She Cried Wolf (OLD)
Part 13

All translations come from Google Translate. If you know Italian and see something wrong please let me know!

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Jackson

I jump up from the bed as my mate slams the bathroom door. My hand has just reaching the nob as the lock clicks in place. I knock lightly on the door and try to coax her out. When my efforts fail, I give up. “Lets just give her time.” I say to Daniel. He agrees and we walk out the door together. I walk into my office hoping to get some paperwork done. After about ten minutes I realize it’s not going to work.

Luce paces back and forth in my head disrupting my focus. “Mate need us,” I try to reason with him but it does not work.

He whines “Go to mate. Mate need us,” I sigh but give in. I stand from my desk and walk back into my bedroom. I knock lightly on the door. Nothing. “Kitten?” I knock a little harder. “Ashley?” I hear her heart beat, and her breathing so I know she is there. I knock even harder as Luce’s worry rubs off on me.

“Kitten? Open the door baby” My heart drops when I hear the quiet thump of a body hitting the floor. “Daniel!” I shout. A second later she screams. The unquestionable sound of bones snapping fills the air. Daniel runs into the room just as another snap sound from behind the door. “Dannazione sta cambiando,” (damn it she’s shifting) I step back as he rams his body into the door. “Merde,” he huffs out as the door splinters. (I’m not translating this)

My beautiful mate’s face is scrunched up in pain. Her forehead has a thin layer of sweat covering it. Both her wrists are bent unnaturally. I scoop her up and follow Daniel out of the house and into the woods. “We never talked about the shift so listen. It’s nowhere near a normal shift. Her wolf will need to be stronger so it will take longer. It will be 10X more painful than a normal shift.” Another snap.

“There’s one more thing” He pauses as we come into a clearing. “Wh-” his reply is cut off by a blood chilling scream. Ashleys body goes limp in my arm. Just as I place her body on the ground her eyes snap open. “Che diavolo sta succedendo?” (what the hell is going on?) she breathes out. “Ashley, you need to stay still” Her face contorts in confusion. “Ashley, stai cambiando. Devi provare a stare fermo, (Ashley, your shifting. You have to stay still) she freezes.

“Cosa vuoi dire che sto cambiando?“(What do you mean i’m shifting?) My eyes narrow as I look at Daniel “Ashley, sei un licantropo, ricordi?” he replies. (Ashley, you’re a werewolf remember?) She shakes her head. “No, non ricordo.” (No, I don’t remember) Before she can say anything else, her back arches and snaps followed by another scream.

“Why is she speaking in Italian?” I ask Daniel without taking my eyes off Ashley. “This is what I was going to tell you. The royal wolves are Italian. And because she was born in Italy, Italian was her native language. She wouldn’t remember any though because her memories were blocked. But now, she’s in an odd spot. After her shift she’ll be back to english.”

Ten hours go by. Ten hours of watching my mate in pain. Ten hours of her drifting in and out of consciousness. I flinched at every scream and every snap of every bone in her body. And just when I think I can’t take it anymore, her body shakes and slowly starts to form in the shape of a wolf. Then second later, standing in front of me is a pure white wolf with one black sock on her front right paw. She looks at me with tired golden brown eyes. “Ben fatto, piccolo amico” (Well done, little mate) She cocks her head. “Ciao amico. Adesso ti sposti.“(Hello mate. Now you shift) I close my eyes and allow Luce to take over.

Raja

My mate stands before me. He is a black wolf with a single white sock on his front right paw. His dark emerald eyes meet mine. My body sags with exhaustion. I walk forward and nustle my cheek against my mates. He purrs in content. I stumble after attempting play. Luce lets out a wolfish laugh. “Compagno di sonno”(Sleep mate) his voice says in my head. I huff and shake my head a bit. He growls and nudges my side. With a snort I oblige. Sleep greedily overtakes me only seconds later.

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-Stay sweet y'all!

Word Count: 872

1/4/2021