The Reason I Talk Again

The Reason I Talk Again

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I pulled up beside her and she didn't notice me so I did something I haven't done in 300 hundred years. I talked. "I've been in Colorado long enough to know the nights are real cold and you'll freeze your ass off." She stopped short and turned to me. But when her eyes set on me, she looked like she had seen ghost. "Y-y-you talked." "What a shocker. You wanna a ride? " "N-no, thanks." "Come on." "No." "Please let me give you a ride." "No." I stopped the car, got out, opened up the passenger side and stood there. "Get in the car." "Why do you want me to get in the car?" "Because I want to give you a ride." "Why?" "Because you made lunch enjoyable." "Thanks but no thanks." I walked toward her, picked her up under her arms and put her in the car. --- Wes Jacobs is a werewolf who doesn't talk. He isn't a mute, he just doesn't talk to avoid the hurt of losing people. Find out the one person, one girl in particular that made him talk.
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"Why are you so cold to me?" Lo asked. She didn't understand it. This should be a blessing to them both. Tristan stopped at the threshold of the door. She could see his muscular form tense, his large hands clenched at his sides. A thick silence followed; it was almost suffocating. Lo felt as if she couldn't breathe. "I'm no colder to you than any other." He spoke without turning back. Lo felt like her heart was being slowly crushed. "But... we are-" Lo fumbled with her words. "Enough. You are a child; you can't possibly understand the complications of our situation." Tristan growled as he spun around. His dark green eyes met her crystal blues with a fierce look. "I... I don't understand. My mother said you would cherish me from the moment we met... until our dying days." Lo said as she felt the hot tears start to drip down her cheeks. She knew she was young and naive, but she was no child. She was nearly grown. "She was wrong. I'm already mated; I will not abandon her. My father wants you dead. I shouldn't have stopped him." Tristan said with an icy tone as he turned and slammed the door on the way out. Lo could barely get her breath. She felt crushed, and it was more than emotional. It felt like he had just wounded her soul.

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