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I tried waiting up for him but my body gave in due to all the excessive work out today and all that passing out business.
Mate! Mate! My My He is home finally.
Sabrina screamed and her echo boomed in my head causing a me a terrible migraine. I got up and waited for him to come through the door but there was no Brandon for a long while. I tried to use my super sensitive hearing to at least find out what he was up to but like you and I both guessed, I got nothing I was good but not that good, I mean I was nailing this warewolf shit but I wasn't quite there yet. However I did get an unsettling feeling that whatever he must be up to was absolutely no good.
I took the time to go over to the bathroom and get some aspirin because wow sometimes I swear I was given the wrong Shewolf. Sabrina is so different to me, she is so wise and so positive, she is always lively and bubbly, always has something to be excited about. I can't say that I complain. It felt good to have an ever lively part of me that cheered me up on my worst of days.
Then there is my spirit, I don't know how it works but she talked to me today, I couldn't wait to hear what Diane had to say about that but I take it as a good sign.
There was a loud bang on the door which caused me to almost jump up in fear driving me back to reality. I knew it was Brandon
I took the Aspirin. Used the bathroom, washed my hands and tried my best to untangle the knots in my hair that I got from twisting and turning in my sleep. Then I got out of the bathroom .
Brandon was standing behind the door, his face wore an expression that was hard to read and his eyes were flaming fury and I couldn't help but sense a bit of evil in them it was so unsettling.
He finally noticed my presence and his whole Expression softened.
"Oh baby, I heard you passed out again today, are you okay?" He asked holding me in his arms, his mesmerizing scent that I was all so familiar with masked with a disgusting repulsing scent and I couldn't help but notice that his knuckles were red, bruised red! Red beyond the colour tomatoes.
"Is that all they told you?" I asked getting away from him and that horrible stench, he only gave me a confused look.
"Brandon who the Hell is Hannah?"I spat out and noticed that furious burning look on her face, silence filled the room as well as a year's supply of tension that could be cut by industrial chain saws.
"Well? Are you going to say something?"
"She is someone from the past."
"Well care to tell me more about this past of yours that came haunting me today."
"I don't want to talk about her." He said taking off his clothes walking into the bathroom and I was right behind him.
"Brandon you are going to tell me everything and you are going to tell me now."
"Dammit Scarlett let it go I don't want to talk about it." He yelled banging his hand on the shower glass doors before he could open it to heat the shower up.
"I am sorry."
"Great it's okay."
"No! I'm sorry I'm not letting shit go, that girl came here and provoked the shit out of me, I almost fucking burned down our backyard all because I was trying to resist punching those silicone stuffed lips back into her mouth."
He sighed and washed his face in the bathroom sink.
"We were A-bonded." He said running his face though a towel
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STRENGTH OF A LUNA The Power within
Varulv"I may not be able to defeat you as a werewolf, but I will defeat you as SCARLETT." After losing her parents at the Age of three, and had no family members to adopt her, Scarlett. grew up in a Nun's Convent orphanage where she was often treated as a...
