We were connected.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtvMJfJqa6T
As weird as it seemed, I shared a bond with my new lycanthropy teacher, Mr Grayson, from the moment I met him.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCHhO6j9IrH
"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."842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBHGrrjzZy0
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. 842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0S4vopVwUr
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.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN4Sk7oItc9
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.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLpaEMZweHJ
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.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnEECv0R4ef
"By Luna, you know me?" I asked, not particularly surprised. 842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlTrK3Psn8r
After arriving in the town, I had so many strange experiences, I doubted I would be astonished by anything.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvLVABS2yEa
"You could say that."842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCzFkM9xr4y
"What can you tell me about my father and mother?" I demanded. He raised an eyebrow scornfully.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi1sCHmKhQI
"What makes you think I'll tell you anything?"842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEDa9uJQ6sJ
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.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ40UfzxR7Jd
"You're touching your student," I replied. "I can get you fired for that." 842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpVBpfHsYvE
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.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWvy5u5eADc
"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."842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6B9rfa7N9V
"Me?" Once again, this confused me. "I was brought up here?"842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡozmj0CRC6Q
"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..."842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf9vOQKcE9N
"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-"842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAocLemg5xT
"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?" 842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeJkUT5zMJZ
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.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKHxrcQABPJ
"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? 842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4uV4TLG5aA
"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." 842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡITkxc19s3R
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.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0obfT6LSyP
So I asked him.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh8oPcgwFum
"Why should I trust you?"842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgx4bHw3PTe
"I want to protect you, Weslyn; save you. I'm not going to let anyone else hurt you." 842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQnNkllzcte
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?842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKee929u5g9
"But, why?" I repeated. "Why defend me?"842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiDrauBvb7r
This time, he smiled. Not smirk, but a genuine smile.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDfcYr1MAdQ
"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."842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwTl4FnkMs2
"W-what?" I stuttered. family. Just the word itself made hope flutter in my stomach. "W-who are y-you?"842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡspJtyEBxUg
Family. There was something in the way he uttered the words... Almost knowing.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQIUutD2mXb
Maybe, I wasn't lost. Maybe I was exactly where I needed to be.842Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHMjTJnTFZ0
"I may not seem it, but I've missed you, my little sister."
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