Full Moon Curse (by Dream) novel Chapter 320

Chapter 320

Tapping on Aspen’s window has me going back in time. Back when things were simple, easy… Fun. Though I’m definitely not as small as I used to be. Being stealthy is no longer an easy feat. But now that I’m older, I don’t know if we ever were. Or if our parents just wanted us to have a fun childhood, knowing growing up is never easy.

I continue tapping until I hear her move from her bed. I get ready for the whispered shouts, or even her trying to push me off the roof, like she’s done the few times she was really wanting her sleep.

The window opens slowly, and she stands there. But the yelling doesn’t come, or the aggression. “What do you want, Griff?” She asks calmly, and without emotion.

My eyes narrow on her, “Are you okay?” I ask her. She swallows looking over at her bed. “Bad dream.” She answers, and I don’t need to ask what it was about. I already know it was something to do with my parents.

“Well, forget sleep. Let’s go for a walk.” I tell her, reaching out my hand to help pull her from the window. She looks at my hand, then back at her door.

She takes a resolved breath, then places her hand in mine. I pull her out and we walk over to the edge before jumping down, her following behind me.

Then we just walk.

For hours we walk the woods in complete silence, just being together. I don’t know about her, but my wolf is more than happy to just be here with her.

We walk until we find an old trailer, far behind my house. I smile, “Goddess, I haven’t seen this thing in so long.” I whisper, walking over to it and trying the door.

It unlatches, and I look back at Aspen. Her eyes are skeptical, “What is it?” She asks me, and I look at the inside. “When mom, Heather and I were moving around so often, they found a cheap trailer that we could drag along to keep everything in. Made leaving quickly a lot easier.” I explain.

She looks back at the trailer, then smirks. “Sometimes I forget just how much older you are than me. I can’t believe you remember this thing, it’s from before I was even born.”

I roll my eyes, then look down at the ground as memories from that time resurface. It’s blurry and foreign, like I’m thinking back on a dream rather than something that actually happened to me, but I know it did.

Aspen’s hand lands on my arm, “Sorry. I know… I know that wasn’t the best time to remember. Come on lets look inside.” She tells me, pulling my arm and taking me the rest of the way inside.

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