𝔐𝔶 𝔍𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔶 [✔] { Book 1 in The Journey Series } [DRAFT]

Chapter 18: His Explanation

authors note at the ending of this chapter

Amanda...Amanda your fathers here he wants to talk to you. I hear my mothers voice. Can't see her.

He wants to talk to me? Wait. I say.

Amanda your father wants to talk to you. My mother says again.

How is my father here? Is that who your trying to find? I say.

Amanda... I hear.

The voice fads away.

I wake up to someone shaking me. Jordan.

Amanda he says.

What's wrong? I say.

You were saying your fathers name and you were using your wolf sight. He says.

I heard my mother. I say.

Jason. Ashley says Jason your father I think the I know him.

My father? How would you know him? I say.

I need to go ask Ian some questions. I'll meet you guys at your compound. She says.

She gets up and walks the way that we come from.

I wonder how she know my father?

I climb over the gates of our compound. It took us a hour to get here. Maybe longer. But were here now. I walk inside. No noise. Just a few whispers. It's like this now. There's now many of us since the battle. Mostly kids to the ages 4-10. Few 16 and 17 year olds and the rest are adults. There's maybe 10 to 15 people here now. Most of the adults Fought some stayed to protect the young. I was worried about Jordan I didn't want him to get hurt.

Finally were back home! Did you get Abby's desserts? Miranda says.

I grabbed a few cake pops before we left and I put them in my bag.

Yes I have them I say putting my. Bag down and getting them out.

What are they? Jordan says.

It's a dessert. I say giving them one to eat.

Can I eat it? Miranda says.

She bites into it.

Yes I say biting into one.

I love it! Miranda says.

I like it. It's different. Jordan says.

I pick up my bag and we walk upstairs to my room.

I put my bag down on my bed.

You still have this picture. Jordan says picking up the picture.

It's the only one that I have of us three. I say

He smiles.

How old were we five? Six? He says.

Let me see. I say.

He hands me the picture

It says March 2005. I say

2005? We must've been six or seven. Jordan says.

I smile.

What time is it? Miranda says.

7-ish. I say.

I'll go downstairs and we if Ashley is down there. Miranda says.

She walks out of the room.

I put the picture on the top of my dresser.