Midnight Love [Chapter 13]
Getting close to the end...
"What the f-" he cut himself off, choking back on his own words.
Sitting there in front of him, as if they had no idea he knew, were his parents. At that moment, Braxton couldn’t even force himself to look at them, let alone to find the right words to say to his supposed parents. It was driving him mad, it disgusted him to have any relation to the beasts that sat before him. From the time he heard those words from the lady on the news, he disowned the fact that these two were his parents.
He always knew they were different, he always knew that they were more wild than anything else, but to the point where they actually committed a murder? Never. That thought would’ve never came to his mind, Braxton wouldn’t of ever considered that through. It was something he didn’t think they were capable of.
How dare they? Why here? Why everything now? Braxton was just starting to feel like he was fitting in. It was all going right for him and now this. He couldn’t live like this.
"What the hell… Why?" Braxton couldn’t keep his voice steady, it was cracking against his will. He couldn’t put the thoughts in his head into words, just in random ramblings.
Glancing up from where he was sitting, Braxton’s father looked just as wolfish in human as his actual wolf form. The hair on his head was matted down in knots, with a knotted beard. His appearance wasn’t what bothered him the most, it was his father’s eyes. They looked as if they lost all the sparkle, the rest of his humanity. Now, it just felt like Braxton was staring into a cold pit.
"Why?" the voice that came from him came in a low grumble, a raspy growl. If Braxton wasn’t so use to it, it would be impossible to understand his wolfish grunts, "why what?"
Fury burst through him like hot liquid, knowing well that his ‘father’ knew what he was talking about. This game that they played was getting old and he was sick of playing along with it.
"You know full well what I’m talking about," the words came through clenched teeth, coming out in a growl much like his father’s. The anger that he felt brought that familiar sensation in his back, the pickling feeling crept up with back and the buckling of the bones in his limbs, but he held back. This wasn’t the time to shift, though he knew too well that it would just take a fraction of a second for him to pounce.
"How could you…" Braxton pause, his features clenching and his tone quickly changed, "what the hell did you do?"
An shrill giggle came from the background, coming from his mother who remained silent until then. Her chestnut hair wasn’t kept, just like his father’s. He could strongly remember when he thought his mother was one of the most beautiful women in the world, but not she had been seduced by the life the wild. It had overcome her, her other half becoming the stronger over the two.
"Honey," she slinked around the table towards her son, but Braxton stepped back from her once she touched his skin. He reacted her to as if her touch was poisonous, but he just wanted to have nothing to do with them, "what in the world are you talking about."
"THOSE TWO PEOPLE KILLED!" He exploded, this time he was able to control the feeling that crackled down his back.
The bones through his body cracked and grew. The first few quick moments were Braxton graining in height, but then followed by a loud POP, a large wolf like creature shot towards the other two. His own parents reacted in the same way he did, only their transformations went quicker than his. Before Braxton even reached them, they too were pounced through the air towards him, all three of them making contact with each other in the air.
They fell onto the table with a crash, all three them growling and snapped at each other’s throats. The numbers weren’t against his favor, Braxton was beat and torn before anything hah really even started. With a sharp yelp, he was able to claw his way out of the tangled mess of the other two and bolt for the door, out into the woods. It didn’t take long before the other two chased off after him, snarling after their son.
Sitting there in front of him, as if they had no idea he knew, were his parents. At that moment, Braxton couldn’t even force himself to look at them, let alone to find the right words to say to his supposed parents. It was driving him mad, it disgusted him to have any relation to the beasts that sat before him. From the time he heard those words from the lady on the news, he disowned the fact that these two were his parents.
He always knew they were different, he always knew that they were more wild than anything else, but to the point where they actually committed a murder? Never. That thought would’ve never came to his mind, Braxton wouldn’t of ever considered that through. It was something he didn’t think they were capable of.
How dare they? Why here? Why everything now? Braxton was just starting to feel like he was fitting in. It was all going right for him and now this. He couldn’t live like this.
"What the hell… Why?" Braxton couldn’t keep his voice steady, it was cracking against his will. He couldn’t put the thoughts in his head into words, just in random ramblings.
Glancing up from where he was sitting, Braxton’s father looked just as wolfish in human as his actual wolf form. The hair on his head was matted down in knots, with a knotted beard. His appearance wasn’t what bothered him the most, it was his father’s eyes. They looked as if they lost all the sparkle, the rest of his humanity. Now, it just felt like Braxton was staring into a cold pit.
"Why?" the voice that came from him came in a low grumble, a raspy growl. If Braxton wasn’t so use to it, it would be impossible to understand his wolfish grunts, "why what?"
Fury burst through him like hot liquid, knowing well that his ‘father’ knew what he was talking about. This game that they played was getting old and he was sick of playing along with it.
"You know full well what I’m talking about," the words came through clenched teeth, coming out in a growl much like his father’s. The anger that he felt brought that familiar sensation in his back, the pickling feeling crept up with back and the buckling of the bones in his limbs, but he held back. This wasn’t the time to shift, though he knew too well that it would just take a fraction of a second for him to pounce.
"How could you…" Braxton pause, his features clenching and his tone quickly changed, "what the hell did you do?"
An shrill giggle came from the background, coming from his mother who remained silent until then. Her chestnut hair wasn’t kept, just like his father’s. He could strongly remember when he thought his mother was one of the most beautiful women in the world, but not she had been seduced by the life the wild. It had overcome her, her other half becoming the stronger over the two.
"Honey," she slinked around the table towards her son, but Braxton stepped back from her once she touched his skin. He reacted her to as if her touch was poisonous, but he just wanted to have nothing to do with them, "what in the world are you talking about."
"THOSE TWO PEOPLE KILLED!" He exploded, this time he was able to control the feeling that crackled down his back.
The bones through his body cracked and grew. The first few quick moments were Braxton graining in height, but then followed by a loud POP, a large wolf like creature shot towards the other two. His own parents reacted in the same way he did, only their transformations went quicker than his. Before Braxton even reached them, they too were pounced through the air towards him, all three of them making contact with each other in the air.
They fell onto the table with a crash, all three them growling and snapped at each other’s throats. The numbers weren’t against his favor, Braxton was beat and torn before anything hah really even started. With a sharp yelp, he was able to claw his way out of the tangled mess of the other two and bolt for the door, out into the woods. It didn’t take long before the other two chased off after him, snarling after their son.
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