Drabble
Title: No title yet (if anyone has an idea I would be grateful)
Summary: Sometimes it takes time to understand.
Rating: General
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of this.
Pairings: Implied Fenrir/Remus
Author Note: This is my first drabble, (or is this too long already for a drabble?), so please be gentle.
Ever since I was bitten I had this strange pull inside of me. I tried to ignore it while at the same time I tried to understand the meaning of it. Years I wondered along the wrong path until one day I was suddenly standing in front of my maker, my alpha and the pull grew stronger then I had ever felt before. I had tried to turn but it was in vain. Pressing my eyes close in vain I took a shuddering breath trying to forget everything once around me.
“Welcome home my little rogue,” the voice was rough, different then the breath that was ghosting along my neck sending shivers through my body. And suddenly I seemed to understand of what had been a mystery to me all the time along.
And when I opened my eyes again I imagined the amber orbs glowing in the dark while I felt Moony celebrating inside of me. I once more tried to ignore it, tried to regain control of the impossible. But when we all lifted the glasses filled of blood against our lips I abandoned all rational thought and embraced everything around me like a welcome friend.
No I wasn’t human, never since I was bitten. It was time to accept that. Time to be what I am since years.
A dark creature, a killer and most of all a Werewolf.
Summary: Sometimes it takes time to understand.
Rating: General
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of this.
Pairings: Implied Fenrir/Remus
Author Note: This is my first drabble, (or is this too long already for a drabble?), so please be gentle.
Ever since I was bitten I had this strange pull inside of me. I tried to ignore it while at the same time I tried to understand the meaning of it. Years I wondered along the wrong path until one day I was suddenly standing in front of my maker, my alpha and the pull grew stronger then I had ever felt before. I had tried to turn but it was in vain. Pressing my eyes close in vain I took a shuddering breath trying to forget everything once around me.
“Welcome home my little rogue,” the voice was rough, different then the breath that was ghosting along my neck sending shivers through my body. And suddenly I seemed to understand of what had been a mystery to me all the time along.
And when I opened my eyes again I imagined the amber orbs glowing in the dark while I felt Moony celebrating inside of me. I once more tried to ignore it, tried to regain control of the impossible. But when we all lifted the glasses filled of blood against our lips I abandoned all rational thought and embraced everything around me like a welcome friend.
No I wasn’t human, never since I was bitten. It was time to accept that. Time to be what I am since years.
A dark creature, a killer and most of all a Werewolf.