Him [ A Werewolf Tale ]

When I was 13 years old, my entire family committed suicide, by driving full speed off a thirty foot bridge. Morbid, I know. Unfortunately, they deemed themselves unfit to live and ended it the only way they knew how. They had gotten themselves stuck in something deep and dark with a couple of the demons around our neighborhood and their contract was coming due. So at the age of only 13, I was left to fend myself and survive in a world full of vampires, werewolves, and demons. ~ My name is Claire Summers and my family had once ran one of the most powerful werewolf packs in North America. That is, however, only because of a contract held by a certain grey eyed demon. Since my parents died, I have been shunned. Disowned by everyone and unwanted in every sense. For the first time in my life I was completely and utterly alone. Until I met him

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19. Chapter 17 | Purgatory

Chapter 17

“Purgatory?” I question, raising an eyebrow.

Katherine nods her head.

“What is that?” I ask, not understanding in the slightest.

“You didn’t learn about this in school?” she inquires, raising an eyebrow.

“She didn’t go to a werewolf school. At least, not a traditional one.” Sebastian butts in. 

“Sweetie, I think you should sit down.” She says, taking my wrists and walking me over to the bed.

“Tell me.” I demand, after we lower ourselves to the bed.

“Purgatory is a place that was created for all of the supernatural creatures that have offended the king. When your
parents committed suicide by driving off that bridge, they were destined to Purgatory.” She tries to explain.

“So my parents offended the king?”

“Yes.”

“How?”

She sighs, “When your parents committed suicide the king must have seen that as an insult. He created them and
they didn’t deem themselves good enough to live, so as punishment, the king sent them to purgatory.”

“Wait, so the king is like our God then?” I ask, sending her a confused look.

“No. The moon goddess is our God. The King is her right hand man. Her Beta, if you will. She decides everything to
do with a werewolf’s life and he goes through with it. He makes the baby have the werewolf gene. He creates them,
so to speak.” She explains.

“So he’s like her assistant?”

“In a sense.” Katherine nods.

“Is there anything we can do to get them out? Into the afterlife?” I question, a small amount of hope filling my
chest.

“No. Not even Lucifer himself can penetrate to walls of Purgatory. Once you’re in, you’re in there for life. ” she says, with a sympathetic look.

Huffing, I look down at the old oak floor and feel tears build up in my eyes. My last ounce of hope has diminished.
No matter how uncaring my parents actually were, they were my parents and I would have done anything to get them back.

“I’m so sorry, sweetie.” Katherine sighs, sitting down beside me and placing a hand on my shoulder.

Sebastian moves to sit on the other side of me and I look over at him with teary eyes.

“We’ll find a way.” He promises.

“Sebastian…..” Katherine trails off.

He tenses and looks at her with a glare, all previous playful demeanor gone. 

“What?” he snaps, narrowing his eyes at her.

“You can’t give her false hope…” she whispers.

“It isn’t false hope! There is a way out of everything! There has to be a way out of Purgatory!” he shouts, standing up and pacing over to the door.

“Seb….I’m sorry. I know you want to help her, but there isn’t anything that we can do.” She murmurs, looking up at his pacing figure, “Many people have tried before, Sebastian. They try and they fail every time.”

He lets out an angry growl and turns towards Katherine, “Then we’ll succeed! I’m Sebastian Westwood for Goddess
sake!”

“Sebastian!” she yells, her commanding voice echoing around the room, “There is nothing that we can do! Everyone who has tried? They died, Sebastian. And went to Purgatory! That is definitely not a place you want to go, Sebastian!”

“I don’t care, Katherine! I’ll go to Purgatory then! I really don’t care! It can’t be the worst thing in the world!” he yells back.

“Sebastian, its Purgatory! You learned about it in school! About how deadly it is! There are creatures in there that you didn’t even know existed, Sebastian! If you go to Purgatory and you die, your soul is lost forever! Do you not understand that?!” she screams, her face turning redder by the second.

“Then that’s a chance that I’m willing to take! I don’t care about the risk! I will go in there and I will save her parents! It is my duty! She is my Luna!” he booms, slamming his hand angrily into the wall.

“No you won’t.” I say, speaking for the first time.

His glare shifts to me.

“Pardon me?” he spits.

“You aren’t going into Purgatory, Sebastian.” I answer, putting a confident façade on.

I wanted him to believe that I would not back down, that I was sticking to my word.

“Are you serious right now?” he exclaims, in disbelief.

“Deadly.” I snap, emotionlessly.

“I could save your parents, Claire!” he yells, throwing his hands into the air.

“What if they don’t deserve to be saved?” I mumble, looking him in the eye.

“What do you mean? They’re your parents!” he yelps, running a hand through his hair.

“So,” I shrug, “They weren’t good people.”

“You’re serious right now?” he snaps.

Without a word I nod my head and his eyes darken.

“You have no idea how selfish you’re being right now.” He spits.

“What are you talking about, Sebastian?” I huff, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I would give anything to get my parents back and you get the chance, but you don’t even try?!” he spats, glaring
coldly at me.

“Sebastian…” I sigh.

“NO. They’re your parents, Claire. And there’s a chance we can bring them back. Don’t you want to at least try?” he asks, raising both his eyebrows.

“Sebastian….You heard Katherine. There isn’t a chance at anything. We can’t save them, so just leave it alone. Okay?
Leave it alone.” I demand.

“Claire….”He trails off, sighing.

“No, Seb. Just please…They were bad people. They probably deserved what they got. I’m not having anybody risk their life for them.” I vow, “I’m not letting you die.”

His eyes are cold, expressionless. They lock onto mine and he sighs, his eyes slowly soften.

“Okay...” he whispers, looking down at the ground.

“I’m serious, Seb. I don’t want you snooping around behind back trying to figure out a way to do this. I won’t allow it.” I say, shaking my head.

“Okay.” He mutters, looking down at the floor.

“Sebastian.” I say, waiting until he looks up.

When he does, I continue, “As your Luna, I command you to stay out of it. You don’t poke your head in to it. You don’t try to do anything about it. You don’t even think about it. That is an order. Do you understand?”

A small grin stretches onto his face and murmurs, “Spoken like a true Luna.”

“Damn right.” I chuckle, nodding my head.

“So you consider yourself Luna now?”

“I’ve always been the Luna. And there isn’t anything anyone can do to take this away from me. I’ve let a pack ruin
me before, I’m not going to let this one do the same.” I vow, holding my head up high.

“Even if your mate’s a jackass?”

“Having an Alpha as a mate is not what makes you a Luna. Determination and the will to protect others in your pack does.”

“Wise words……Luna.” He bows his head in respect causing my smile to grow into a grin.

Turning to Katherine, I see that she has also bowed her head and I nod in appreciation.

“You don’t have to do that. We all know, you’re much more powerful than me.” I murmur quietly.

“Power isn’t what matters, it’s the title that does.” She whispers back.

I shake my head, “I don’t believe in that. Titles aren’t everything.”

“Thank you, Luna.” She nods.

“Kath, I think we’re past the formalities. Call me, Claire.” I grin.

“Okay, Claire.” She smirks, “Now. We have lots more to talk about.”

Sebastian huffs, sitting down on the bed across from us.

“What are we going to do about her powers?” he asks, training his attention on Katherine.

“Nothing.” She shrugs.

“What?” he says in disbelief, “She’s a demon and we’re not going to do anything about it?!”

“She isn’t a demon.” Katherine snaps, “She just has the powers of one. I haven’t figured it out yet. Until I do, you have the responsibility of looking after her and making sure she doesn’t go hulk.”

“Go hulk? She doesn’t turn green nor even resembles the hulk.” He mutters, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.

“It was just a comparison! When Bruce Banner got angry, he turned into the hulk. Just like with Claire, when she gets
angry she telepathically destroys things. I was just trying to make a joke.” She pouts, looking down at the ground.

A small smile slips onto Sebastian’s face as he looks down at Katherine.

“I understood the joke, Kath.” He murmurs, causing her to look up, “I just like watching you squirm.”

She frowns, “You’re a dick.”

“I’ve been told.” He smirks, crossing his arms.

She smacks him on his chest and he groans as if it hurt. Katherine lets out a loud laugh and hits him again, to which he groans even louder and flips backwards off of the bed, effectively smashing his face into the ground. She gasps, scrambling off of the bed.

“Are you okay, Seb?” she whispers, crouching in front of him.

A large smirk grows on his face, as he brings his hands to her sides and begins to tickle her.

“NO! SEB! PLEASE!” she giggles loudly, rolling onto her back.

He continues his assault as he hovers over her body.

“SEB! PLEASE!” she screeches, tears leaking from her eyes.

 A small smile slips onto my face and I rise from the bed, walking to the door. He stills his fingers, leaning slightly closer to her. They are silent staring into each other’s eyes before Katherine grips the back of his neck and latches her lips with his. On that note, I open the door and exit the small den, walking back home with a grin on my face.

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