We were connected.682Please respect copyright.PENANArGBgfBDs82
As weird as it seemed, I shared a bond with my new lycanthropy teacher, Mr Grayson, from the moment I met him.682Please respect copyright.PENANAykpQfqpgFb
"I've been waiting for you for many years, Weslyn." I stared up at him, a strange blend of curiosity and confusion filling me. "The last time I saw you, you were barely 9 years old."682Please respect copyright.PENANAYCeWJcW62s
9 years old. The start of my memories. For years I tried mindlessly to remember my childhood before that age, only to be attacked by pain, that burst at the sides of my head. It was almost unreal; impossible. 682Please respect copyright.PENANAzJEpY1ezSh
When I started to question it, my mother told me of the hit and run accident that killed my father and gave me amnesia. The explanation made perfect sense. It even justified the long scar that ran along my back; almost as if I had been slashed open with a blade.682Please respect copyright.PENANAqAvTY32QGi
But after finding out my mother had went through so much caution to hide my birth place from me, I had no way in believing what she said.682Please respect copyright.PENANARDXqCwuMAi
There was only one way to find out the truth. It was, after all, the reason I had come to Gray Valley in the first place.682Please respect copyright.PENANAzgILWAIzUB
"By Luna, you know me?" I asked, not particularly surprised. 682Please respect copyright.PENANAFYIuE9hqag
After arriving in the town, I had so many strange experiences, I doubted I would be astonished by anything.682Please respect copyright.PENANAmWqPcLL5of
"You could say that."682Please respect copyright.PENANAxUXO2Pu83N
"What can you tell me about my father and mother?" I demanded. He raised an eyebrow scornfully.682Please respect copyright.PENANAnHrhBn8ZKY
"What makes you think I'll tell you anything?"682Please respect copyright.PENANAMkTW37vCkD
My mind spun, as I realised he was right. What did I have that could possibly make me get him spill what he knew? I had no way of leverage on him or anyone. Gritting my teeth, I looked down and saw his hand gripping my wrist. And then, it clicked.682Please respect copyright.PENANAmhTWJenAzH
"You're touching your student," I replied. "I can get you fired for that." 682Please respect copyright.PENANAGZ7Nc6cnFU
His eyes met mine and to my astonished, he recoiled. I guess I was wrong. Some things would never fail to surprise me. He released my arm from his hold.682Please respect copyright.PENANA1DsfSzI41x
"You're father and mother were Wesley and Lianna Grayson," he started. "They were both born and brought up in Gray Valley. So was I... and you."682Please respect copyright.PENANAkLLY21x2nv
"Me?" Once again, this confused me. "I was brought up here?"682Please respect copyright.PENANADsyB2d8FmG
"But of course," his smirk returned. "You wouldn't remember, would you?" I stared at him. What was he going on about? "So tell me, what was the pathetic cover story your mother gave you for moving states away from your birth place. Not to mention, of course, your significant memory loss..."682Please respect copyright.PENANAKyCB9WPafd
"It was no cover story," I bit out. "My father died in a hit and run accident that injured my mother and I. I had amnesia from the crushing my skull onto the car door and the glass shards slashed my back, which is why I have-"682Please respect copyright.PENANA58y9Cp7tKm
"Clever," he interrupted. "That was extremely clever of her. The fact that she justified the scar made it a whole lot more believable, didn't it Weslyn?" 682Please respect copyright.PENANAq0x50i06YT
I furrowed my eyebrows, as I recalled the time she told me of the accident. She had added my back being slashed several minutes afterwards; almost like an afterthought. Back then, it made sense that she was reluctant to speak of it but now that the doubt was planted, there was no way I could trust her completely.682Please respect copyright.PENANA7ul7WxgIs5
"It did," I admitted. "I could believe her more when she explained the scar... but if she was really lying..." Who can I put my faith in? 682Please respect copyright.PENANAuP9W8xvHW1
"You don't know who to trust anymore," he finished. My lips parted at his statement. How did he know exactly what I was thinking. "You can believe me." 682Please respect copyright.PENANApJuMLgkNZQ
I carefully studied at the man before me. His stormy, gray eyes fixed with unfathomable intensity; deafeningly black hair, darker than the night sky; smooth ivory skin shone with determination. Nothing about him made me feel I couldn't trust him but at the same time, I didn't feel I could either.682Please respect copyright.PENANAkAUOz0aRXx
So I asked him.682Please respect copyright.PENANAd0oMwU9NDi
"Why should I trust you?"682Please respect copyright.PENANATgx5VLxKrr
"I want to protect you, Weslyn; save you. I'm not going to let anyone else hurt you." 682Please respect copyright.PENANAu2cSjMYwTw
Again, it didn't make sense. I didn't even know him, yet he claimed to want to defend me from danger. Who was he? What did he know of my past? But most of all what was there for me to be protected from?682Please respect copyright.PENANAmVHaiX7EKT
"But, why?" I repeated. "Why defend me?"682Please respect copyright.PENANAxHHr6DP1XI
This time, he smiled. Not smirk, but a genuine smile.682Please respect copyright.PENANAwd8HN6e3F5
"I thought you would have figured it out by now, Weslyn. Surely I wasn't the only one who felt the bond. Even if you are missing memories... surely, you can't have forgotten your family."682Please respect copyright.PENANA5IckABb3Vz
"W-what?" I stuttered. family. Just the word itself made hope flutter in my stomach. "W-who are y-you?"682Please respect copyright.PENANAIZHrAXXBGn
Family. There was something in the way he uttered the words... Almost knowing.682Please respect copyright.PENANAPiXSaxctRh
Maybe, I wasn't lost. Maybe I was exactly where I needed to be.682Please respect copyright.PENANASuqztNQq0e
"I may not seem it, but I've missed you, my little sister."
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