Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

64 Walk Me On The Bridge

“I was thinking about your powers last night,” he turned to me after he was done staring at the ocean while I stayed facing the ocean from the bridge, “I remember reading a little bit about it. They are called special werewolves and they were very uncommon to spot or find. Such werewolves are not usually just born from normal werewolf parents, you follow what I am trying to say, right?” once he acknowledged I was too silent, he questioned if I was even understanding him or not.

“My parents were normal, just ordinary werewolves,” I recalled my parents but I couldn’t really remember too much because I was only 6 when they passed away.

I was only 6 when they perished away.” I tried to

anything unless something extremely traumatic event happens. That’s where the werewolves sense wakes up in a pup,” he seemed lost when talking about childhood and trauma, “anyway, we were talking about you. There is no way your parents were ordinary, at least one of them. Do

I should have tried knowing more about them until I

complete confidentiality of the ones who have passed away.” I sighed because it sounded stupid to the lips yet

the look