Chapter 03 - Chapter Three - Quinn Wolfin's Point Of View.

Category:Werewolf Author:Julian R. HillisWords:796Date:25/11/07 16:35:02

When I woke Arrow's hand was on my arm, he must have shaken me

awake. He started to shake me again.

"Please, stop shaking me I'm awake already" I groaned

"Sorry I thought you might still be sleeping. You looked so tired! I felt

bad waking you but we're almost at the al---- I mean you're dad's

house *

"Okay, thank you" My voice was raw, It was like I cried my self to sleep.

I glanced out the window of the car watching the landscape outside

shift and change it went from flat snow and trees less ground to slopes

and a mountain range and about a foot of snow on the ground. Did I

happen to say that I hate snow! The snow was something that told my

brain the Christmas was coming and I hated Christmas because I never

had a full family and I never would now because dads remarried and

moms gone. For me, my family was my mom and my dad. Nothing

more. When we pulled up at the house I noticed about ten other

houses close by but they were much smaller compared to the big one.

Arrow stopped the car and walked around and pulled my door open

my teeth began to chatter. Arrow looked at my bare arms realizing I

had no coat or sweater, Arrow pulled off his coat and handed it to me

smiling. I pulled my hands back before he could set it in my hands.

"Please take my coat, Quinn I don't want you to be cold, * Arrow said

with a sexy as hell half-smile on his face. I took his coat and put it on so

that he wouldn't feel bad it's not like I didn't want his coat, because I

did! I just didn't want him to be cold.

"Thanks for giving me your coat Arrow," I said smiling at him, If only

you could see that I'm dying inside, but thanks anyway.

Arrow grabbed my hand and pulled me around the back of the car to

get my bags when he let go of my hand. I rubbed it where it had begun

to tingle he study my face if as to ask if I felt the sparks too. He

grabbed all my bags and my hand again pulling me up to the house

with him and he opened the door and pulled me inside and set down

all my thing neatly and nicely.

"Oh, you must be Quinn, I'm Luanne" the woman came right at me.

She was nice but part of me instantly hated her for stealing my father

from us. But this was her home. I needed to act like an adult.

"Hi, I'm Quinn."

Luanne pulled me into a hug and I wanted to push her off me right

away but I didn't.

"I've waited a long time to get to meet you, Quinn," Luanne said

hugging me tightly really tightly.

I've waited a long time to put my hate to a face.

"Luanne, you're going to hurt the poor boy, " Arrow said smiling and

laughing

"Luanne, where is my father? I really wanna talk to him. I need to tell

him something!" I said looking down so I didn't glare at her, she smiled

and marched up the stairs dragging my father downstairs by his ear.

My father's eyes locked on me and he frowned slightly before smiling.

"Quinn hey so I'm glad to see you it been a while, * my father said

shaking my hand.

You didn't think I didn't see that frown.

"Yeah, it been about two years, you know since we last talked when you

tried to force me to have Christmas with you," I said glaring at the

ground.

I watched as my dad and Arrow locked eyes for like two minutes that's

not normal, I stood there and tried to read their minds. Not that I could

read minds, to begin with, but I was shocked at what I got in return

when I tried to read my father's mind, Voices.

Arrow does he know about us being werewolves, did he say anything

about his mom telling him?

No alpha, Quinn said barely anything on the ride here.

Okay, thanks!

No problem alpha, anytime!

I was pretty sure I had gone white as snow at what I had just done. Both

Arrow and my dad realized I had read their minds.

"Oh shit... I just... How did... I didn't mean to do that!"

What in the serious hell did I just do...?

“It's ok! Quinn, I'm glad you can read our minds which means you're

one of us, that you're connected to the pack link naturally.” My dad said

before trying to hug me.

"Sorry, I don't feel well..."

Lies. I just don't want your lying hands on me... this is your fault... but I

can't hate you... you are all I have left.


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