* 2 years later *
Leaning against the balcony of the New York pent house I and Matthew shared, with a hot cup of coffee in my hands while I watched New York life go about below me. People rushing into work, some walking without a care in the world. So different from Beacon Hills with its forest and landscape.
"Guess who's got a date tonight baby!?" A voice interrupts my trail of thoughts. I roll my eyes at his antics. Two years went by and he still hasn't changed a bit.
"Let me guess, Mr. Antern who lives down the street? Please tell me its with Janet across the street, I mean I kind of knew that they liked each other-" I stop talking when I look at Matthew's face, looking at me with a deadpanned expression.
He seemed unimpressed with my words. I snicker under my breath.
"HAHA, you aren't as funny as you think you're" he sneers at me, his face becomes red with frustration. Making me burst out laughing this time. There wasn't a day were we went without pulling eachothers leg.
I shrug "but the expression on your face made it worth it."
Matthew moves towards the kitchen island, filling the kettle with water to brew some coffee.
"You know I was thinking about something.." I trail off.
"About what?" He asks me with his back turned towards me.
"I think it's time to go back" I reply back.
My words make him halt in his actions, slowly turning towards me I watch a smile take over his features, lighting up his face.
me" he finally says
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2 days
everyone had fallen back into the routine faster than he'd thought after the attack. years went so painfully slow though. Looking up at
s, it took a lot of restraint on his and his wolf's behalf to not to reach out to her. She wanted her space, and he wanted to respect her choices. But
n his darkness, his son made him stronger and willed him to be his best versio
They visited the clearing where Damien's mother had planted a beautiful garden. Also where her and Emily's grave was. T
. He had matured and thought more rationally before taking actions. He had come to
the flowers, with Elijah running his hands through the soft p
a new scent, immediately alerting Damien. A scen
ing tricks on him but the snapping of the twi
er, hair flowing till the middle of her back. Honey colored eyes shining brighter. She had changed. She loo
ll of awe, slowl
He even looked more buffed up than the last time she saw him. A figure moving beside him caught her attention. Tur
her with those same piercing grey eyes and brown hair. The only thing was that Elijah had a
ay about how she'd taken care of him when his father couldn't. He never got to meet his mother so hearing his father talk about another woman so
enity's neck, who had crouched down when s
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ps to curve up. Even though she'd asked Elijah the questio
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