Anne Summer.Coming out from the other side of the mall aisle, I searched everywhere rapidly with my eyes even though if asked I could not honestly say what I was expecting to see. But that curious twitch would not leave me and I don’t intend to ignore it. Although I have not associated myself with little kids in years, those voices kept bringing forth memories I can’t explain.It was not until my eyes landed on the group of people on the other side that I stopped searching, with an instinct telling me they were the owner of those voices.And it was not until the woman beside them turned to look at me that I knew what had been pushing me.Motherly instinct. Because right there, over there is Becca! My long lost daughter!Though another person might be confused with the long pass of years and the noticeable changes in her face and look and even her hair seemed slightly different if my eyes were correct. Despite the tight bun, I could see her golden hair is not a complete shade of gold
Anne Summer.I heard a door opening quietly behind me and I allowed my mind to come back to the present as I kept my eyes on the picture in my hand without turning to look at the man I knew would be watching my actions silently from the doorway.“Thinking of our daughter again. Ain’t you?” He finally asked gently and I sighed softly before turning to look at him.“It has been seven years, Josh. Seven good years since we sent our daughter away from her home.” I whispered with shame.“Stop thinking of it that way, Anne. You are only going to hurt yourself more with the guilt of it. Can’t you see what the pain and guilt is doing to my body? I am barely surviving.” My husband called my attention to his body that is now frail and weak and it reminded me again that I am not the only one suffering. My pain might be more visible because I am a female and I am very emotional, but that he does not cry around like I do does not mean he is not feeling the heat of fire also. Both of us had never
Anne Summer.Worried, the man had immediately called on every soul around the area to search for his daughter but none of them came back with any positive response. Frantic, he had almost upturned the whole place in his panic, searching for her everywhere before some people suddenly rushed in with a terrified look in their eyes. Without waiting to hear it, he had turned on his heels to rush out and by the time they got to the back of the court, it was the naked and lifeless body of his daughter they found on the dirty pavement.Battered and tortured, it was equally obvious she was brutally raped and molested before they snuffed life out of her, leaving behind a harsh note to the talented lawyer. Just like that, she was gone and the world of her parents became shattered.That night, leaving the house of the bereaved, our car had been so quiet, a drop of pin would be heard as we drove back home, each of us lost in our thoughts.All I kept thinking of was how that child would have been s
Becca.I woke up with sweat all over my body and I could not stop the shiver that took over my skin in big prickles.That dream had felt so real I could not stop myself from taking a wild look around my room. It was only when I saw nothing but the usual shadows of my room that I allowed myself to take a slow breather.Turning to the bed clock by the side, I saw that it was past midnight, too early to be awake in Canada anyways and I would not be surprised if every other person was having its beauty sleep except me.Allowing myself to look at the source of my wakefulness properly, maybe then I might be able to view it objectively and go back to sleep, I closed my eyes tightly against the pain of memory.Though I had been having some dreams about the past, this time is so different. Ever since that strange meeting at the mall, dreams about my childhood which although was not unusual, had been so real and scary this time around. It’s the first time I will be seeing my Mum’s face in my dr
Becca.Closing my eyes tightly, I forced to the front the memory of the dream before it could leave me.Yea, it was after the Disney dream, I had been so happy and content I had thought the dream would continue in that way until suddenly, the pattern changed and the bright colorful place became dark and I was thrown into chaos looking for my parents.I searched and searched everywhere, calling for them but there was no response. Giving up hope, I had turned my back to walk away when I suddenly heard a tiny sound of footsteps and a whisper behind me.In that dream I remember turning slowly with a bloody eyes which till now I don’t understand the meaning, maybe it stood for my pain, pain of betrayal I don’t know but I had turned at that moment with bloodshot eyes only to see my mother, not looking much older, standing a few feet away and calling to me softly with agony and tears in her eyes.But even in that dream, despite how long she called to me, my leg could not move and I found mys
Christos. I found myself jumping out of the bed before I could even process the full meaning of his word or what he meant by it. “Is she in danger? Can you sense where she is?” I found myself asking even as I picked my shorts from the chair to wear. It’s no news that wolves like sleeping naked unless they are forced to apply decorum by their environment. “No, there is no danger. Just mood.” He answered softly and I stopped with one of my legs raised in the air. “Mood? What mood?” I was not certain I heard correctly. “She needs us. Mate is horny. I want to suck her deeply and give her some fucks.” Lightning murmured with determined stubbornness and I froze in my action. I honestly do not know if I should laugh or cry. To think my wolf woke me up because he could hear our mate calling to us was so emotional I could only sigh at last. Now that the edge of sleep is gone from my tired eyes, I could definitely feel her need all the way to this place. The aura was so strong it was as
Christos.I went back to my car and after taking the time to make sure I hid the car where none could see it should they happen to glance out of their windows, I walked back to the front of the house.Ten minutes and some hard work later, we found a window and It’s ironic that the first window we peeped through belonged to Erica and though I was moving already to continue the search, my wolf stopped me in my tracks and we spent a few minutes I don’t totally understand staring at the sleeping little princess.“Our Pup.” My wolf breathed with emotional pride and I didn’t bother to correct him. Ever since we recognized their mother as our mate, he had kept calling them pups and no matter how much I tried to make him know that they are little humans who ain’t related to us by blood, he would not listen.Every time he set his eyes on them, he would jump and bark in excitement and I could always feel his fierce protectiveness towards them.I finally put it down to the fact that he knew they
Christos.“Christos?” Becca finally murmured through the glass but I felt the word loudly in my chest. My wolf jumped excitedly with a murmur and I nodded softly, hoping she could see my actions clearly.As if by magic, she suddenly ran to the window to peer out at me. I gave a short laugh before raising my head properly for her to see. She blinked and my wolf chortled.‘She surely was not expecting us.’ Lightning chortled again.‘Yea, we surprised her.’ I answered but with my gaze on my mate.“Christos?” She called and this time it was with more confidence.“Yes Babes, open up.” I murmured with a wry grin.Still with those owlish coffee eyes, she moved to the side and soon the window was opened and I could walk into the room.“Hi Babes.” I greeted as if it was a normal routine and there was nothing strange about me coming to her house in that way, at that hour and through the window for that matter.“Hey! What happened? It is late for goodness sake, what are you doing here?” She aske