Breed by Alpha Jaxton

Chapter19: in the meadow.

Not throwing myself a pity party but the right thing to do now i brace up for the future that's why recently i have been looking into getting a life for myself. other than staying in this pack i think to myself if there's something out there for me.. if the world has more to offer me than just being here and enduring abuse upon abuse. it is really something i think about everyday and i am trying to convince myself that staying because of my parents is worth it but on another hand they obviously have a favorite child and that's my sister. i know they love me in their own bias way but at the same time it hurts.

i am standing outside looking out at nothing but grass. My room is my happy place and when I am not there I am either at the pond or in this meadow. nature calls to me and i answer. there is just something deeply satisfying when i come home after a long day and delve my feet into the wet grass. it is comforting and feels me with peace. Everyone thinks my wolf is dead but she is very much alive .

Here in this place, surrounded by nature, trees and the very essense of every living form and life i feel her there just lying down there. i try to reach her but everytime it feels like she is just barely out of reach. i feel like she will would answer my call and deep yearning for her one of these days but my gut is saying not anytime soon. i don't understand why.

she seems patient, not shy. soft and resilient. that i admire and know that she's going to be fierce and formidable.

she's going to answer one of these days. she can't stay in there forever. i feel her curl up and go back to sleep as i put my shoes back on and start back home.