Shatter ✔ #TheWattys2017

90. Dr. Jekyll / Mr. Hyde (edited / re-read new material)

This chapter has been re-edited since I was in a hurry to post it at first.

New material.

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Nova

It was already night and the sun had set, leaving behind cool crisp air; The weather was forever changing no matter the season. A dark abyss of onyx skies overhead with tiny diamonds twinkling here and there, the silver three quarter moon shining down, watching me.

Maxim and Eden should be here any moment now and I couldn't take it anymore. Sitting at my parents house with all eyes on me, questions coming forth. My mate upstairs, chained to my childhood bed and lost in a deep slumber due to the tranquilizer. It was too much to deal with. I left with the excuse I needed some air and hightailed it outside, walking aimlessly down the beaten dirt road.

I had called my brother, telling him everything that had happened and he too, with Grace, were on their way. It would take them a little longer to get here though. Their land was two hours away from ours.

Wrapping my jacket around me tighter, I quickly made my way to the home Zaryn and I shared. I needed to just get away for a while, clear my head. It became increasingly too much to bear. With the knowlege of my pups being strong warriors of the moon, their little bodies not even formed, my parents had become increasingly curious, asking questions I didn't have the answer to.

I dont have any answers. At all.

I had texted Eden a moment ago - asking them to stop by our house when they got here instead of going straight to my parents' house. I needed answers before anyone else and time to think about what it all means, whatever it is.

Opening the front door to our shared home, I sighed as the warmth enveloped me.

Taking a look around, it felt strange. This was our home- though at the moment it didnt feel that way. We had only been living together for the past three weeks, two of which I had been isolated. I didn't consider this a home, but a house. One I wasn't used to. One that left me feeling cold after the first week of bliss.

I dont think i had anymore tears to cry but I needed this time to think. To be alone.

Draping my jacket over one of the hooks by the door, I left my shoes on and decided I needed tylenol for this headache that began pulsating between my eyes.

Flipping the lights to the kitchen as i entered, I noted that this was a kitchen built for a family. The entire house was built for a family. A large one.

The massive sized dining table with extendable slats and extra chairs for room to grow. The bar counter with many stools for pups to slide upon to be able to watch and learn how their mom made their favorite dishes. The open space of the kitchen in general, a broad space from one counter to the oppsing one, big enough for pups to run to and fro without having to shuffle around each other.

This house was made for a family.

A family I wasn't sure if i would have with Zaryn. Not how he is right now.

Feeling the headache pulse harder, I opened the cabinet and took out the bottle of tylenol, tapping two into my palm before closing it back up in its spot and grabbing an ice cold bottle of water from the fridge.

I sat at the dining table, my body on autopilot, automatically sitting to the left of the head.

The spot of a Luna.

My spot.

I remember family dinners here when I was young. When Blake and Penelope had my mom and dad over, Nick and I always were excited to come along so we could see our best friends. Deacon and I would play together while Nic and Zaryn would be out in the backyard either swimming or playing basketball in the driveway and sometimes even playing video games. A small smile tilted at the corner of my mouth remembering how I used to watch Zaryn. I was fascinated with him and no one knew.