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Chapter 26: Tell Me Your Story

Madison left the house and waited at the Notting Hill gate station entrance, it was 1:15 and she started to think Rodrigo wasn't coming, perhaps he had forgotten. Her stomach was full of fluttering butterflies, she'd never felt so nervous, and she suddenly felt very aware of the many eyes that seemed to be watching her and she reprimanded herself for being so paranoid.

' I hope you haven't been waiting long?' Madison jumped as Rodrigo stood behind her, he was dressed all in black and he looked more handsome than he had last night,

' No not long, so where are we going?'

' My place come we can walk there easily' they began walking, he didn't speak and his mind was blank and she noticed his eyes were shifting around as though he was making sure no one followed them. They walked to north Kensington and stopped outside a stuccoed Victorian house and he pulled his keys out of his coat pocket,

' I thought you had a little place' Madison stared up at the town house and he smiled modestly, she followed him inside and watched him lock the front door again, she raised her eyebrows surprised,

' Can't be too careful with people like your grandfather about' she nodded agreeing with him and followed him into the lounge, it was nicely decorated in creams with black leather sofas,

' Please sit' he indicated to the chair, he stood behind her first though and took her coat, he silently inhaled her scent, he had focused on it all last night but it had been mingled with everyone else's now he could smell it in its purest for.

' Can I get you a drink?'

' Erm yes thank you what do you have?'

' You seem cold and nervous how about whiskey?'

' Sounds good' Madison didn't even try denying any of his judgements because they were correct, he came back moments later with two glasses and a bottle, she watched him pour them each a glass and sipped hers, he pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and offered her one, she took it gratefully and he lit it for her, he sat back in his chair exhaling smoke as he did and studying her intensely again,

' I've heard a lot about you from Miles, he is very fond of you' she smiled at the statement,

' Though I suppose you have many questions, feel free to ask me anything I wont lie to you' Madison sipped her whiskey thoughtfully and took a drag on her cigarette before she spoke,

' How old are you?' he smiled

' 770 in wolf years, 30 in human'

' Wow and I thought I'd heard you wrong last night when you said 800 years, where are you from?'

' I was born in Brazil, but in my years I have had the fortune to travel to many places'

' What's it like to be a werewolf?' his smile dropped slightly

' I suppose if it is by choice it is the greatest feeling, but for those like myself who had no say and had this life forced upon them, there is resentment' Madison watched him, he leaned forward putting his cigarette out in the ashtray and ran his free hand through his hair,

' I should tell you the full story for you to understand fully, as I said I was 30 years old when I was turned, I had sunk into depression, my family were dead and I had never found a woman I was willing to call my wife, I was alone and in loneliness I sought comfort in drinking, this was to be my downfall' he paused and looked at her,

' You don't have to tell me if it's too painful' she offered him an escape but he shook his head,

' I would like you to know, as I was saying I was at this point a heavy drinker and I also turned to gambling one night I beat the wrong man, as I stumbled home he attacked me, I'd never felt physical pain like it as he sank those blood stained, rotting teeth into my chest, I screamed in pain but no body came, I was left alone and confused, bleeding to death in the dark, I crawled home and weeks later when the next full moon arrived I transformed for the first time' Madison shook slightly and in seconds he was in front of her, he took the glass from her hand and placed it on the table, he held her hands in his and looked at them, he traced the small scar on the top of her hand where she'd burnt it on the oven, it was barely visible anymore but he found it,

' It is a terrible thing to be newborn into any kind and have no one to show you the way, I roamed for years trying to take control of myself, I shut myself off from civilisation until I mastered the art of transforming at will and denying the moon her sway over me, only when I could control myself did I begin to reconnect with humanity'

' Have you made any others' other than Miles?'

' No, and I've had thousands ask and beg me to turn them, but I know who truly wants it, I know who seeks the freedom and those who seek it for revenge, when Miles came to me, he befriended me thinking I was human, I only revealed myself to save his life from one of those who took the immortality of the wolf for revenge, those who take the gift with revenge and hatred in their heart will never be free of those feelings, and this wolf decided to take his rage out on Miles, I have come to regard Miles as my closest friend so naturally I stepped in as his protector, after he saw what I was he didn't run in fear, he didn't shun me and he didn't ask me to turn him'

' So when did you turn him?' he was still crouching perfectly still in front of her his hands still holding hers,

' It was over a year later when he broached the subject, I knew he had been thinking about it the whole time and I knew why he wanted it'

' Why did he?'

' His reasons are his own, I cannot betray his confidence, we discussed it at great length, knowing your families past I asked him to discuss it with them, after hours of talking they agreed that if it was what he wanted and if I promised to guide him through it, then he had their blessing, his transformation was just like everyone else's but from the start I took him away from civilisation and taught him to transform when he wanted or needed to without the moons influence, he was strong throughout the whole thing'

' Thank you' he looked up at her, her voice had been quiet

' What for?'

' Being there for him' he smiled and put his head down again,

' Now tell me of your life, everything you can remember'

' Well…erm… I was born here in London, spent my early years here, went out to America for high school and met Drew and everything changed from there, I agreed to marry him, much to the displeasure of my family, we moved away and then the abuse started'

' How did it start?'

' Small things, I wasn't allowed a cell phone, I wasn't allowed out without him, no make up, only wearing what he approved of, then it turned more violent, with the occasional slap or punch, then he got worse, he'd throw me down the stairs because his shirt wasn't folded how he liked or he'd slam my head into a wall because his dinner was too hot or too cold' she noticed Rodrigo's hands release hers and clench into fists,

' The violence continued for years sometimes worse than others, there were points when he almost killed me and for some unknown reason I stayed, then one day I decided to leave'

' Your brother always said you'd decide to leave on your own without being pushed' she smiled, Miles really did know her too well,

' So Rodrigo when did you discover you could hear thoughts?'