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Hunter's Pov
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I'm careful as clasp Cece's head with my hand as I pick her fragile body up from the snow. She was so tired that I don't even think she realized she was asleep in the snow until she began dreaming.
Obviously I had to fight to get near her because the blond pr*ck just happened to get in my way, I had to fight just to get close to her. He needed to learn his place, I was the mate.
Part of me wanted to punch him square in the nose - the other half that knew he was an alpha backed away slightly due to feeling intimidated, but slowly he started to come around as he realized that he was eyeing up my mate.
I'd managed to get her to her house and I made sure to be careful that she didn't hit her head as she made her way through the front door. Her mother burst into explosive tears when she saw her daughter, and instinctively she came over to take her from my arms. I didn't mean to growl at her, but my wolf was impossible as I placed my mate Into her mothers loving arms.
Slowly, she was brought upstairs. Her mother stepping up the stairs one at a time as she balanced herself - not wanting to drop her precious daughter with whom she shared not an inch of blood with. They were not related, they were not relatives. But I'd never seen a proper mother and daughter love each other this much.
I sat on the couch as I gave them some space, as per usual I wasn't happy with everything going on. My mother and father then opened the door and invited themselves in. I was just happy they were both wearing clothes and had gone into our house to at least put some on.
I don't think I'm ever going to get that image of my naked mother out of my head.
My mom sat down beside me, and wrapped her arms around my exhausted self. I wanted to sleep so much, but I needed to hold on for Cece. I needed to be strong for her.
My dad wasn't daft, her knew exactly what I was going to do and he slightly spoke up about it.
"Son...she's asleep, and likely won't be awake for a few hours. Use this time and get your energy back - you haven't slept in days because you were looking for here and she's here." He placed my head on his shoulder, cuddling me, "She's here...."
Would I usually call myself a crier? No, I wouldn't. Last time I properly cried was because I had murdered an inncocent soul, a young girl that I thought I had loved. I obviously didnt take that into consideration as I ripped her to pieces with my teeth.
Her name was Karen. She was sixteen years old.
Because of me she died a painful and early death, I turned for the first time...I knew about werewolves and I knew about turning for the first time on the first full moon after my seventeenth birthday. Unluckily for me, I was too lazy to check out when that was - and having a spring birthday meant that when I left at 9pm to sneak into a club it was still light outside when I entered it.
Obviously, I couldn't see the moon from inside, I only figured out what was happening after my insides became my outsides.
I rushed out into the nearby alley where I turned, not knowing what I was doing or why there were voices screaming inside my head. Karen followed me out...
Tears stream down my face as I remember waking up the next day as my memories slowly came back at once. My dad had obviously spotted the full moon and began searching everywhere for me, using my scent. The only reason he was too late was because the thick, oozing smell of alcohol masked it. If I had only told them where I was really going....things would've turned out very differently.
I never had a fear of blood, not until I was completely drenched in my own girlfriend's. Anytime I saw it was a reminder of the monster I had become, the monster I still was to this day. Heck, I didn't even rescue Cece - she got herself out. I just happened to be passing by at the right moment.
Usually people assossiated crying with weakness, they were right - because I am weak. And just because I recodnise that I am weak is what makes me strong. Cece helped me recodnise that.
Movement upstairs catches my attention as I unravel my head from my father's arms and turn to look at Aileen who is walking slowly down the stairs. She gives me a small nod and a flinter of a broken smile before breaking her eyes with mine.
I know what she is letting me do.
I carefully stand up and flash Aileen a grateful smile and look down and my parents. I almost chuckle to myself I'm that happy, but that doesn't change this situation. I still have fresh tears in my eyes and I'm pretty sure I look like the aftermath of a girl watching titanic for the first time.
Placing one leg in front of the other I conquer the stairs, almost scared of seeing Cece again. It was me that did this to her, I'm the reason she was out in the woods when she got caught. She got hurt because of me, this happened because of me.
She deserved so much better...but not Jay, I hate that *sshole.
As I walk down the hall towards her white bedroom, I silently look at all of the photo's that are on the wall aswell as some of Aileens paintings. She had talent.
There was a couple of insanely cute baby photos, and a small number of photos of her as a child. Obviously the one picture that caught my eye the most was one of Amy, Cece and Em at her birthday party a few months ago. After Amy went missing, Darkfall went insane.
No one had seen her, and Em couldn't help since she was still human. So she had decided to travel to the Ferolc Kingdom to look up up the sgáile ancient records to see if anything could be done about being a guardian again. She hadn't been in much touch lately, but she was Emmaline - mortal or not she was a badass.
I was here, standing right in front of Cece's bedroom. Saying I was nervous was an understatement. My palms were warm and sweaty.
I felt like while I was trying to turn the door handle, my hand would just fall off of it. After three attempts I managed to successfully open her door.
Cece was lying in her bed on her side comfortably which made me smile, she deserved to be comfortable...she deserved the entire world.
I sat down on the small seat beside her and began pouring out everything that was on my mind.
"You don't remember who I am Cecelia lake, maybe you never will......" I took a strand of her hair from her face, "I remember the first second I laid eyes on you from across the street." A smile appeared on my face.
"Maybe you didnt realise it, but I could literally hear you all fangirling from your bedroom without trying. I'm pretty sure any human from down the street could hear your every words. But anyway that doesn't matter, because as soon as I saw you I was immediatly interested - which was strange for me. I shut off all possible feelings like that after what happened to karen."
"I could never do that to anyone else ever again, I don't think I'd be able to cope if I hurt an innocent person again." I sigh, running my hands through my black hair. " When I arrived in the states I knew tons about you, that your favourite colour was white - sometimes black. I learned that you liked art, we have that in common" I smile.
"But for some reason you were not like I was expecting at all, for all I knew....you were a snobby, stuck-up princess who I was to babysit at high-school. I didn't think you were the princess that went missing, I thought you were a replacement. Obviously, I did a fantastic job of babysitting since I managed to get you caught, injured and your memories lost, well - some of them."
"When I arrived at school I was told by both of my parents not to interact with you at all costs, that it could be dangerous for the both of us. They didn't say however that I wasn't allowed to punch Ashton in the face. I sincerly enjoyed doing that because I was jealous. Jealous of you being with him." I shook my head at myself, I was such a kid sometimes.
"I remember not really speaking to anyone in the school, because as far as I was concenred you were my mission. nothing else mattered to me in the entire world. I couldn't stay away from you, even with the warnings from my parents because I was too drawn in to you. Somehow I managed to convince them to let me go to your party because it was your seventeenth birthday, and it had also happened to be a full moon which is just insanely rare - it just added to the cool factor for me."
"When I arrived across the street you were already begining to turn so I had to act fast. If you had turned in front of everyone then your birthday would've been one night they all didn't forget." I laughed now, feeling so much more comfortable talking to an unconcious Cece - I'm loosing my mind.
"When I realized that I had lost you and that it was all my fault , I couldn't live with myself. You are my mate, and if this is going to work or not I don't know because you don't remember a single thing about me. If I half to make you fall in love with me again, I will."
Tears were forming in my eyes again.
"If it doesnt work between us, and you reject me as your mate, there's one thing I need to say at least once. Even if you cannot hear it."
"Cecelia Lake, I love you."
Damn guys, alot didnt happen here but this is the first chapter that is completely in the mind of hunter and i kinda love it honestly, hunter has progressed so much through this story and i really want them to be together, im so excited to wriye these next few chapters and the support ive been getting lately is amazing!
love you all SM!!