Love conquers all

Nathan’s birthday was just one of the days we were going to be on that trip in Tuscany .

It was increasingly difficult to resist the attacks of lust that each time took over. We had agreed that we would wait for his birthday. For me it didn’t change anything, whether or not he was my Mate, because for me he would have been the first and only guy in my life with whom I would have done it.

At lunch Nathan sat at our table and the day before we left for the excursion we were talking about the trip.

“I have two suitcases, I hope they don’t make a fuss!” Abby said seriously worried.

“Are you joking?” Nathan asked and I whispered to him: “You shouldn’t have asked that!”

“What do you mean?” Abby asked, pretending she didn’t understand his question.

“I only packed one bag. It’s only four days.” Nathan said, poking the food on his plate with his fork.

“It’s only four days! Really?” Abby blurted out, infuriated by that macho assertion.

“He is a man, can you blame him?” Andrea sarcastically said.

“What ...” Nathan apparently seemed to be oblivious to how the women packed their bags or rather some of them, so I put a hand on his thigh to stop whatever he was about to say. He looked at me with a questioning expression and at that moment I wished I had the ability to speak through the mind link. He would have made it easier, I looked at him and nodded no to him and he shrugged in response. That situation had to somehow end there so I got up and took the lunch tray.

“Come on Nathan, the chemistry class is about to begin.”

“It won’t start ...” I nodded to him to get up and luckily he obeyed.

“Have you ever pissed off a dragon woman?” I asked him just outside the cafeteria.

“I had never seen or known any other creatures before coming here.”

“Then you can thank me later, when we go out, because believe me when I tell you I just saved your life!”

“Why wait? Come with me”; he pulled me by the hand, just outside the school he took me in his arms and started running, direction: the forest. Normally I would have had something to say, but I trusted him so I opted to be silent for once.

After a while he slowed down and I started looking around, this was a part of the forest that I had never entered. There was dense and wild vegetation, an ancient downy oak, it could have been at least 500 years old. Nathan put me down but he didn’t let me go, in fact, he held me close.

“The first day I came to this pack, I went out exploring with Falco and found this unspoiled corner.”

“It’s wonderful here ...” I said with amazement.

“But, there is something else you want to say!”

“Who is Falco?” He chuckled clearly amused by that question.

“You’ve already met him, it’s my wolf, who already loves you too!”

“I’d like to talk to him.”

“Not now we have just the time to ...” did not finish his sentence that slammed on my lips with his. It was a passionate kiss, hot our hands wandered all over the body, it was difficult to keep them still. We only stopped when we could no longer hold our breath. Nathan rested his forehead on mine and panting said, “We have to go back, we have the last hours of class.”

“For once, I didn’t think I was late.”

“Well, I’m glad, because we are!” He picked me up and started running towards the school.

Every day we took the long ride through the park to get home and Nathan accompanied me to the front door.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning, I’ll help you with your bags!” He said maybe remembering the lunch scene, but he didn’t know that not everyone was like Abby I had only one, packed but one.

“Funny, but I only have one!”

“But it’s a suitcase!”

“Sure, you men are minimalists so a duffel bag is more than enough, but do you see this?” I pointed to my whole figure, from head to toe.

“I definitely see you!”

“Well, because to have this there are so many things to use.”

“Ok, ok, she began to understand, maybe.”

“Maybe, maybe ...” Nathan grabbed me from the waist and kissed me, all I thought was: how lucky I am to have a kisser like him.

That evening at dinner my parents, mostly my mother, showed their concern in letting me go.

“Myra, would you rather don’t go on a trip tomorrow?” It started my mother and it was very unpromising as a start.

“Why would I rather not go?” I asked using her own words.

“Because with the headache, the fainting, and your condition could be dangerous, something could happen to you.”

“Mom, something is already happening, I’m dying. What could be so dangerous? Whether I break my arm or leg or hit my head when falling. I’ve spent my whole life with: Myra don’t do this or don’t do that because I was human . Now enough mom, I won’t stop doing what I want to do just because it’s dangerous. I’m dying, what can be worse than this! ” I got up crawling noisily the chair on the floor puts the napkin on the table: “Excuse me ...” with that line I left the scene. I went and threw my face on the bed I cried my despair to the last tear.

As I was about to fall asleep I heard someone knock on my door. I said nothing and pretended to be asleep. Someone came in and from the weight of the bed I would have bet that he was my father.

“Myra, I know you’re not sleeping, you know I can feel your heartbeat.” However, I remained silent, what I had to say I had already said.

“Mom has always been very protective of you, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t want to give you free will. She loves you more than her life! I would love to change your destiny with mine. For a parent to lose a child It’s unnatural. Until we knew about this damn tumor, all things were easy to avoid to keep you safe. When we found out that we can’t protect you from this monster, our world fell apart. Literally shattered. I want you to see it from our perspective. It may seem a little insensitive to you but think about it. You will inevitably die and you will not hear anything, you will not see anyone, everything will be over. Instead we will remain here to suffer for your loss, for my whole life. I don’t want to add anything else, will I take you to the bus tomorrow morning? ”

“Nathan is coming to get me and let’s go together.”

“Okay. I love you, my little one!”

I turned and threw myself into his arms: “I love you, dad!” I said through tears, his point of view was something I hadn’t thought of, I was too focused on what I was going to lose, to see it differently. My father pulled away and wiped away my tears: “Goodnight, Myra.”

“Good night, dad.”

The morning came all too early, I had closed my eyes a moment before to reopen them the next. I washed and dressed, and went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat on the way. As I approached the kitchen I saw the light on, who was there at that time of night? I asked to myself when I was almost at the kitchen door. “Mom, what are you doing in the kitchen at this hour?” I asked her as I approached the counter which was filled with papers, sauces, knives and snack holders.

“I made you some snacks for the trip!”

“Thanks Mom! You shouldn’t have, I would have made something myself.” I told her, I wanted to say something more and instead I took the lunch boxes and placed them in the backpack. My mother was about to leave the kitchen and inside of me I found the strength to say: “Sorry ...“; she turned and looked at me encouraging me to speak.

“Sorry for how I told you about my point of view; sorry if I raised my voice; sorry ...” She came over and put her fingers on my lips to keep me from continuing.

“I accept all your apologies if you accept mine. I didn’t want to stop you from going to the school trip, but to know that you are far away and with ...”

“Mom, you don’t have to apologize for loving me, for being so apprehensive. I grew up healthy, loved and respected, this means you did a good job Mom. We can’t do anything to defeat this evil inside me and we can’t even predict when it will be my end. So as you said, we have to live the present to the fullest. When I die you will know that you are loved and you will have each other to console you. ”

“Nathan’s at the entrance!” My father communicated as he came into the kitchen. I hugged my parents one at a time when I heard behind me: “I want my hug too!” Val said half asleep in the kitchen entrance. Giggling, I left my parents’ arms to enter my brother’s.

“Please call and answer, otherwise you’ll make me worry”; my mother said, handing me the backpack with the snacks.

“Okay, mom”; I replied in a bored tone and rolling my eyes. It was frustrating how every time I felt like an elementary school girl, but I would have done anything not to worry my mother.