Mark Me Yours ✔️[REWRITING]

(4) Mother Dear

Chapter Four (unedited)

Okay. So I suck at describing wolf fur and all its colors so I decided to post what they look like so you wouldn't give me the 'what the fuck' look when I describe them :>

Pic on the side is Lucas' wolf

"This was Sarah's room when she came here, she's like you though. She liked her room simple and clean" Amanda had a soft smile on her face as if she was reminiscing the past

"I grew up with your mother. Well more like I was once her teacher in her school when she was a kid" as Savanna watched the spacious room, her eyes caught something that shined from the sunlight. Slowly walking yet her ears were trained towards Amanda who continued her story

"It was.... Well I'm not sure what year it was. It felt so long when I met her when she still had pig tails. As a creature who lives for hundreds of years I have done many things. Things I want to discover with what humans do for a living, good or bad they seem the same to me

" but I knew your mother was a werewolf the moment I set my eyes on her. She was quiet yet provoked,  she's fighter" a chuckle left her lips while Savanna stayed rooted. Her hands now watching the pendant dangling from her neck just as she fiddled it against her hands

"I've always thought your mother was different. She.... She was different from other wolves but we didn't didn't know what. I may be a seer but I did 't know what she could do. all I know is she could do things no one was capable of doing and it was just.... overflowing her presence"

"Where did you say you've met her?"

"Texas" she smiled "born with rogues who left their land to live with the humans. Pretty much many creatures would prefer living with humans then councils who's up in our asses"

Savanna couldn't help but laughed when she knew it was true. Werewolves who lived in their community where not really free, they had  laws just as humans but were more threatening. After all the more werewolves who ranks the lowest gets,  The more your aren't treated good. It was how their life work, fight for position without fear. Kill if possible and never pity

They were taught to be fighters. A pack of beast yet she heard many story of others who would rather live a normal life. Have a family and be happy, Savanna had thought about it but throughout her youth her father trained her to be what she is

A beast

She had seen her father kill without mercy, she had been but a frightened five year old girl when a wolf battled him for his position. She've seen him rip him apart and it was the first time she was scared Of him. He had said once

' love is for the weak. It tears your sanity apart once you love. It scars you just like your mother had scarred mine'

She remembered him say. It was those years when he weeped from her death- she had believe this had made him cold, Heartless and stronger

But was he though?

"Hey Amanda?"

"Yes dear"

"How did my parents meet?"

"Oh"

Savanna then turned to her in curiosity before she ask

"What happened?"

The seer looked hesitant before she watched the curious little girl who only stared at her, her hands still holding Sarah's pendant. The pendent from her friend which held too much memory for her before a sigh left her lift

"Do you wish to see her past?" She ask seriously while Savanna could only look at her in confusion

"Do you want to see how your mother lived her life. To see her memories- Memories that was never forgotten? I could show you?"