Mira’s POV
the morning light shines in my eyes and I cover my eyes with my arm. I groan when I hear everyone start to stir. I feel an arm wrap around my waist and I quickly jump up and back away. once I look back, I see a very hurt, Leo staring at me. I sigh in relief and slowly go back to him. once close enough, he wraps his arms around me tightly and nestles his face close to my neck. I can feel his warm breath touching my skin and I involuntarily shiver.
“i’m sorry.” I whisper.
he pulls away from me and shakes his head,”you have nothing to be sorry about sweetie.”
that’s where he is wrong. I have everything to be sorry about. he’s my mate and I’ve lost my virginity to his brother! And now I’m-I’m.. no, I can’t say it, then tears start burning my eyes but I wont let them fall. I’m not gonna let it show
I’m weak. I’m used. I’m broken.
Just the thought of William raping me again makes me wanna burst out sobbing. I wanna tell Leo everything and I want him to hold me tight. But that’s never gonna happen, because I will never tell him. I won’t hurt him like that, physically or emotionally.
Leo hands me some of my clothes he brought With him just in case. I quickly run behind a tree and get them on. Once clothed, I go back to Leo, who is sprawled out on the blankets, and I lay beside of him. I close my eyes and feel his fingers run through my hair. I close my eyes and feel the Sparks from his touch.
After a while, Leo stands and slowly picks me up. He seriously thinks I’m asleep again. A smile touches my lips and I crack my eye lids open.
“I have legs, you know. And they do work.” I say amusingly.
“Yeah, but when I carry you; you won’t trip on every single thing on the earth’s freakin surface.
You are fairly clumsy my little mate.” He says with a smirk.
I playfully smack him on the chest and scoff.
“I’m not that clumsy! I’ve only tripped like… 3. 5… 7… 9. 10. times. okay, I am clumsy.” I lower my head in defeat
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Leo laughs and holds me tighter, your a clumsy mess, Mira. But your my clumsy mess.”
I blush and try to hide my face in his shirt. He chuckles and my face reddens even more. We keep talking and laughing the whole way home.
I see the pack house in the distance and a sigh of relief escapes my dry lips. The relief then turns to fear when William appears as he walks up to us. My body stiffens and my jaw clenches. I just wanna be left alone, with my mate!! But no… I can’t even have that!
My wolf is clawing at my insides to come out and rip his throat out! My eyes change from brown to pitch black. Wait, this isn’t my wolf…. It’s another side of me… My Feramors mangone side! Oh crap! I have to control it or I may hurt Leo!!
I shut my eyes tightly and count my breaths.
123. 45. 678. 9. 10.
I’m okay… When I open my eyes, I see William staring at me with amusement. Leo looks down at me and his eyes narrow in concern. I give him a smile and then jump out of his arms.
I walk as calmly to the pack house as I can then quietly shut the door. My eyes keep changing from brown to black but I manage to control it. I need to learn more about my Dad’s side of the family. I run to my room and grab the laptop Leo got me earlier this week. I type in ‘Feramors mangone’ but nothing comes up. How stupid am I!? Only werewolves call them that! Stupid! But, I don’t know them by any other name. Wait… I know…
I quickly type in ‘rougarou’ and click search, the image was so scary I keep searching the internet for more info. As I was scrolling up I came across “Wendigo?, which I click on search.
My breath hitches in my throat. What? That can’t be true! I can’t be that!… I scroll up to see more images I scream once an hideous image pulls up. I shut the laptop and run to my bed and pull the covers over my head.
I’m acting so childish! But I can’t be that thing! I’m not a–no! I’m not! I’m a werewolf! I’m not that!
You know what? Searching Google is getting nowhere! If I want to know more about my dad, I’m gonna have to go to the pack library and see if they have anything on it!
I rush out of the pack house and find a small cabin that is on the edge of blood moon territory. I open the door quietly and step inside. The place smells old and the lighting is terrible. I can tell this pack hates reading.
I look through the oldest books at the back of the library but nothing has what I’m looking for. I throw my head back in frustration and sigh. I’m never going to find anything I need! After 2 hours of searching I decide to look for 5 more minutes then head home.
I then pull out a very large book and notice something in the back of the bookshelf. I reach in and pull out a pocket-sized, leather book. The book was titled Feramors mangone. I freeze in place as I stare at this small book. I found it? I found it! Yes!!
I carefully open up the dusty book and start to read.
Feramors mangone were the original breed of werewolf. Their strength and speed are greater than any other. Many believe that Feramors are just a myth, but actually, they are as real as you and me.
Feramors can blend in with other werewolves but usually they like solitude.
The only time they do come out of solitude is to find a mate but go back into solitude once they mate. They usually choose a common werewolf to mate with because they can’t stand being with their own kind.
These creatures are commonly mistaken as the following: Wendigos, rougarous, Black Dog, and werewolf. But they are much more ferocious than all of them put together.
They kill for pleasure. They usually like to torture their victims before slowly ripping them apart.
Here are 3 ways to identify Feramors:
1. when agitated, their eyes turn black.
2 they have a fear of water.
3 usually they are rogues because of their need for solitude.
If you ever come face-to-face with them, pray it will have mercy on you, though if you do come face-to-face with one you will most likely die a slow painful death.
Seeing this I was scared and nervous. So I slam the tiny book shut and stare at the wall. I’m a monster. I’m a monster!
I cried out with guilt all over me.