Masen Rogers has been on her own since the day after she woke up from her transition. All she wants is someone who will love her, someone who she can love back. Someone she can have a future with.
She picks up from North Dakota to move to a small...
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𝖬𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖢𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 & 𝖧𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗌
_________ I look to Edward and he answers my question without me having to ask. "He's talking to you."
"Oh. Lit." I respond and look back to the wolf.
I use my powers to propel me off the ground so I can hover over the river as to not break the treaty but to have a conversation with the wolf.
The Cullens look at me shocked while I just shrug my shoulder and look to the brown wolf.
"Hey, I'm not going to hurt you I just want to talk." I tell him in his mind. He jumps and looks to me. I use my hand to beckon him closer.
He comes a little closer to the river but keeps his distance.
"How can you talk to me in my head?" The voice of a teenage boy sounds into my mind.
I smile and answer, "It's one of my powers, pretty cool isn't it?"
"Yeah, like how you're flying right now? That's cool too." He lets out a wolfy laugh.
"I wouldn't call it flying but thank you." I giggle out.
"So I'm Masen what's your name?" I ask while playing with the water from the river, it now being suspended in the air.
I look back to my family, family. Wow, that feels amazing to say. "You guys can go hunt I'll meet up with you later." They look unsure so I pick up a fallen branch and throw it towards them, knowing Emmett would catch it. And he did.
"Good boy Emmy!" I clap, "Now run along, I'll be okay."
He reluctantly leaves and the rest follow. I smile to myself and turn back to the brown wolf.
My eyebrows furrow as I look around and call out, "Wolfy where'd you go?" I say sadly with a frown on my face.
Soon a teenage boy wearing only jean cutoffs walks out of the forrest. "That'd be me. But my names Quil. Quil Ateara V."
He sits down on a large rock at the rivers edge and looks up at me.
"So how old are you?" He questions while looking at me in awe.
"My age I was turned at or how long I've been alive? Well not alive per say, on the Earth." He laughs while shaking his head.
"Both I guess."
"Well I was turned when I was sixteen. I had only been sixteen for two months. It's sucks though. My immortal age is 46. I haven't been around very long." I shrug and decide to sit down while still using my powers to hold me up. "What about you?"
"Oh I'm sixteen too." He says messing with a random rock he found.
Suddenly there's a howling and Quil looks up quickly. "Hey it was nice talking but I gotta go, I hope to see you again Masen!" He shouts while running off into the woods.
I stay put for a second before going where my family is to hunt.
