Grief
Thirty-Four: Charlie
Springing straight up in bed. I’m soaked in my own sweat, breathing ragged as I hold my chest. “What the hell.” I whisper out into the dark as the dream comes back to me. I look around my room for my Grandma. She was just here, wasn’t she? I remember fishing on the dock back home with Cain, my Grandma’s mate. Her second chance mate that she had met when we moved to the Silver Waterfalls pack. It still surprises me that they accepted us as we are Hybrids. A Vampire, Witch mix. I’m more Vampire than anything else. This pack though. They accepted us and let us live a happy safe life.
Ever since I had hit eighteen, I have manifested powers that I shouldn’t have. Powers that are stronger than my Grandmothers in some ways and weaker in others. Normally I have to to
