17 years old,
Seems like an insignificant age to many, but to werewolves, it is the most important age in their lives.
Leianne Reinne is a highschool student; hot boyfriend, male and female best friend and supportive brother. On the horizon of her...
"I'm feeling alright. I don't remember what happened." She replies.
"Maybe that's for the best," I say.
"I'm going to go lie down upstairs," Leianne says.
"I'll show you where your room is," I say.
"That's sweet of you, Jerome," Lenora says, and I nod.
"This is it," I say.
"I'm not surprised. This room has definitely been touched by me." Lei says, "Thanks for showing me."
"Go take a rest babe," I say, her body jerking in response.
"Jerome, I'm remembering," She says.
"What's on your mind?" I ask. I guide her to her bed, then sit at her computer desk. I watch myself expectingly.
"I remember the Beta challenge. Also, you were introduced as the Alpha's son. Falling into your arms a million and one times. I kissed you at a bar, after getting heartbroken. I also remember the news of your betrothal to my mother. That's where it stops." She says.
"You're getting there. You'll know all the answers to your questions without me. Call me if you need anything." I say.
I turn back to look at her from the door and she pulls the comforter to cover her blushing face. I stare at her relaxed face as she rests peacefully. I close her door gently and check on Lenora to see her fast asleep too.
