For bitter or worse

ADRIANA

I wake up with a raging headache, sweat covering my body and a heart that is beating out of my chest. This shit happens every full moon, I have this nightmare about 2 women I don’t know, but I feel an odd familiar thing towards them. They both share the same emerald eyes my mom had. Maybe that's why. I look over at my alarm-clock, but I already know the time before checking.

The last 3 years, since I turned seventeen, I had this dream every month and I always wake up at 02.44.

Why does this have to happen every single month? I think to myself and my wolf Alexis gives me an apologetic smile. She knows exactly why this happens every month but decided to keep that information to herself. “Just until the time is right, you know that.” She sighs and I push her to the back of my head. I don’t want to deal with her cryptic messages right now, I just want to be able to get back to sleep.

I toss and turn for half an hour, but sleep isn’t settling in. I groan and kick back my blanket, deciding a glass of water might help. I rise to my feet and head to the kitchen.

I sit at the kitchen-table and a few minutes later I hear someone stumbling down the stairs.

“Hey baby, did you have that nightmare again?” My father walks in, gives me a hug and plants a kiss on top of my head. I nod in response. “It was the same damn thing as always, the two witchy sisters, the torture they went through and their death at the stake.” Dad hugs me a little tighter, his warm embrace calming down the storm that is still raging inside me. “Come on dear, try to get some sleep. There is nothing you can do about it now anyway.” Dad helps me get up and squeezes my shoulder, he always knows just what I need.

The next day I wake up by my little brother jumping on my bed, he is way too excited this early in the morning. “Adri, Adri, Adri! You need to wake up! Mom made us her super special breakfast!” His high-pitched voice fills my ears. “Rover Goddess please relax. I am getting up now. Can’t miss moms’ special breakfast!” I push him of the bed with a smirk and send him in a fit of laughter. I swing my legs off the bed, grab my blush pink sweats of the floor and I can put them on.

Rover stands up, tapping his foot impatiently. “Can you hurry up; I am really hungry, and mom told me to not get downstairs unless it was together with you.” “I’m ready, let’s go.” I say while straightening the shirt I slept in a bit.

Rover’s little legs carry him in as fast as possible out of my room and down the stairs. I chuckle at the sight of the little boy and his love for food.

Rover is my half-brother and just turned eight, his mom Sabine, is my dad’s second chance Mate. He met her 10 years ago on a meeting with a German pack, she was their Luna’s Beta and had lost her own Mate a few years before. They were shocked, but grateful the Goddess gave them a second chance for love. Sabine is the mom I never had, she treats me and Rover as equals and I love her for that.