Levi is taller than Eren in this story. This won't be updated regularly. For those who follow me as an author, Attack on College should be updated soon. This just came first since it was easier. I hope you all will like this one. Please enjoy a fantasy story from me.
White chickens clucked around the grass. They fought for the food that laid in front of them. Some on the smarter ones came directly up to me. They looked at me, waiting for me to drop more feed for them. I did so with a smile.
"Eren!" My mother's voice shouted.
I looked towards my house to find my mother standing by the doorway. She held a basket in her hand and she motioned for me to go over to her. I put the chicken feed away and walked the short distance to her. My mother was beautiful. She had hazel eyes and soft brown hair. I stopped in front of her and looked down to her eyes..
"Yes, mom?" I asked.
"Take this basket and bring it to Armin and his grandfather," my mother handed me the basket. "You can stay over there if you like to."
"Okay," I smiled at her. My mom's face soften and she smiled back at me.
"Make sure you wear your cloak. It's been getting cold lately," she told me.
"Sure, I'll be back tomorrow," I told her.
My mother nodded and went back inside the house. I followed and grabbed my green cloak. I put it on and grabbed the basket. On my way out, I saw my sister, Mikasa, with firewood. The girl was adopted, but we had a very close relationship. She wore a red scarf and had black hair.
"Are you going to see Armin?" She asked me.
"Yea, I'll be back tomorrow. Tell dad not to worry," I put my hood on.
"Okay, make sure that you stay safe. Rumour has it that there have been more wolf activity lately," Mikasa informed me.
"Yes, yes, I'll be fine," I replied as I started to run towards my destination.
"Tell Armin I said 'hi,'" Mikasa yelled for me to hear.
I waved behind me as I walked down the trail. The forest started to thicken as I went deeper into the forest. My farm was in Shinganshina and Armin lived in Trost. The distance between the towns was about two hours. Armin was a blonde boy with blue eyes. He was a my best friend of many years.
Armin lived with his grandfather. The elderly man acted like a grandfather to my whole family. He chose not to live with us, so that he wouldn't be a burden. My family and I told him that it was okay for him to live with us, but he refused. A few years ago, he moved to Trost. I had an inkling feeling that it was for the rivers. The man loved to go on fishing trips. Armin always followed him since he liked to travel.
I felt the wind move aggressively against my face. I pulled on my cloak closer to myself. I looked around as walked down the long trail. The colorful trees stood up so tall that it felt as if they touched the sky. Said sky was clear and blue. The setting sun gave it a soft, warm, and homey texture. However, the wind made sure to tell the world that it was fall.
Walking was something that I had always enjoyed. I was stubborn and impulsive by nature. Though, when I walked, I was calm. It gave me time to think and thinking was something I couldn't do in other situations. Although I may seem selfish, I am nice. My parents had always called me an angel. They told me to stay away from people who acted like wolves, because they would only take advantage of me.
My feet stopped when I heard a howl in a distance. I looked to my left, the forest, and listened. Footsteps of a predator resonated in the forest. Being close to Armin's, I made a run for it. I hood came off from the force, but I didn't stop to put it back on. I didn't look back since I heard something behind me.
When I saw Armin's stoned house in my field of view, I ran faster. Coming up to the house, I opened the door and closed it behind me. I dropped the basket and stood behind the door. Most houses didn't have a lock. Something repeatedly slammed into the door and my body jerked at every movement. Eventually the creature gave up and I heard footsteps walk away. I sighed with relief.
I looked up and examined the house. The place was too quiet for anyone to be inside. It was also dark. After moving a table to cover the door, I picked up the basket. I lighted a candle to see the place better. The sun was still up, but there weren't many windows. I ventured the house. No one was home. I heard only silence. On the kitchen table I found a note. Putting the basket on the table, I grabbed the note. I read it carefully, and then I contemplated my options.
Dear Eren,
If you are reading this, then Carla must had forced you over again. Sorry, but we're not in right now. Grandpa and I are on a fishing trip in a different town. You are welcome to stay in the house, but if it's still bright outside it would be nice if you went home. Lately there has been some witch activity in Trost. She comes in town at night and takes fancy for cute boys. She kidnaps them and no one has seen what happens afterwards yet. Your eyes are beautiful, so we don't want you to get hurt. If possible, please go back home.
Sincerely,
Armin Arlert
If Armin had to warn me, then the witch must be truly frightening. We lived in a land with magic, but not everyone could use magic. It wasn't uncommon for there to be a witch out and about, but bad witches were most definitely uncommon. The king of this land welcomed all kinds, but he didn't excuse any violence. If the witch was out then that must mean that the king was doing something about it now. It was either him or the prince, the king's younger brother.
The had a younger brother, but not much had been said about him. The only things known about the prince was that he lived away from the castle, was very strong, and helped a lot in certain cases. He had never been out in public, so it was rumoured that he was antisocial.
I put the note into the basket and thought about what I could do. If I stayed, I could get kidnapped. However, if I went outside, I could get chased by wolves. The sun was still up, so there was a better chance of making it home safely the other two possibilities. If I got chased by a wolf again, then I could just throw food or plates at them.
I pulled my green hood up and grabbed the basket. I walked towards the door. I moved the table and opened the door. I was greeted by a sight of nature. The sun was still setting, so I knew that I had a few hours. I walked out and closed the door behind me. The door creaked as it closed. I set off to get back home.
It was peaceful. Birds were still chirping, and leaves rustled to the wind. Some of the leaves were falling to meet my feet. The orange hue engulfed the blue sky. My feet made noise as it crushed the ground with every step I took. I was almost half way home, and I encountered nothing dangerous.
My heart nearly stopped when I heard a growl to my right. I froze as I saw a grey figure on four legs crawl up in front of me. It paused as it scrutinized me. The grip on my basket tightened as I looked to the forest in my peripheral view. The grey wolf lowered its body and got ready to pounce. Before I could evaluate the situation, my legs moved. My brain only said "run."
I dashed into the forest. The grey wolf followed after me, but I refused to look back. My left hand rummaged through the basket and pulled out a plate. After making sure there was nothing ahead of me, I turned around and threw the plate towards the wolf. It was a head on collision, but it only angered the wolf more. I faced back forward and ran. The sun was still somewhat up, but the trees blocked the sun out. I couldn't really tell where I was going. The next thing that I knew was that I tripped over a tree root. Fear took over my heart as I turned my body around to face the beast.
The grey wolf slowly walked towards me. It growled as it showed off its canines. I backed up to a tree as I felt a rush through my head. I bit my lower lip as I observed every inch of the beast. Its teeth, claws, eyes, tail, fur, and its aura. It was dangerous. I closed my eyes as I waited for the inevitable event to occur. My own death.
I heard something fall down with a sharp stab. Opening my eyes, I saw a sword standing between me and the grey beast. The sword had a black hilt and clean blade. It was so clean that I could see my own reflection. My caribbean eyes showed nothing but fear.
"Move, brat," a deep voice commanded me.
Without thinking, my body got up and moved. My eyes stayed on the beast. The grey wolf tried to follow me, but a huge body jumped down between us.
The body belonged to a man (unless a woman could be more than seven feet tall and had a deep voice). I could only view him from the back (unless I wanted to venture near the wolf). He had a black cloak on. His pants were black and well fitted. Knee high boots complimented his pants. The shoelaces were untied, but that didn't really change much since the boots were so tall. At his hips were two black sheaths, one on each side. One had a sword in it and the other one was empty. Big pale hands reached for the sword that landed on the ground earlier. The fingers clenched on the hilt and showed off his knuckles.
I closed my eyes before I heard the last whimpers of the beast. Footsteps approached me and stopped in front of me. Hesitantly, I opened my eyes. Silver eyes pierced through me with a look of boredom. His face was pale and under his eyes were bags. His hair was jet black. Raven like black bangs hung over his face. The man truly towered of me, so I felt really small. I looked away in fear.
"What are you doing here?" The man asked me in a deep monotone voice.
"I… I… I-" I was stuttering. I looked around and caught a glimpse of the dead wolf. I suddenly felt light headed from the sight. My body slightly swayed. The man looked at me with furrowed eyebrows, but I blacked out.
I woke up to the sound of fire flickering. I opened my eyes, not truly being able to see yet. A hazy picture into view. I rubbed my eyes as I lifted my upper body. I felt something soft fall off of me. I looked down and saw my green cloak and a black blanket. I touched it and realized it was a feather blanket.
I looked back at my surroundings. The man from earlier was sitting on a chair, not too far from me. He still had his clothes from earlier, but it seemed like he let his swords go. He was staring at me. I looked at the figure and was finally able to appreciate his handsome qualities. He still had his hood on though.
"Thank you for earlier," I expressed my gratitude as I sat up. I continued to rub a my eyes to force them awake.
The man grunted in response.
"You're not very talkative are you?" I smiled lightly.
The man stared at me with no reaction. I blushed slightly from being scrutinized and left to converse by myself. I bit my lower lip in nervousness.
The man stood up and walked towards me. He leaned down next to me. He cupped my face with his warm pale hands. They were rough from most likely wielding swords. I bit my lip harder and the man rubbed his thumb on my lips. He forced my bottom lip to be free of my teeth.
"Don't do that. It'll hurt your pretty little lips," he told me.
I blushed harder and covered my cheeks in embarrassment. I looked away from the man. In my own nervousness, I was finally able to see the room. The only real thing in here was the fireplace. I was on a rug with a black feather blanket. Sofa chairs were set together with a table between them. On the table was a tea set. Steam was coming out of the teapot and a teacup, so the man was drinking. The stoned walls were decorated with paintings of nature. The place felt broken and lonely with a false hope of happiness.
I gathered up the courage and turned back to the hooded man. Piercing silver eyes made me shiver. I set my hands down on my lap.
"M- my name is Eren Jaeger. What is yours?" I questioned with curious eyes.
The man stared at me as if I asked him a very personal question. I suddenly felt dejected. My eyes went to my lap. However, a warm hand touched my face again. I looked back up to the man.
"Levi," the man replied curtly.
"Levi," I smiled as I repeated his name with my lips. I saw those silver eyes illuminated in blue for a second. It fascinated me. "Thank you for saving me, Levi."
"What are you?" Levi asked me. I looked at him with confusion.
"I'm human, of course," I answered with confusion. I took another look at the man's body and saw a darker spot on the man's side. I brought my fingers to touch it. I looked at my crimson fingers. "You're bleeding. Let me dress your wound."
"It's fine. It'll heal on its own," the man in black refused.
"No, I'll do it," I responded as I grabbed his left wrist.
"Fine," Levi grabbed the wrist of my hand that held his. The man's hand was huge compare to me. "Come here."
The man led me out of the room. Outside was a huge place. There were many huge doors and a staircase leading up the second floor. The ceiling was placed so high. It was then when I realized that the place was a castle. Outside the window was dark, so it was still nighttime. I stared into the back of Levi, wondering who he really was.
We went up the stairs and turned left. The man stopped by a big door and pushed it open. He dragged me in and I saw tall bookshelves. The room was full of books. Levi tugged my arm which told me that I wasn't moving. He looked at me with his silver eyes.
"I keep the medical kit in here," Levi explained. The man was more talkative now.
"Oh, why is that?" I asked.
"I usually stay in here," Levi answered.
"You live in such a big castle. Do you not have any servants?" I questioned as I sat down with the man at a desk.
"No, I do not," Levi replied as he handed me a basket.
"That must be very lonely then," I frowned as I opened the basket to reveal medical products.
"You get use to it," the man said after a pregnant pause. I looked up at the man and offered a smile. Again, I saw blue reflect in the man's eyes.
"Sir, please take off your cloak," I ordered politely. The man stared at me with furrowed eyebrows. "Sir, I can't tend to your wounds if you keep your clothes on."
Levi let out sigh. He untied his cloak and slipped it off of himself. His hood came off to reveal black wolf ears. With the cloak off, a black fluffy tail was freed for eyes to see. Levi looked at me with a bored expression. While I looked at him in awe.
"You're... a werewolf," I stated the obvious.
"Hmm," Levi rested his head on his hand. His bare elbow supported himself on the desk. I stared at his ripped arms with a blush.
Werewolves had four forms. One was a wolf form to chase and search things. Another was a human form to hide among humans. The third was a cross of a human and wolf. It was bipedal but was more animalistic. That was when their strength was the strongest. The last one was the same, but more on the human side. Ears and a tail was shown with relevantly sharp canines. The last form used the least energy to function, so many werewolves in the kingdom walked around like that. People were usually afraid of them since on the night of the full moon they went ballistic or so the rumour went.
"It's... cute. It's not scary at all," I smiled. I tugged on his shirt. "Take this off too, okay?"
"Right," Levi took off his shirt to reveal ripped abs. I felt myself blush harder in the presence of a perfect man... werewolf.
"That wasn't so hard was it?" I inquired playfully as I started to tend to his wound.
It felt wonderful to touch the man's body. I had never really thought about my own sexuality before since there were never any real dating material. However, now I could truly say that was interested to my own gender. It was weird since I knew people of the same stature as him.
After finishing, I put the materials away. Levi's silver eyes never left my face. I tentatively looked up to the man's eyes. As much as I wanted to know the man more, I was hungry. After thinking of the vile word, my stomach growled.
"Levi, do you have any food that I could eat?" I questioned with embarrassment. Levi let out a low chuckle.
"There isn't much here since I live alone, but you will find something. You'll have to cook it though," the pale man was putting his shirt back in. I noticed that he left his cloak off.
"That's alright. Are you hungry too?" I stood up and pulled on his arm.
"I suppose so," Levi stood up and intertwined our fingers. I sheepishly grinned as the man dragged me away.
Levi dragged me back down the stairs. He went to the right and then under the stairs. There stood two doors. The man pushed the door open. I saw every chef's dream kitchen. I didn't even know how to describe it without ruining the beauty.
On the far end were a huge fridge and freezer, separately. To the left of that were cabinets with glass windows. Spices from all over the place were in there. There was a table in the middle. Assorted skillets, pots, specialized utensils hung around the table. Under the table was a metal layer. They held different cutting boards under the table. There was an stove to the right of the fridges. Next to the fridge was an oven. Knives were assorted on the counter next to the oven.
I turned to the werewolf with a questioning look. A kitchen this magnificent was too much for a man who lived by himself. The place was also extremely clean. There wasn't a speck of dust anywhere. In fact, I hadn't spot any at all since I woke up.
"Levi, did you used to have servants? This place is very big and elaborate for just you," I inquired.
Levi walked to the table and leaned on it with his back. He crossed his arms in a casual way. However, his ears twitched, signaling that it was an uncomfortable question.
"Yes, however, they are no longer here," he told me. "You can use whatever you want in here."
"Yes, sir. You have to eat too," I walked to the fridge to examine its products.
"Hmm," Levi responded.
Inside the fridge there wasn't a lot to offer. The man truly lived by himself. However, the place was extremely clean. Levi had to be neurotic clean freak for the place to be so spotless.
"Sir, do you like to clean?" I inquired ingredients out for stew.
I turned around to place the ingredients on the table. I was quick enough to see that Levi's ears twitched again. I smiled at the scrawl that was present on the man's face.
"Just cook, brat," Levi ordered me.
I let out a laugh and received a glare. I went back to grab more ingredients. I placed them on the table. I walked past the man to grab a pot. On my way back, I tripped on myself.
"Wah!" I shrieked.
An arm caught me by the waist. I gave a sigh of relief when my face didn't meet the floor. The arm around me was hard and strong. It pulled close to the man in black. I looked up to Levi, who easily lifted me and put me back on my feet.
"Be careful," the man growled.
"I'm sorry, and thank you!" I smiled coyly and walked away.
"You're light as fuck. How old are you, brat?" Levi leaned back into the table.
"I'm not a brat! I'm fifteen!" I pouted indignantly.
"You're right, you're not a brat. You're at the perfect age to be wedded," Levi smirked.
"Ah- ... sir... you're a pervert," I became all flustered. How could the man joke like that? That was an inappropriate topic. I bit my lower lip and gave the man a glare. "Well, how old are you, old man?"
"I'm twenty five. You're ten years too early to be fighting with me," the werewolf said.
"Hmph," I pouted in frustration.
I continued to make food under the man's gaze. When I turned to look at him, he never looked away. He didn't even feel ashame to be caught looking at me. As a result, I blushed as I pouted. The man would occasionally chuckle at my reactions, but he never instigated a conversation as I prepared the food. He was a mystery. A good kind of mystery.
When I was done, I cleaned up. Then I served both of us a bowl of stew. We stood at the table, across from one another. I dug in and smiled. I always loved cooking. It just made me happy to cook. I looked up to the seven foot tall man and saw him still watching me. I puffed my cheeks and glared at him.
"Eat," I bellowed as best as I could.
"No need to rush, brat," the man picked up his spoon and brought it inside his mouth. He slowly chewed and swallowed. I stared at him with curiosity. Levi raised an eyebrow at my reaction. Catching on on what I was waiting for, he coughed to clear his throat. "It's… good."
"That's good then!" I beamed. The man, again, looked at me with his own curiosity. "What?"
"Nothing. Are you going to take a bath after you eat?" Levi asked me with a bit of hostility, but I ignored it. He probably just thought it would be gross if I said I wasn't going to.
"Yes! Does that mean… I can stay the night?" I tilted my head in wonder.
"Unless you want to get eating by those wolves, I advise you to stay here. You can leave in the morning," Levi shrugged his shoulders.
"I understand. Umm… do you know what happened to my basket?" I raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"I didn't grab it. A bunch fucking wolves came from the smell of their dead comrade. Sorry," Levi explained.
"Can I sleep with you?" I lifted my spoon to resume eating. As I chew and swallowed, the man looked at me with an amused expression. I then realized how the words that came out of my mouth sounded like. I blushed. "I meant… can we share a room? This place is big so it's kind of scary."
"Is the bratty princess scared?" Levi smirked.
"Yes, so what?" I glared at the man.
"Can you trust me?" The man wiggled his eyebrows playfully.
"Wha-?!" I stuttered.
Levi broke into laughter. I bit my lower lip and indignantly glared at the man. Though a part of me was interested by the way he laughed. It was deep and manly. It sounded like dark chocolate to me. Once he was done laughing, the corner of his lips still pulled upwards.
"Aren't you a cute brat?" Levi smiled at me.
"I'm not a brat," I replied with a snarl.
"Yes, but apparently you are a bratty princess?" The man repeated his words from earlier.
"Just shut up and eat your food, old man!" I puffed my cheeks as I yelled at him.
The man chuckled as he did as he was told. We ate in silence, but it wasn't awkward. It felt nice and natural. I softly laughed to myself.
After eating and washing the dishes, I was led to the bathroom in the man's room. Levi left clothes for me to change into and a towel to dry myself off with. He left, probably going to a different bathroom.
I stripped myself off of my clothes. I folded them nicely away and turned on the water. Once the tub was filled, I slid in it. I sighed from relaxation. Looking around, the place was spacious like everywhere else was. The bath was in the middle and there was a sink off to the side. A mirror stood on top of the sink. While a full body mirror stood to the side of it. There was also a bunch of other things around which were probably for body hygiene.
I quickly cleaned and dried myself. I put back on my underwear and looked at the clothes Levi gave me. They were big. Just huge. I put on the top and left the bottom off. I didn't want to embarrass myself anymore than I already had. The shirt fell pass my bottom, but it showed one of my shoulders. I put on my green cloak to cover my shoulder. I looked at myself in the mirror and then blushed. I was being stupid. I had no reason to look good in front of Levi.
Back in the room, Levi was already on the bed. His hair was wet, but not dripping. Oh, and he was also shirtless. I blushed from the sight. I put my clothes and Levi's pants to the side. Flustered, I climbed on the bed with the man.
"Don't worry. I won't bite yet," Levi joked.
"Please stop teasing me," I bit my lower lip again. Levi's hand went for my chin. His thumb rubbed on my lips.
"I told you not to do that. Your pretty little lips will become damaged that way," the man told me.
"I… I'm sorry," I blushed and pulled away.
"You don't have to apologize. Were the pants too big for you?" Levi changed the subject.
"Of course they were. You're big compared to me," I grumbled.
"Thank you for the compliment," he smirked.
"Oh my god," I covered my face in embarrassment. I immediately thought what he was suggesting. The man was a pervert. A really big pervert. "Will you stop with the innuendos?"
"I apologize, but you're just really amusing to mess with. You're very cute," Levi chuckled.
"I'm… I'm not cute," I replied. The werewolf grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips.
"You are cute. Just adorable," he refuted as he kissed my hand. Then he all of a suddenly pulled me into an embrace.
"Kyaa!" I yelped. We laid down on the bed with my face on his warm naked chest. In fact, his whole body was warm. It must had been a werewolf thing. I looked up to the man with a questioning face.
"I just wanted to hug you," Levi whispered into my ear with his deep dark chocolate voice.
"Sir… why are you so affectionate now?" I curiously inquired with a racing heart. I was pretty sure that the man could feel my body temperature rise. Levi's ears twitched and the mood became somewhat serious.
"I apologize if I seemed cold before. It has been awhile since a person, other than me, has been inside my castle. You're also just so cute," the man teased to loosen up the mood. I felt my heart ache for the man. He sounded so lonely.
"For how long?" I asked.
"A little over five years," Levi patted my head to soothe me. "I also forgotten a part of myself."
"Do you remember what happened?" I wrapped my arms around the man.
"I remember having servants, but one day a witch came. I was injured from a previous fight, so it was hard battle. The witch took all my servants and locked them away somewhere in this land. She blocked a part of my memory, so I don't know my full history. I know who my servants were, but not of my family. For the past five years, I have been searching for my servants. I have been fruitless in my searches. So now, I'm just here, by myself," Levi explained to me. "I don't know what to do anymore. No one recognizes me when I'm out in the city. I could probably start a new life, but a part of me knows that I wouldn't be satisfy with that. I just can't find anyone to do it with."
Again, I felt loneliness from the werewolf. There was also a loss of hope. My face started to heat up more. Tears started to fall from my eyes. I held the man closer as I cried. My tears fell onto the man's chest.
"Don't cry," the man kissed my forehead.
"Aren't lonely? I'll… be your new companion then, okay?" I sobbed. The man kissed my cheeks and my eyelids.
"Aren't you just a cute little thing? It's okay. I'm used to it now," the man rubbed my back.
"No! That's even worse. I'll be here for you," I pouted.
The man grabbed my chin and force me to look at his silver eyes. He brought his face closer to mine. I closed my eyes in embarrassment. Then I felt his lips on my own. They were soft. My heart beated against my rib cage. It wanted to jump out of me, but it had to no way to. The kiss felt so nice and again, natural. It just felt right, and it made me a bit scared. However, I didn't mind it. I opened my eyes to see silver orbs looking straight at me. I blushed harder.
"Eren, thank you," Levi whispered and then kissed the corner of my mouth.
I did the same thing to him as I felt sleep take over me. Before darkness took me, I saw Levi grabbing the candle. He blew the fire out and then I was gone.
It was morning. I stood at the gate of the castle outside in my green cloak. Levi stood in front of me. I was going to go back home. I felt dejected to leave the man. I have come to really like Levi. I loved the way it felt so natural to be next to him. I looked up to the man with my caribbean eyes to meet his silver ones.
"If you south from here, you should see your village. Once you leave this area, you can't get back. There's a magic barrier up and I can't take it down. One of my servants put it up," Levi told me.
"Umm… thank you," I replied. My eyes wandered to the ground and then back up to the man. I stood on my toes and kissed the man on the cheek. "Goodbye."
I turned on my heels to run, but the man grabbed my wrist. He turned me around and pulled me into an embrace. He held me close and kissed my lips. I closed my eyes. Levi then rubbed his face gently against my neck. He kissed and bit me lightly. I shivered from the touch.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Imprinting you," Levi growled into my skin. I blushed from the possessiveness. My hands traveled up the man's back, gripping his shirt. "If you really want to be with me… then I'll come get you."
"When?" I shuddered from the sound of his voice.
"Very soon," Levi replied.
He let me go to my disappointment. He looked at my face, waiting for my answer. I almost bit my lower lip, but decided against it. I peered up to the man with my eyes. I kissed his lips quickly and then looked at the ground. Levi chuckled and then kissed me on the cheek.
"I'll see you in a week. You're going to have to get ready by then," Levi bit my cheek.
"I understand," I answered.
"Go home," he backed away from me.
I smiled and then turned away from him. I started off on a sprint towards south. I eventually made it back home. I didn't how long it took, but the sun was already setting. When I reached the village, I looked behind me. I couldn't tell where I came from. If I wanted to see the man again, I had to wait. I could only wait for him to come and get me.
I made my way home. I ran into some of the other villagers and gave my greetings to them. I finally reached my family's farm. Through the windows, I could tell that only my mother was inside now. I walked inside and took my green cloak off. I went to the kitchen where my mother was.
"Eren! You're back! How was Armin and his grandfather?" She asked me curiously.
She poured some tea for herself and me. We sat at the table. For a second, I couldn't understand what she was saying. Then I remembered why I went out in the first place.
"Oh… they weren't home. I tried to run back, but a wolf chased me," I told her.
"Honey! That was a dangerous thing to do! What happened? Are you injured? How did you escape?" My mother started to choke me with questions.
I sipped my tea. I looked at my reflection in it. I was smiling and blushing. I looked back up at my mother. I had to tell her about Levi.
"Mom… a guy saved me," I grinned.
The teacup in my mother's hand fell. It shattered as it came in contact with the table. I jumped from the sudden noise. I looked at my mom with concern and she looked at me with excitement. She turned towards the window, leaving her eyes on me.
"GRISHA! Get your butt in here!"
Thank you all for reading this.