Denim was obliging to my wish, ripping Wayne apart slowly, piece by piece. As Wayne kneeled before him, defeated, Denim turned towards me “sweetheart” he motioned towards Wayne. He was allowing me to finish this. I nodded. Then I stepped forward and whispered “this is for my father”, I extended my claws and ripped his neck until he feel to the floor. I stared at him and listened closely until I heard his hearts final beat. “Finally” I whispered. I turned back to Seth, now in human form, wearing the pair of denim shorts Seb was holding. I wrap my arms around my bump, turning back to our pack I said simply “let’s go home”.
When we returned I helped our newest members find somewhere to stay for the night, already making plans in my mind to start the building plans tomorrow. After everyone w
