She’s the one who communicated with you and I think I know how.
-Don’t bullshit, just say what you know, fox. -Uttered Dylan and Clary
rolled his eyes at him.
After the review and update, some chapters are getting
huge and will be somewhat tiring to read, so I’m the
dividing in two.
Comment on what you think and until the next chapter.
Clary leaned against the wall and put her blonde wires behind her ear
before you start talking about:
-That’s a spiritual world thing, but I’ve never heard of
this with wolves, only with Kitsunes-began his explanation. -
Back when the leader of our clan died, his eldest son
assumed the post of leader.
-That’s nothing new. -Murmured Dylan and she ignored him.
-Centuries ago an ancient legend of the Aztec people emerged. According to
legend, one day a threat arose in the village of the Aztecs, they stayed
desperate to fend off the creepy drinking creatures
blood. Without knowing what to do, they did a ritual and invoked the
god Tupã and asked him for help. Only our ancestors already had
dealt with those parasites, Tupã could not resurrect the body, but
could bring some ancestor’s soul for a while and so he did.
Tupá put the soul of a shaman, called Aruara in a talisma. She
had been a shaman many centuries past, she was a satiate
tribe of the Aztecs and healed the warriors through their magic. The
talisma that was her soul, was a magical object that belonged to her and
where was the source of his power. For a short time, Aruara taught
the Aztec warriors to deal with the cold, but soon returned to the other side
of the spiritual world. Many talismans were created by strong witches and
shamas, for protection. This necklace is a strong talisman, where it keeps
a strong source of power and it’s very old from what I see. It must have some
reason the stone was delivered to you.
-I don’t understand why this is happening to me. -I whimpered.
rubbing his forehead.
-Did our mother use this talisman to call Hayley’s soul to the other side? But for what? -Aiden asked, the frown.
-I don’t know. -replied Clary. -Masha a link between Hayley and
talisma.
I made a Larela in response.
-Can’t I just turn around and go back to the forest? -I looked
to Dylan, with hope in my eyes.
He opened a comforting smile and leaned towards me.
-If that’s what you want, just tell me. I distract them and you run. -
He blinked one of his eyes at me.
-You need to sleep. -Alden interrupted us.
-No! -Speak and force my body to rise, the wound in my
belly Quelmou, but just tighten my lips tightly. -I
need to get out of this human body drug. I need to run for days through
forest and hunt some animal to keep me in control. -Said
clenching my teeth, the pain was becoming unbearable to deal with.
-You just flew off the ladder, Hayley! -exclaimed Rebecca indignantly.
-Why don’t you try to get some rest? You were healing
swiftly.
-Don’t ask me that, Rebecca. You know I can’t stay in mine
human form for a long time. These injuries won’t stop me
to return to the forest. -Declared and held my hand on the arm of the sofa
and tried to get up slowly, breathing deeply. -I did not ask
help. -I was harsh when I saw Dylan getting up to help me.
From the intense pain I felt, I should have sprained my ankle after falling
ladder, could barely support it on the floor. The ideal to do in cases
how this would be rest, rest would help in my injuries.
But standing still was hard for me.
"We hate, there is nothing more boring than the human body."
There were two ways to accelerate the healing of a werewolf.
Resting or running to increase adrenaline and our
supernatural instincts. It’s obvious that everyone rested, who
being hurt will want to run away? In case, me.
-This will hurt more. -Aiden warned.
I just shrugged and started to crawl towards the door,
still listening to Melissa’s protests. Peter and Dylan.
Jackson held my arm when I reached for the door, my stomach
tossed.
-What do you want? Will you accuse me of stealing something else or try to give me orders? -Indaguel and pull my arm hard. I was angry with him,
furious and would hate her touch at that moment.
"You want your touch, just don’t confess it to yourself."
Like you don’t want to.
"I don’t care about him, this male is pathetic and ridiculous. Just
desire distance from him."
I didn’t say how intense he was.
"Cretin!"
-You can get hurt. -Jackson warned me and rolled my eyes
with concern in your voice. -The forest can be dangerous for you,
Hayley.
I lifted my chin as I stared at him fervently.
-You are dangerous to me. -Accused between teeth. -Then, I must keep
away from you or I’ll get hurt.
I didn’t wait to see your reaction or your Sta, I just turned my back on
Jackson and in slow steps approached the forest. I felt my body
tingling and a warm and welcoming feeling took over me, it was
the energy of that place that renewed my strength.
The soft and striking smell of nature hit my nostrils and I
deep breathed that fresh air, my senses dominated me and all the
tension of my restless body seemed to calm as I
limped through the forest.
My ankle still hurt and had difficulty walking, but the pain
didn’t stop me from continuing, I was used to it and knew how
not allow her to control me.
My steps began to gain more speed, as the pain
few disappeared and that’s when I accelerated the pace.
I felt the burning of the cuts
in my body relieve when I started a slow run,
breathing deeply. But as the adrenaline
increased and my body stopped hurting and recognized the environment that
I slaved, started to accelerate slowly. When I realized I was already running quickly through the forest, that
she my home, my place. I was a wild, untamed creature, not to be trapped or locked up anywhere.
I loved my freedom and would always preserve it.
My messy hair flew in the wind, it seemed to caress my
face in a way to say welcome to your home.
Swiftly deviate from the trees in my ways, my blood
rushed by my sails and my heart throbbed in my chest.
As he passed by the meeting of two trees, a sharp branch scratched
my right arm and caused a deep wound.
"Is this serious? We can’t at least have a moment of
tranquility without you hurting room? By the moon, Hayley!"
Has anyone ever said how you have a bad mood?
I was forced to stop near the creek and I got down on the edge, needed
clean the wound. I filled my hand with water and threw it on my arm, the
cold water made my skin shiver.
The cut burned, but was soon disappearing little by little, until
healed at once. I took some water and threw it in my face,
feeling my nerves relaxed as I was running without
stop and was sweating hot.
My attention was called to feel someone approaching and neither
I had to turn around to find out who it was.
"Can’t he leave us alone for a miserable hour?"
-No one can deny that you are a Pura, little wolf.
I pressed neus olios corn force go hear him ne chaner like that.
"We didn’t give him that freedom, abused!"
-What do you want? -I asked without looking, still did not know how me
control in your presence without feeling the urge to tear your head off
or kiss him at the same time, both options were tempting
too much. Felt Jackson approach me and my spine stiffened with his
power increasing. I had to wet my hands in cold water and throw
It was in my face, as I felt my body instantly warm up. Till’s got the balconicle.
"That bastard male makes us look like a volcano. We’re calm
alone, and it just appears and our body heats up in a way
that looks like it’s going to explode."
I needed to know that I was okay and that I wasn’t taking any chances.
I rolled my eyes and shook my hands.
I can defend myself, I don’t need your fucking protection. -
I growled at him.
I could see what happened to you without my fucking protection. -
I said rough.
-I would be safe if you had not appeared in my life. -
I shouted in your direction, avoiding to show how much your words
had touched something sensitive inside of me.
-How many people will have to die for you to realize that you don’t live in
a fairy tale, Hayley? Wolves are being killed, people
innocents. Isn’t that enough for you?
I lifted my body and stared at it. Flashed my teeth in a growl
threatening to Jackson.
Don’t say what you don’t know, you don’t know me.
He arched his eyebrows and crossed his arms against the strong pectoral and
muscular. His posture was always centered and intimidating.
-You never allow me to approach you, you’re always with the
claws and fangs ready to tear me apart to see me. -Took a step in
my direction and I stiffened. -See? Is always defensive, pushing away
people who wish to help you.
I felt a cake form in my throat and lowered my head
quickly, returning to look at the lake, so that Jackson did not see
how your words had hurt me, would hate to leave those
emotions transpire.
He was right, but that’s who I was.