I'll never forget those eyes they shined so bright and vibrant as if he was happy to see me if so then why'd he run? why'd he run so fast. I mean I couldn't have scared him he's a freaking wolf for crying out loud I should have been the one scared but I wasn't so why the hell was he?
For the past three days, I've been coming back to these woods in hopes of finding this wolf I met a few days back, I have to see him again I don't know why but I just have to. My name's Tate and I'm a werewolf's son, no I'm not a werewolf or at least not yet I guess. I'm gay but my dad doesn't know that, my mother died trying to become a werewolf and for me it doesn't really matter if I am a werewolf or not because either way I'm still going to be little innocent frail Tate that everyone has to protect.