Cry, September

Cry, September

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He was dying to live. She was living for him. Nathaniel Isaac had a way of making silence feel safe. He laughed loudly, loved tenderly, and carried his sorrow like a secret. No one ever saw him fall apart. Except, September Fuentes. She didn't need to hear the words. She felt the heaviness in every silence, the ache in every smile, the distance in every stare. And even when he turned away from the world, September was there. Always. In the silence, trying to hold together what he was slowly letting go. She wanted to hold him. She wanted to make it all go away. She wanted to know every piece of him. She wanted to make his everything alright. Hearts break too quietly to ever be heard and love isn't always enough to save them. Still, in the moment he let her see him break, she saw forever in his eyes. . . just before he let go.
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My father is the Alpha of our pack. The Midnight run pack. He is the most respected man that I have ever known. All that matters to me is me pleasing him. I want to be like him when I am Alpha. I am standing in his office nervously. I have to tell him but I am scared. He is all the family that I have since my mother died. His hair is short and black like mine. He looks up at me with his brown eyes. That is the difference between us. Our eyes. Mine are emerald green like my mothers. He looks at me curiously. " Milo son? you ok?" he asks me I nodded my head and my hands are shaking. "Dad? I have to tell you something! I don't know how to say it... I kinda figured it out today..." I spit out quickly. "Well? What is it?" He laughed at my hyperness. "I'm gay." I spat out. His smile dies on his face and his face went cold. I shiver in a little fear but brush it off. "Are you sure? You could be going through some phase or something." He asked kinda carefully. "I'm Positive. I know I might be really young but I promise that I am." I say proudly. He stands up and walks over to me. He lifts my face up and stares at me. I get more nervous. What the hell is he doing? He brings his hand down across my face. His wolf claws extended. I feel them cut down across my face. I lift my hands to my face and see blood on them. I whimper and look up at my dad. "You are no longer my son. Your rights for being the next alpha have been revoked. Anything that was rightfully yours its mine now. You are nothing to me now. You are the lowest in the pack and will have to ask for everything. Get the fuck out of my sight." He threw me into the wall. I whimpered and ran out. I was ten years old when that happened to me. My life has been hell ever since. There is nothing I can do about it. I've been beaten burned and have other things done. My wolf hates me and I don't blame him. I hate myself..

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