Running from Fate

Chapter 34 - Talk

"It's fine. Give me a minute." My wolf spoke to me, just like normal through my head. I guess I was technically in my head though. This was so weird. It was normal I guess because this was what it was like when I shifted, but I had never done this in human form. I never let my old wolf take over...

"Do you," Matias started speaking, "Do you remember what happened?" He asked my wolf, keeping himself as neutral as possible, not letting his own fear, or wolf, slip through. My wolf paused, as did I, as we thought about it. I remembered everything, other than the parts where I was passed out. Oddly enough, my wolf knew of a lot of it too.

"I remember earlier on in bits and pieces. When I was fully formed but still prevented from shifting, I remember everything." My wolf's voice was slightly less scary this time but still held an authoritative tone. Matias just nodded, looking down at his hands, which were still latched onto mine. My body's. This was so weird.

"An even though his old wolf is... dead... you're still my mate?" Matias asked and I froze. I hadn't thought about that. I knew he still was though because the feelings were all still the same. My wolf didn't hesitate to answer.

"Yes. When I absorbed," that was a rather weird way to put it in my opinion, "the other wolf, I was given some of his 'attributes'. Such as the existing mate bond, that is why your wolf didn't feel anything when it happened." My wolf stated, looking down at our hands still holding Matias's, then back up into his dark eyes. Matias nodded, relief crossing his face.

"That's good. I could still feel and tell that Daemon was my mate, but I didn't know if it would be different with you, or something." Matias confessed, looking into my wolf's eyes. My eyes? I didn't really know at this point.

My wolf nodded, meeting Matias's gaze. Matias smiled, hesitant. My wolf smiled back, only a little, but it was what Matias needed for a grin to break out. The smile on my, our, face faded though, as my wolf broke eye contact and looked down.

"I'm not normal though. I know that much." He spoke, looking up at Matias's now confused face.

"What do you mean? Besides the fact you can directly talk?" Matias asked, squeezing our hands a bit. My wolf didn't respond for a minute, and I was confused too. I pushed a little bit, urging him to keep talking.

"I don't really know yet. I know that I can speak directly and that that isn't normal. I also know that there is something more to me. Something hiding still, that I can't reach. Something, more." My wolf's words were cryptic, and honestly, it scared me a little bit.

Matias just nodded though, not phased by the words.

"We'll figure that out, soon, or when it becomes an issue. If it does. For now, let's just be happy for the fact that Daemon is back, and you too." Matias stated, smiling softly once again at my wolf. He didn't seem scared anymore or upset with the loss of my old wolf. I guess that was a good thing, to a degree. I sighed, pushing at my wolf again to give me control back. He relented for a second though, wanting to say one last thing to Matias.

"I don't know much about whatever operation those "doctors" were doing to Daemon, but I know there were others, and that they weren't the only people in on whatever cruel experiment it was. There are more out there somewhere, and Goddess knows if any actually escaped when I got loose. Just keep that in mind." The wolf gave me control over my body again, and I slumped with a sigh, closing my eyes. I leaned forward, and Matias pulled me into his chest, opening his legs again for me to comfortably sit in between them. I didn't open my eyes again, uncrossing my legs to straighten them out as I leaned against my mate.

"Are you ok? That wasn't too taxing or difficult?" Matias asked, one hand soothingly rubbing up and down my arm, the other resting across my stomach.

"I'm alright," I mumbled, slowly feeling myself fall asleep. Matias chuckled quietly, giving me a small squeeze, then pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

"Go to sleep, love. Goodnight," He whispered.

"Goodnight," I whispered back, nuzzling back into his chest with a satisfied sigh before I let sleep consume me.

Ok, y'all. I'm just a bit mildly conflicted right now. Imma gives you two options, see which ones y'all like best.

A) This book becomes longer than I originally planned. When I started writing this, I didn't know how long it was really going to be. I was going to cut it off after a few more chapters, but there is still a lot I need to get done and introduce, so this would become longer, or...

B) I make a second book, making this a series. I would probably write the second book after I finish re-writing this one. I really don't know.

What do y'all think? I kind of want to turn this into a series, because then re-writing it would be easier. But I want an outside opinion. Would any of you read the second book? Just curious.

Thanks for reading! I hope you're enjoying it! <3