A / N: Happy Monday! As promised here is the next chapter where we are going to learn a bit more about Lyanna.
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I was hiding in the forest watching him curiously as he studied the trees, as if he was searching for something behind the tree line. He had honey blonde hair, just long enough to see the natural wave it had, beckoning me to run my fingers through it. There was a need in the center of my core making me pull myself from my hiding spot.
He stood there studying me as I studied him, his tall lean muscled body radiating strength and safety. It made me want to run to him, but it was like my feet were firmly planted in the ground rooting me there like the oak tree behind me. I caught his eyes and suddenly I felt transfixed by them, stunned with the fact that they mirrored my own. As he stood watching me it felt as though he was unlocking the secrets of my soul, leaving me exposed to the world.
He reached out to me, these feeling running through me terrified me, I wanted to grab his hand, but instead found myself stepping back towards the safety of the trees as I shook my head. I desperately wanted him to come to me, but at the same time fear kept me from allowing it. He slowly took a step forward. How did he know what I wanted, I needed it to stop. I needed him to stop. I raised my hand signaling for him to stop, not to come any closer.
The look of grief that fell over his face let me know that he could tell everything I was feeling, but I did not know how. Tears began to prick at my eyes, my heart feeling heavy everything telling me that he could help, that he would unburden me. His eyes speaking to me, telling me I could trust him. I wanted to, never had I wanted to do something so much before in my life, my heart was telling me to go to him, but my brain screaming at me to stop.
A single tear broke loose falling from my face to the forest floor, lost in the fallen foliage. He stepped forward again, but I could not trust him, I could not trust myself, "Please do not." My voice broke the silence surrounding us, "I am sorry." I quickly apologized although I am not sure what for, not being able to stand there another moment I ran, knowing that if I did not, I would go to him and I could not let that happen. He came after me, hearing his footfalls behind me, but I did not stop, did not turn around, I ran deeper into the forest, back to the protection of the trees.
I jumped from my bed, a cold sweat covering my body an instant feeling of insecurity settling over me, making me feel exposed. The weight of the previous night's events no longer a thought in my mind as I replayed the dream over and over. Looking over to the clock it was six fifty-seven, I had slept almost twelve hours, a complete anomaly for me. I had not slept that long in years.
"Sid, what the hell was that dream?" I asked her breathless.
"I have no idea. That was... intense." Intense didn't even begin to describe it.
"Something feels off." There was no other was to describe it, it was a humming in the air. A strum of excitement, I had never felt the likes of it before.
Getting dressed I decided to go to Howlers, there was no need to take another night patrolling the forest, I had cleared all the camp sites Rogue Four had identified. Although there could be more, I was fairly confident that he had given me the locations of all of them. That left Howlers as the best place for me to release all the pent-up nervous energy that was currently pulsing through me, plus going to work I would at least be able to profit off of it.

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Loving Obsidian
Werewolf**WARNING** This story has some dark and violent parts to it. This is your trigger warning, proceed at your own risk. **** Lyanna I am lost. I have been broken, thrown away by those that were supposed to love me. Then I meet him, maybe I can give...