With my father's comment, I completely tense up, so, I just wait for the blow that seems not to come. So, with a deep sigh, I turn to face my father.“Sergey, don't you think Rain smells strange?” my father asks his eldest son.“I don't think so, Father. I don't know what you're talking about.” Sergey says with confusion.“It's probably because I haven't had a bath in days.” I'm lying and that makes them both back off.“What did you say?” my father asks with displeasure.“I've had a lot of things to do at university, so I haven't had time to take a proper bath.” I say shyly.“Oh, damn, Rain, go take a good bath.” says my father covering his nose and I run to the second floor where my room is.As soon as I enter my room, I take a deep breath and let myself fall on the floor, and then hide in the space between my legs and my chest.‘I'm in serious trouble.’ I tell myself mentally.The worry of everything that is going to happen from now on, makes me cry with helplessness, because I will
One week laterI run out of the house, before my mother or someone from the family prevents me, after two days being here, the effects of the potion have been disappearing little by little.But, only until last night, I have been able to maintain my transformation into a she-wolf for at least an hour. So, holding on to my wolf version, I leave leaving marks in the snow that the bodyguards will surely follow.I have not yet started with the personalized classes to be a good wife and the worst thing is that the wedding is so close that I can already hear the bells announcing my admission to a wedding that I do not think will take place.“Why is it so difficult to meet with my fiancé?” I wonder, moving quickly through my family's property.“Miss, please don't leave. Mr. Evaniff will scold us for it.” says one of the guards who refuses to open the large bars that divide my family's private property, with the rest of the land.Knowing that this door will not be opened to me, I run fast and
I return to the family property, with my tail in the middle of my paws, showing that I am still in trouble as before and the worst thing is that I have not been able to think of a better solution. I haven't been braving enough to tell my secret to my family and let alone the pack.Now, I just follow my father's orders, while I beg that no one will realize my secret. Of my great secret that I will not be able to hide forever. Therefore, I am not opposed to most things, I need to be a little obedient, so that when I drop the bomb, they will not be so cruel to me.“Father, is all this necessary? I am not only married to those you want, but nothing that belongs to that wedding is related to me. I don't feel comfortable with anything they're doing.My father stops and sits on the side of the road, so, I sit next to him with concern, because he looks too serious to ignore."Have you discovered my secret?’ I ask myself mentally.“Rain, I did not marry for love with your mother, my father, he
Knowing that with a single visit we cannot be sure if he is a kind person, I try to persuade my father, to talk to the so busy and committed to his job alpha.Because no matter how much I think about it, the quickest way out of all this is to get married as my father had planned and make the world believe that my baby is my fiancé’s, even though he and I know that it is not so.“It's not long until I get married, but I would like to at least get to know him by photos or hear his voice. As you have said, being compatible does not ensure that I have a triumphant marriage.>> So, it would be nice if he and I talk about our interests and affinities before we get married. To know better, how to behave and if we have something in common to talk about.” I say and my father smiles at me.“They'll have a lifetime to talk. Besides, you also have things to take care of, so, you won't have time either, dear. You must prepare to be his wife.>> Also, to lead the pack and finish your studies, you h
I step back a little to the point that my ass hits the edge of the fountain that is at the entrance of our house and that is why, I become human, wishing that as a human, my scent is not noticeable.With shyness, I approach my mother holding the air in my lungs, trusting that that will be enough so that the thing that betrays me that I am pregnant and that I do not know what exactly it is, does not appear.My mother kisses me three times as we usually do and hugs me tightly, while the men of my family watch us smiling. My mother was always surrounded by men, until ten years after having her twin sons, she had me.I am the baby, even at twenty-five, I am the baby of the house, so it is normal that with me she extends her embrace more. But, this is not the time to do it, it is not an innovative idea to do what I normally do because…“Rain...” says my mother walking away with confusion as she analyzes every part of my face.“Yes, Mother?” I ask trying to get a little away from her, but,
I drink hard, knowing that my mother is not someone easy to handle. Because, she is a woman who, although she is not always at home or has much of a say in things that happen, when she does, she is firm, so firm that if it is something against my father, he should back off a little, before everything explodes.So, if I wanted to survive, I must fake dementia and stick to my perfect excuse, using my mother's little experience with a potion that she does not approve of and that therefore, she does not know all the side effects it causes.“Mother, I know that the smells may possibly resemble each other, but, it doesn't mean that they have any connection.” I say and my mother smiles.“Oh, so the characteristic smell of the she-wolf gestating is so common to the point that an idiot of ancient times made a medicine that not only offends the race of werewolves but the process of gestation. This is amazing, Rain.“Well, Mother…“Don't think I'm an idiot, Rain! You're pregnant!” shouts my moth
There were few words they had said, but they had marked me significantly. Even my craziest moment I hadn't thought about aborting my baby. But, she in just a few minutes of anger, had already given me what, according to her, was the answer to my problems.Something that logically I am not willing to accept blindly. Because his order, since it was not even a proposal, but an order without the right to refuse me, is logical for me and therefore, I do not intend to accept it.“Mother, I completely understand that you are too upset with me for what I did. But that doesn't give you any right to decide about my body, much less choose the fate of my son.“Do you think I don't have the right?” My mother asks in a mocking voice.She really looks too stressed to the point that she looks like the personification of hysteria trying to be controlled. But, it is evident that he is getting quite big about it and that is why, he is thinking about solutions that I do not plan to take.“You are my moth
I swallow hard, I know that she can take drastic measures and being honest, the last thing I want is to have a confrontation with the woman who brought me to life, but, I can't let her decide for me either.“I love you, Mother. Only God has any idea how much my love for you is, but, even for that love and respect, I will not dare to harm my son. I understand that you are disappointed...” I whisper and she interrupts me.“I'm beyond disappointed, Rain.” says my mother and I swallow hard nodding.“I understand, but, I'm not going to stop fighting, because just as I'm important to you, my baby is important to me.With sadness, I take my hand to my belly and close my eyes feeling bad because my son must go through so much just because of my irresponsibility.'If I had done things right, my baby would have been welcome among all. But how can he be welcomed if neither if“Do not compare us, you are my dear husband's d