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Happen 28

#Phase 1

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Theme: Taking It All In (1)

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As soon as were-entered the sitting room, Raziel made his way over to the box

that he had brought out earlier. “There are a few things I need to give you before you leave. Unfortunately, I’m not sure I have all of them here. If they aren’t in this box, I’ll have to make a trip to go fetch them.”

I must have looked puzzled, because he continued to explain. “Over the many

years I’ve walked among humans, I’ve collected hundreds of trinkets, some more

valuable than others. Some of them are quite sought after. That being said, it

wouldn’t be wise to keep them all in one place.” He was digging through the box

now, pulling out various artifacts as he spoke. “I told you two before, vampires are demonic creatures. Because of that, they can be warded off by a Holy object,

something that has been blessed.”

Mouth twisting in contemplation, Raziel pulled something out of the box: a

delicate necklace, adorned with a wooden cross. I blinked at it, recognizing the

 

 

symbolic meaning of the cross itself. I’d always thought that most of the myths

about vampires were false, including the one where they shied away from crosses, but perhaps I was wrong. Raziel approached me and held out the necklace. I took it lightly in a hand with some precaution; I had no familiarity with human religion, so the cross made me slightly nervous.

“Unfortunately, this is the only thing I have here that can really help you. It has never been worn before, so it’s still quite potent. Put it on,” he jerked his head, indicating I do so.

Almost hesitantly, I pulled it over my head. The wooden cross was cool against my bare skin. “This is similar to something humans call a rosary, although it is slightly

different. It is very old. Wearing it constantly is the best way to utilize its protection.”

I nodded. What did Raziel mean by ‘potent’? I voiced this question out loud.

“A blessed object’s power won’t last forever. As soon as it is put in use, as in

somebody puts it on, its protection is in place but the power will slowly drain from the object the longer it is worn. This necklace should protect you for a couple of

weeks, Skylar. With it on, the vampires can’t touch you, but as it gets weaker, Cain will likely find away to get past it.” I glanced down at it. Was I just imagining it, or had the cross warmed slightly since it had touched my skin? The concept of it

all was a bit over my head, but after everything I had learned today, I was beginning to just accept what I was told.

“I have other objects that can help protect your packs, atleast for a time, but it will take me a few days to fetch them. They’re at one of my more well-guarded places of storage.” I distantly wondered just how many artifacts he had. How long had

Raziel been on Earth, anyways?

 

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Hall Of Supernatural Stories

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“I can’t be away from my pack for that long,” Gabriel grit out. He was staring at my necklace intently.

Raziel frowned. “Could you meet me halfway, then, as soon as I’ve retrieved the items?”

Gabriel shook his head slowly but didn’t say anything. I could tell he was weighing the risks of leaving his pack against the reward of having the blessed items.

“Gabriel, I’m not sure how soon this Ritual is, but as it approaches, the vampire attacks will likely increase in frequency. This is the only protection I can offer, since I no longer have any of my…abilities.” I felt my heart skip a beat at the

thought of vampire attacks. I couldn’t bear to witness another scene like Riley’s death.

“I hope that what you have is worth it.” I could tell my Mate’s thoughts were following a similar pattern as my own.

“I’ll contact you the usual way,” Raziel replied, nodding in response. I wondered how they spoke when Gabriel didn’t have a telephone or anything similar.

“What else do you know about this…Ritual?” Gabriel asked. I noticed he was

avoiding my gaze as much as possible, although for some reason I felt like he was ashamed, instead of aloof like usual. I felt a small pang and quickly diverted my thoughts to the conversation at hand.

Raziel’s countenance had darkened considerably and he sighed heavily.

“Unfortunately, not much. I’d heard whispers and rumors of there being such a Ritual, but it wasn’t confirmed until the vampires started chasing Rebekah.”

Gabriel’s shoulders tensed at the mention of his mother’s name.

“So you can’t tellus anything?”

Raziel’s lips thinned. “The one person, the only person I know of, who found out the more intimate details of the Ritual is lying inanimate, locked inside her own mind.”

My mouth opened slightly in surprise. “So she…Rebekah, she learned something about it?”

“After she left her pack and found the geneticist, she devoted every waking second to studying the Ritual and the vampires. Rebekah often endangered herself

recklessly to get information. She wanted to knowhow to stop the Ritual from

happening. She was taking the medicine to kill her Wolf more as a safeguard, if the vampires caught her. Although, honestly, I think she knew it was inevitable. Cain always finds his prey.” I had to look away as I could see the sadness bright and

visible in the Angel’s expression.

“Why didn’t she tell you what she found out?” Gabriel demanded.

I saw a flash of sorrow in Raziel’s icy gaze. “She kept minimal contact with me at first. It was safest that way. She stayed away from anyone who knew about you,

and she kept away from me because she didn’t want the vampires to know where I was in case they caught onto her scent. She was too nosy at times, and eventually it caught up to her.” His face hardened. “Cain eventually found out that the hybrid he

was pursuing wasn’t just fleeing him…she was prying into his deepest, darkest secrets.”

I could tell Raziel had no desire to talk about this, and truthfully I felt a bit guilty, but this was my problem now; it was my family’s problem, and both of the packs’ problem, too. We had a right to any information he could provide.

“Rebekah had a big breakthrough just before she died. It was important enough

that she wanted to share it with me, in case she didn’t make it. She told me to meet

her at a certain place in three days’ time. If she thought the vampires were tailing her, she wouldn’t show up, but if not…well, Rebekah planned on telling me

everything she knew.”

Gabriel had stilled. I could tell he hadn’t heard all of the details of this story before. I felt pity for him, having to hear about his mother like this. Despite his mixed

feelings for Rebekah, she was his flesh and blood. That had to mean something.

 

“I waited for hours at our meeting place, but instead of Rebekah, the geneticist

showed up. He said that Rebekah knew the vampires were going to catchup to her. She was going to administer the rest of the medicine. I was worried that she hadn’t calculated right, that it would kill her. The geneticist led me to her.” His voice had taken on a bitter edge. “I showed upright as she died. The vampires were there,

too. I hid and watched as Antonio, the vampire that does a lot of Cain’s “dirty

work”, threw a fit that the ‘hybrid bitch’had killed herself. They took the human geneticist with them and left Rebekah there on the pavement, cold and lifeless. I couldn’t leave her there.”

If I wasn’t mistaken, Raziel’s hands were shaking as herelived the memory. I had

to fight back a lump in my throat. I also noticed that he had a very strange

expression on his face and his mouth had twisted as he spoke about the vampires leaving Rebekah on the pavement, almost as if he was holding some details back. “I went to bury her, but it was then that I realized she had revived…well, slightly. She had been lifeless for a short time, but her Angel bloodline brought her back from the brink of death. I couldn’t bury her while her heart still beat, however

slowly. You know the rest.”

I was amazed at Gabriel’s composure as he spoke. “Did the geneticist tell the vampires about my Pack’s location? Is that how they found me?”

Raziel shook his head, slowly. “Rebekah never told him about you. She never told anyone else. She couldn’t risk someone being captured and tortured and telling the vampires everything.”

 

 

 

“David said my mother loved him. The geneticist, that is. When he went looking for her he found them…together.” His voice was cold, but I could tell Gabriel was just barely masking his anger. It did not miss my attention that he didn’t call his

father ‘dad’ or anything endearing.

I wondered if this was the reason David hated humans so much. Because of the geneticist that ended up with David’s Mate. There had always been rumors about the Black Mountains Pack preying on them. The notion was unpleasant so I

brushed it aside.

Raziel’s face softened and I saw a flicker of sympathy. I could tell Gabriel noticed it, too, and did not appreciate the emotion.

“She didn’t have a Mate anymore, Gabriel. She didn’t intend on falling in love with the human. But if she did, you have to remember she was out of touch with her

Wolf.”

I felt my stomach plummet. So if Gabriel’s mark faded after we Mated….would he eventually fallin love with someone else? The thought was horrifying and I vainly tried to overcome the rush of pain that struck me. Judging by Gabriel’s expression, he knew exactly what I was thinking.

“We need to leave now. I have to get back to my pack,” He said shortly.

Raziel seemed displeased with the turn the conversation had taken but he simply nodded. With a glance at me, he indicated we lead the way and the three of us

made our way to the entryway of his house.

Gabriel opened the door without a word and strode ahead. I half-heartedly thanked Raziel for his hospitality and moved to follow my Mate but Raziel caught my arm, pulling me back. I looked up into his piercing eyes, taken aback as usual by the

intensity of his gaze.

“Skylar, it is imperative that you do not say anything about this. To anyone. You cannot speak of me, of Gabriel’s lineage, and especially not about Rebekah. The

vampires think she died that day. She’s the only leverage we have, especially if we can wake her up one day and she can tellus everything.” He didn’t look too

confident in the idea, but Raziel continued anyways. “We cannot risk word getting out in anyway, so it is just best to remain quiet.”

I knew my family would demand an explanation for why I was returning home so downtrodden and confused. Alpha Brett, too. I understood why this needed to be kept a secret but I would have to be very careful; if I was too reluctant to give

information, and Alpha Brett caught on, he could just Command the information out of me.

 

 

 

 

“Please, Skylar,” Raziel asked almost pleadingly. It was strange, to think that an

Angel, a Holy Being was practically begging forme to do something. “If you tell

someone, you’ll only put them in danger. Cain will not shy away from torture to get the information he requires. He obviously knows about Gabriel, but others do not

have to. Not until it is absolutely necessary.”

After a few more seconds of silence, I slowly nodded. He was right; I could only imagine Alpha Brett’s reaction if he found out about Gabriel. Plus, it wasn’t my

secret to tell. I could only hope that withholding the information would not put my family and friends in more danger.

The drive home was tense, miserable, and agonizing. The more minutes Gabriel

and I spent together, the stronger I felt the pull. Yet now that I knew everything I didn’t dare get closer to him. I couldn’t, not until I sorted everything out in my

head. Sitting a few feet away from him was torture, and I was sure he felt the same way I did.

I slumped down in my seat, resting my head against the cool window. My Wolf

emanated soft whimpers every few moments. I had never felt her like this before. It wasn’t the sharp, agonizing pain I would anticipate came with rejection; this was

more of a slow burn, setting my nerves into an agitated frenzy. Knowing

everything about Gabriel’s past and knowing that there was a strong possibility he wanted me too did nothing to calm my hormones. Everytime our close proximity would get the better of me, I would just envision the two possibilities that lay

ahead and that sobered me up immediately.

I needed to be away from him. I needed to think. But despite my desire to be alone, thoughts continued to assault me. My Wolf just couldn’t wrap her mind around the options.

He’s ours, my Wolf said, desperation evident in her tone. Those were the first coherent words she’d spoken in a while. I don’t want to let him go.

It’s almost like a cruel joke. We get the most emotionally isolated and intimidating Mate on this side of the continent. Then once we see past all of that, we learn there could be horrible consequences if we follow our instincts.

I don’t know if I can let him go, she said, softly. Wolves were proud and noble

creatures beyond measure, so to hear her sound so subdued and resigned was

unsettling to say the least. His mother fell in love with someone else after the bond faded. What if that happened to us?

 

 

I bit my lip, hard, to prevent any sort of sound from escaping as I felt yet another

pang in my chest. He said he’d never do what she did. He’d never leave us, I replied softly, somewhat uncertainly.

He wouldn’t leave. I’m sure of it. But if his Mark faded he’d never feel aboutus the way we feel about him was her quiet response.

That was true. If his Mark faded, that would mean the Angel side of him was

dominant, and thus rejecting us entirely. His Wolf would no longer care for us. The way he’d made the situation sound with Rebekah and his father, there would be no affection left if the Mating pull disappeared. Gabriel’s human side may never be

capable of loving me if his Angel blood repelled him; even if he could, it would be a mere echo of what the Mating bond entailed, and my Wolf would be irreparably broken.

How DO we feel about him? I mean, I’m not even sure what I’m feeling right now. My eyebrows furrowed. I’d yet to take a step back and really examine exactly what I was feeling.

If you decide to reject our Mate, I’ll never want another, She said adamantly. I

expected nothing less. A Wolf only had one designated Mate their entire lifetime. Even if, years and years into the future, I found another, my Wolf would never

grow truly attached to them.

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Happen 28

#Phase 2

As Produced By SheriffSquinty

Theme: Taking It All In (2)

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I subsided into silence. I wasn’t going to lie to myself; I did have feelings for

Gabriel, strong feelings. My Wolf was part of that, but a lot of them had developed from my human side. Seeing the depth and torment that hid behind Gabriel’s dark eyes just made me want to help him in the way that only a Mate could. But there

was a risk if I chose to travel down that road,a huge risk.

It was not just the risk of a broken heart. Because I was a werewolf, it was the risk of a broken soul. It wasn’t like I would get hurt, but then recover years down the

line. If his Mark faded, I would never be a complete person again. It would be impossible.

Rejecting him would be painful for both of us. It would be miserable, excruciating. But it would pale in comparison to the agony of his Wolf slowly pulling away, of the bond fraying then breaking, of his Wolf gradually losing recognition of the

Mating bond (atleast based on how Gabriel had described what happened to his parents). Rejection caused an immense amount of pain, but I had never heard of it

slowly driving a Wolf to insanity; probably because most of the pain was instantaneous instead of drawn-out.

But if his Mark didn’t fade….my life would be complete.

I knew I couldn’t be anywhere near Gabriel when I was making such a decision. I couldn’t think clearly around him.

There were a couple hours of silence in the car, in which both of us remained trapped in our own thoughts. After a while I began to doze off with my head resting against the window. Just when I was lingering on the fringes of sleep,

Gabriel spoke.

“I’m sorry.”

My eyes shot open and I glanced at him in surprise. Gabriel was not the type to

apologize often or admit fault. He was a proud Alpha, after all. He’d never tried to broach the subject in such a blunt manner before.

I paused for a moment, chewing on my lip. “It isn’t your fault,” I finally replied.

Heran ahand through his dark locks, his common agitated mannerism. “Yes it is. My selfishness brought us here. I should have done the right thing for you from the beginning.”

Rejecting me, he meant. I didn’t say it aloud but I knew what he was referring to. “No.” My reply was firm, surprisingly. He glanced at me, taken aback. “You were right in telling me everything and then letting me choose. I deserve the chance to make my own choice.” The thought was just occurring tome as I said it, but it

made perfect sense. I understood a bit more now that I had time to think. I wasn’t

 

 

 

as angry with Gabriel for bringing me to his pack, or even for taking weeks to tell me his secrets. At least he was giving me the choice, letting me decide for myself

which path I wanted to take. Rejecting me from the beginning would have eliminated my freewill. I knew that now.

We fell into another thick silence. I could tell he wasn’t trying to push me or sway me in anyway. He was letting me think. Unfortunately, I had a hard time doing

just that in such close quarters to him. I couldn’t help but notice the way his arm flexed when he shifted gears, his sculpted profile, the way his hair fell across his forehead. I was losing it, I knew. I was barely able to control my train of thought anymore.

By some small mercy, after another long stretch of troubled thinking while

afternoon transitioned into early evening, sleep finally found me. I lost myself in its enveloping warmth, pushing aside all of my worries and preoccupations for the time being. After such a mentally and emotionally strenuous trip I needed to rest. Perhaps everything would be clearer when I woke up.

When I next awoke,things were definitely not any clearer. I was surprised to note that I was lying on something soft in a horizontal position: Gabriel’s couch. How did I gethere? I frowned, confused. The last thing I remembered was the car trip home. I must’ve fallen asleep and Gabriel carried me in here. I lowered my head, feeling a blossom of warmth mingled with pain at the thought of him carrying me in here while I obliviously slept. My emotions were so muddled I couldn’t make heads or tails of them.

 

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Hall Of Supernatural Stories

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I sat up slowly, glancing out the nearest window. By the tendrils of light snaking across the horizon I saw it was very early morning; I must’ve slept for nearly

twelve hours! I must have been extremely distressed to sleep that long. Atleast we’d made it back sooner. I was somewhat surprised that Gabriel had decided to drive back all night with the threat of vampires, but I supposed he didn’t want to leave the pack for too long, and I had the necklace for protection.

Judging by my Wolf’s subdued mood, she was no more looking forward to saying goodbye to Gabriel than I was. However, it had to be done. I had to come to my

 

 

 

 

own decision without any sort of influence from my Wolf or hormones. I had to be completely sure I was doing the right thing.

Almost absentmindedly, I traced the shape of the cross on the end of the necklace. It definitely felt warmer. Having it around my neck did make me feel safer. Even if it would only last a few weeks, the vampires could not touch me. I only hoped I

could find similar protection for my pack, assuming Raziel found what he was looking for.

Seconds later, I heard the front door open and shut and Gabriel strode into the room, his eyes finding mine instantly. A slightly pained look crossed his face before he masked it under a blank façade.

“Are you hungry?” He asked a bit gruffly. He clearly wasn’t sure how to act now that I knew everything about him.

I shook my head. I had no appetite; in fact, my stomach was churning. I had

thought about it a lot on the car ride home and I wanted to return to my pack, at least to make my decision. I was sure Gabriel would not be happy about it but he would understand. He had to.

They hated me here, or at least most of them did. The animosity was intense. How

could I make such a life-altering decision around so many unfamiliar and unfriendly wolves?

And, if I admitted it to myself, being near my family would help. Besides, I needed to warn the pack about the vampires, at least to the extent that I could without

breaking my promise to Raziel. They deserved to know.

You returning home could put them in more danger. What if Cain comes for you? My Wolf mused.

He could come forme regardless of which pack I’m staying with. Both packs are in danger, I responded. It was true, and Riley’s face and wide-eyed innocence flashed before my eyes.

Then another horrifying thought came tome.

Or….he could come for my family to get tome, regardless of whether I’m with

Gabriel or at home. I started feeling sick as I said it. It would make no difference where I was; other wolves around me could get hurt, and I wouldn’t wish that on my pack or Gabriel’s, regardless of how much they disliked me. They were his

pack, and it would hurt him to lose more pack members, so therefore I didn’t want it to happen.

He can’t touch me because of this necklace though, and Razielis going to get the other items to protect our packs. We just have to hold out until then.

 

 

“…Skylar?” Gabriel cut into my thoughts, and I realized he had been staring at me expectantly. His use of my name made my heart flutter and I tried to ignore it.

“I was going to…” I trailed off, taking a deep breath. I had to tough it out. “Return to my pack. Atleast for a bit.”

His expression hardened slightly but he seemed unsurprised.

“If that’s what you want,” he said, a bit stiffly.

“It is,” was my soft reply. He turned away, shoulders hunched.

“Your things are in the room across from your old one. I figured you wouldn’t want to go back…” He trailed off, but I understood the gist.

“Thanks.” I stood up slowly, fidgeting. It was uncanny how Gabriel could go from so open one day to completely closed off the next.

 

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“Normally I wouldn’t let anyone leave, especially after they came to my pack so recently. But I understand this is a special…circumstance.”

His callous tone almost made me flinch before I realized he was likely hardening himself out of self-preservation. He cared about me, right? He had to or he never

would have been this understanding.

“Thank you,” I mumbled.

“Are you leaving immediately?”

I sighed, staring at the ground. Why was I feeling guilty?

Gabriel clearly took my silence as confirmation. “I will escort you to the border

then. I’ll meet you outside when you’re done packing.” Without another word, he had briskly walked to the front door and exited the house again. I couldn’t help the dejection I felt caused by the thought of leaving him. I could tell my Wolf was not happy about it but she understood what I was doing. She, too was still adjusting to the newfound discoveries about her Mate.

Gabriel’s emotionless attitude did hurt, but not as much as it had before. As I

headed upstairs and began to throw my piles of clothes into my suitcase, I knew he was probably just protecting himself. For all he knew I could reject him any

minute. In fact, judging by the way my clothes had been neatly folded by my

suitcase, he had anticipated that I might leave. I stared at the clothes remaining to be packed, and I nearly felt like crying. His scent was all over the small bundles. He had clearly folded them with care and spent enough time in here that his scent

 

 

 

still lingered. Had he spent all night curled up on my clothes? I swallowed, hard, and fought back tears. I rapidly threw all of my other necessities into the bag

before exiting the room with haste. My hunch was probably wrong but the thought of Gabriel sitting here, folding my stuff, was enough to nearly send me sprawling to the ground.

Oh how I wished it could all be normal.

I met my Mate outside and we set offat a brisk walk towards the edge of a village without a word. Part of me wished I could say goodbye to Eli but at the pace

Gabriel was setting there would be no time.

You might see him again, my Wolf said, thinking about returning here once

everything had been settled. I knew that’s what she wanted: a life with her Mate. It was a risk she was probably willing to take, but was I? I shook the thoughts away. We Shifted as soon as we entered the trees, me with my bag of necessities again on my back, clothes tied to my ankle. Seeing Gabriel in his massively powerful Wolf form was enough to set me on edge again. Every ounce of my own Wolf pined for him but she was far more subdued than normal, because she knew of the possible consequences now. I could see my Wolf’s sadness reflected in Gabriel’s Wolf’s

deep orbs. While running as my Wolf was usually a liberating experience, today my thoughts were much preoccupied elsewhere. Gabriel ran near me, muscles

rippling with every stride, but we made sure not to let even the fringes of our fur brush. There was no telling what would happen ifour Wolves took over.

That run as my Wolf was the least enjoyable of my entire life. Having something so close, yet not being able to have it, was excruciating. Everything was amplified in my animalistic form. I took my anger out on the ground, pounding against it

with my massive paws as we tore through the undergrowth.

Finally, we neared the border. Gabriel indicated that we Shift back, I assumed to say goodbye. Feeling downtrodden I switched forms behind a copse of trees,

throwing my clothes on haphazardly. I didn’t want to do this, I didn’t want to leave him. But I needed to think clearly. I had both Gabriel’s future and mine in my

hands, and it was not the time to make an impulsive decision. Too much was at stake.

We approached each other in a small clearing, stopping a few feet away. It was

mid-afternoon and the sun shone high above our heads, throwing everything into clarity. I was reminded of the first night we’d met, in a clearing similar to this one. “I’m surprised you’re letting me run the rest of the way by myself,” I started the

conversation hesitantly, trying to keep my voice light.

 

 

“If it weren’t for that necklace I’d never let you. I’m sure it would upset your pack if I joined you, but without that protection, I wouldn’t care. Be careful; it’ll belong

past dark before you’re home.” His eyes flashed with worry, and he was still taut with tension. I sensed that he was putting a great deal of trust in Raziel’s necklace by letting me be alone in the dark. That spoke volumes of the Angel’s wisdom, for Gabriel seemed to not trust easily, and I was sure it was a higher standard when it came tome, his Mate.

“Don’t worry, I’ll meet up with border patrol. The vampires won’t come near me. I’ll be safe.” I touched the wooden cross and felt its warmth, really hoping the

blessed item worked.

Gabriel sighed, looking down at the ground as he clenched his jaw. A moment of silence passed by.

“I don’t want to let you go, really I don’t. Everything in me is going against this.”

He closed his eyes for a second. “But just this once, I know I need to step back and let you make your own decision.”

I stared at him, surprised yet again by his honesty. He must really have cared to put aside his Alpha nature and let me be independent this once, when I most needed it. His eyes fixated on me then, and there was alarming intensity in them. I could tell everything he said was about to be spoken with a conviction.

“But you have to know this, Skylar. Take your time deciding, and I will

understand. If it’s days or months, I will understand. Don’t return tome until you’ve made a decision. And when I do see you, I want you to end this. You can either

reject me and move on with your life or you can accept me and become part of my pack.” He stood there, shoulders tense, as I stared. “But don’t come see me unless you’ve made your choice. I can’t take the pain of not knowing anymore.” His gaze was scorching, desperate, and I swallowed hard as Gabriel’s eyes bored into me.

I gazed at him then for a long moment, and I’m sure my expression mirrored his. A series of emotions flickered between us then, along with the usual electricity of our close proximity. I tried to convey to him everything I was feeling through my eyes alone. I didn’t want to use words because I wasn’t sure how to put my feelings forth verbally. I just hoped and prayed that he could somehow know what I was

thinking. I wanted him to know that this was causing me pain, too, and that both my Wolf and I cared for him deeply. On the other hand, I was worried that

articulating my feelings for him might make it even more painful, and I didn’t want to cause Gabriel anymore torment than I was by leaving. He didn’t deserve it.

We stayed like that for a bit, just staring into each other’s eyes, silently conveying our emotions to the best of our ability. I wasn’t sure how long I would be going

 

 

 

 

 

without seeing him. I wanted to memorize the way he looked now, even if I would be seeing him again soon, because I knew how hard it would be to go without him for even a day. I kept the mental image locked inside my head before I nodded

once, slowly.

“I understand,” I said, the words coming out a whisper. He nodded, once, the fire in his eyes dimming slightly.

I turned to leave and took a few steps away. My Wolf was whimpering loudly and I tried to force her down. I wanted to go back to Gabriel and embrace him, but I

knew I couldn’t. It would only make everything worse.

“Stay safe, Skylar,” Gabriel said, so quietly I barely caught the words. I glanced over my shoulder to lock eyes with him.

“I will. Goodbye Gabriel.” I tilted my chin up with sudden conviction. I couldn’t

make him wait along time, that would be cruel. Seeing him standing there alone,

looking more dejected than I’d ever thought possible, I knew I had to make my

decision fast. “I will see you soon,” I added, putting every ounce of honesty I could into those words.

Then, without another look back, I turned andre-entered the fringe of trees, heading home.

#Tobecontinued …

 

So there we have it,

Skylar is going back home!

What do you think fate has in stall for her?

I have to warn you guys though,

Prepare for some really heartbreaking and emotional scenes up ahead. Tragedy may fall,

There might be telling circumstances.

We have just drifted into another section of the story,i hope you haven’t loosened ur seatbelts?

It might be one crazed ride.

And of cos, the action scenes are coming!

See ya in the next Happen.

 

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