The Howls Of The Night. { Werewolf/Human Love Story. }

The Howls Of The Night. { Werewolf/Human Love Story. } Chapter Thirteen.

Makenna:

I stretched my body as I woke up and felt my muscles tense up. I heard 'cracking' sounds and when they stopped, I sat up on my bed an rubbed my eyes from sleep. I looked at my clock and notice it was elven o'clock. I sighed and ran my fingers threw my hair.

I had an okay sleep, but I wish I was still next to Shawn. When I was sleeping next to him, I felt so comfortable and just wanted to snuggle up closer--if possible--to his body and just sleep. Ugh, I hate how my mom wanted me home.

I got up from my bed and I stumbled over to the door, almost tripping from sleep. I heard noises from the kitchen and it sounded like it was coming from the stove. Delicious mouth watering food filled my mouth and it only made me walk a little faster to the kitchen.

As I walked passed the living room, they're was a pillow and blanket on the sofa. I walked into the kitchen and my nose scrunched up in annoyance when I saw my mom at the stove cooking, but Dylan beind her with his arms around her waist. I finally heard her giggle.

I couldn't help the imagine of them together--naked. I shuddered, "Your cooking?",

My mom and Dylan turned around shocked. My mom stepped out of Dylan arms and smiled, "I am. I know, it's bin a long time.", she said as she walked up to me.

It has been a long time. Two years actually. My mom use to cook everyday right before my dad died, then she stopped since she had to work at lot and never had time to. My mom was the best at cooking and I missed it and her chocolate chip with strawberry pancakes. Damn, it made my mouth water more just at the thought.

My mom leaned down and kissed my forehead, "You hungry? I'm making your favorite. Chocolate chip and strawberry with bacon and eggs.",

"Uh, um, okay.", I said and starting rubbing my arm now. I looked at Dylan, "Did...did you sleep over?", I asked, pointing at the blanket and pillow in the living room.

He nodded his head and smiled, "Yes. I wanted to be here when you woke up.",

"Um...okay?", I said, a little confused. I don't know why, but I just am. I looked up at my mom, "Don't you have to work today?",

She shook her head, "I took the day off. I want to talk to you, about last night.",

I groaned and rolled my eyes, "I rather not relive coming home and walking in on you guys.",

My mom gave me a nervous chuckle, "Um, not that. But let me just say, it was unexpected. He just showed up and we talk and next thing you know, it happened--"

I raised my hand, "Mom, please, don't. I get it--you two are...mated.", I said, feeling a lump form my throat, but swallowed it before saying 'mated'. I can't believe this. My real father and boyfriend--my cheeks blushed up--are both werewolves and not only that, but me and Shawn are mated. It still a little confusing to me, but I understand we're meant to be together...I think.

My mom eyes widen, "You know about that?",

I bit on my lower lip and nodded, "Yeah, Shawn told me. He's...one to.",

She sighed, "I know. Your father--"

"You mean Dylan.", I corrected her. Just because he is my father doesn't mean I want to call him that. I grew up only knowing his name as Dylan, not dad. It's hard, okay?

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah. He told me and I know your both...also.", she said, biting her lower lip to. "Are you...okay, with that? I know, it's confusion and hard to understand.",

"Well, it's not like I'm jumping over joy about it.", I sarcastically said.

She groaned and rolled her eyes and threw her hands in the air, "Ugh, you and Dylan with that sarcastic way of talking. It's annoying as heck.", she said, sounded like she was talking to herself as she turned back around to the stove. She looked up at him, "You both are so much the same. Ugh, I wish she was more stubborn cause of it!",