To see is not enough
Our mind seeks to touch
To feel the thunder
And smell the wonder
That's embedded in our minds
Age worthless without time
Gone at the ping of a wind chime
Sleep is worth no dime
To explore the riches of the mind
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"Be grateful for what you already have while you pursue your goals. If you aren't grateful for what you already have, what makes you think you would be happy with more." ― Roy T. Bennett
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North's P.O.V
My eyes finally opened to meet a bright light, I hissed and raised my hand to cover it, not again. After my eyes were used to the light I gently opened them again and looked at my surroundings, completely and utterly confused and scared. I don't remember anything from last night, nothing at all.
All I remember is talking about the big secret everyone but I knew with Conny and that's it, I don't remember waking up or anything, it's all black. But that felt aged and gone and judging by the light that burned my eyes, it was a new morning, dawn to be specific, and I was definitely not in my bed.
I looked around the new room I suddenly relocated to, it was a small room with a bed, fireplace, table, chair, and lonely window, but it felt like home. The bed looked to have handmade blankets embedded with flowers and wolves on it with incredible detail. The pillows behind me were more than soft and looked completely new.
The chairs were made of fine wood with beautiful carvings that looked to be made from heaven itself. The fireplace was carved out like a tree trunk spreading out into the light coming from the window. The window was amazing, parts of the glass were different colors, giving off beautiful light and shadows, not to mention the frame was covered in flowers.
I stared at the room in amazement, but I then was forced to bring my thoughts back to reality, I wasn't home and this house's sent wasn't familiar at all. And to add to that, I couldn't feel the beasts inside my head, it wasn't that they weren't doing anything, I could not feel their presence in my head like I normally do.
I wanted to call out to them and ask if they were alright, but a sudden noise and sent interrupted that plan, I heard subtle footsteps coming down the hall which sent my nerves into overdrive and I was immediately on edge.
But something about this creature's sent felt...familiar, but I couldn't pinpoint why or how. Suddenly the door opened and right as I was about to jump on the stranger, I finally recognized it's sent, standing in the doorway with a kind smile that I wasn't used to seeing and holding a bowl of water, was the witch herself,
Nymeria.
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Nymeria's P.O.V
It had been almost two weeks since things went back to normal, or at least these people's definition of normal, and I hadn't heard from anyone, which is good. When North and Constance came back and everyone was in good health, I decided I was no longer needed here now. Not that I left the pack grounds, no.
I know I need to stay close to North for what is to come, he cannot face it on his own, and I promised to help him. Even if he doesn't remember or doesn't want to talk about it, I already know the dream he had while almost dying.
I've faced the Spirit Realm a few times, but have only gone to come back within minutes. That Realm is the only thing the Moon Goddess has done right, giving her people a choice is peaceful. In my opinion, werewolves or vampires shouldn't have been created in the first place.
The vampires were created as a curse to cruel humans, and Werewolves were created to kill vampires, its a never-ending story. The vampire history is much more well known than anything else, just pick up a book on 1700s Transylvania Romania and you'll find the original vampire himself, "Vlad the Impaler", long story short, he was cursed by a witch for his cruel and wicked ways.
Witches, however, have been here since time began, no one truly knows where they came from or why. The Demons story is very simple as well, it all starts with Lucifer, heavens brightest angel turned into hell darkest soul, very simple if I do say so myself.
But enough of the history lesson. After North was completely healthy and awake, Miah offered to let me stay in a cabin that was originally meant for the Alpha's family, but considering Connor is without a mate and cannot have children, it was up for grabs. I moved in a day later and have been living in solitude ever since I love it.
I warned Miah to not bother me unless it was an emergency, and so far I've heard nothing, so that means the pack is finally putting itself back together and North is getting to have the family he really wanted and be with his mate. I was very happy for him, he deserves to be with Constance and his family.
I care about the poor boy and want to look after him, that's why I'm still here and haven't gone back home to my people, I want to fulfill my promise and keep this boy as much out of harm's way as I can and I want him to be happy.
His beast has woken up, that I know to be true but it doesn't seem to want to harm anyone or force control over North like I thought, this beast is not hostile from what I have seen, so I figured I would leave it alone for now and wait just in case.
I was meditating on the living room floor of his nice house when I suddenly heard a loud and urgent knock on my door, I sighed heavily, completely annoyed that out of all times, they have to interrupt when during my meditation time. I stomped like an angry child over to the door and yanked it open in frustration.
I half expected it to be Klaus or Miah coming to ask me for help or something like that, but when I opened the wooden door and stared at the seen in front of me, I was shocked, to say the least.
In no way was I expected Klaus and Constance to be holding