world in which i ruled. not murder the same people i had been home too just a decade before. i was evil, despicable. i regret it now. But so she left me with immortality, with the simple promise, a concept in which you cannot get your words crossed. I was meant to stay on this plane, alive, never changing, alone, until i found my soulmate. only then would i be released from the curse and my sentence and debt would be paid. i figured to myself, well she must be here all ready. the moon goddess had had this plan in the back of her pocket since the very beginning. Holding my mate back- you back-  as insurance incase we ever got out of hand. Well not you now specially now i suppose, your soul, your essence, you could've looked anyway and been the same person. but, yeah, i've been here all this time, just waiting for you. i've never been to hell officially but the last thousand and some years have shown me nothing could be worse. and now- i have you. and that's why i can't let you go." Maximus was back to resting his face in his hands, my fingers ached to reach out and comfort him but my mind just couldn't wrap itself around this story, this idea. i took several minutes to come up with every single possible situation in which this made sense but it didn't. it couldn't have been possible. i was a mcCabe, i knew all about the werewolf origin. it's the first thing they teach you in primary school. i felt conflicted. my heart begged to wrap my arms around him, go with him, believe him. but my stubborn mind refused. my mind told me to be afraid, be cautious, be smart. so in my indecisive fear, i said the only thing that was perfectly clear to me:
"Maximus, you should go."