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I was outside just looking at the now cloudy sky. It was honestly such a terrible season to me some days since the sun wasn't shining. Then all the snow in my way when I like to be able to walk.

I kinda felt like I had this dangerous feeling. I just shrugged it off and went along.

"Malikai!" I looked over at Kyle and smiled. He grabbed my hands letting them go right away. He stood to my left.

"What do you need?" I asked.

"Well you were all alone in the woods and I don't want anyone to get you."

I smiled. "I can hold my own." I chuckled.

"I know but I care." He told me pouting a little.

"I know."

I heard the sound of an arrow being set free and didn't know where it was going till Kyle's hand was gripping the arrow by the head.

I looked at it and he dropped it.

I heard bullets being shot and soon Kyle was gone.

I saw a guy in black walking forward.

His eyes a blue and his hair a dark and light brown. I was frozen in the snow and couldn't move with that gun pointed to my head.

He screamed in pain and I looked at Kyle with his teeth sunk into his shoulder.

He pulled away and the man fell and Kyle smiled at me.

I saw the blood in his mouth and he didn't look okay. His tan skin now pain.

"Alfred!" I screamed and ran over to him. I hit his face a couple times and he didn't respond. I was crying and kept screaming his father's name.

He ran over with Beth and my father and saw me crying over Kyle.

Everything seemed to slowdown as soon and Beth pulled away from her child. I screamed and tried to break away but she grabbed me and pulled me into a reassuring hug. Alfred pulled him away and my father took the guy that was trying to kill me now unconscious himself.

I walked beside Beth her arm holding my crying form close. The guy was sat in the chair and mended back together and Kyle was on the couch. Alfred gave me permission to have his head on my lap so I could be close and the first thing he saw when he woke up to know that his mate was okay.

I petted him crying myself to sleep every so often. My dreams only being based are my now sleeping prince who I was hoping had just passed out from biting that guy. He was on the chair close to Kyle's feet and every so often when I would wake up out of the blue and glare at him for what he had put upon the one that I was falling for after he had made me his one and only love.

The man was pretty handsome. His eyes were a nice kinda blue mixed with green then the color of his hair was a nice brown. I somewhat wanted to know his name craving the revenge of what he had caused me. I wanted him to never open  his eyes again. I never wanted him to wake up. I wanted him to crumble under me fist- . . . Kyle's hand held mine to his heartbeat making me look down at him.

"I thought I told you to pay attention to me and only me?" He kinda laughed at his words. His laugh was not so seen but when it was it was so contagious. I started laughing a little to the sound of his laugh and the sparkle of his smile.

Another thing about Kyle is that when he smiles it always seems to sparkle. It was like it snowed just the night before yet when you opened you door or looked out the window and the sun was shining so bright on those little snowflakes to make them sparkle like glitter. His eyes did that too. Well they just kinda glittered like the snow when he was outside in the sun. But mostly they were sharp icicles that were being throw at you. Or they were soft and fluffy like newly fallen snow.

He always seemed to intrigue me when I don't think he will. He was just very interesting and always kept my mind in the crazy thoughts of only him. I sometimes thought of other people slash wendigos but my mind has never once not thought of him in one day since he made me his.

"You okay?" He asked knocking me right out of my thoughts.

"Yeah I was just scared that you were dead for a while. I mean I love Alfred and Beth and my father. They're always there for me but I'd rather have you." I explained and he smiled.

"I'll never die as long as I have you close. I'll stay right here with you and keep you safe. I'll make sure no one ever touches you or makes me cry. You're mine and I am your's there is nothing that could change that. Nothing in this world or any other. You are mine and mine only. If anyone were to hurt you they wouldn't live to see another day."

"Damon lived to see another day."

He was quiet for a while probably in thought. He growled.

"Okay that wasn't my fault though it was because of my father. He didn't let me end Damon's life. I wanted to."

"I know and as a consequence you were knocked out and I hated that he had called you a monster and I yelled in Russian and I wanted to rip his throat out. I remember exactly what happened. But that guy that you bit wasn't a wendigo like you so I don't see why you blacked out." 

"He probably did something to his disgusting blood. He's a wendigo hunter. They put like a poison on their shoulders and necks or just on any part of skin that isn't covered. It makes it so that if a wendigo were to harm them by try to bite them they would either die or pass out. So his actually wasn't that strong because I'm still here and I just passed out. Before with my ancestors the stuff was way stronger but we evolved and now we just pass out."

"What were your ancestors names?"

"Beatrice and Ethan is what I want to say. I think that the guy's name was something else though. My father would know more than I would. Plus I'm still kinda whoosey from that stuff I was knocked out with."

"Did your ancestors die from that?"

"No actually they had an agreement with the hospital. If someone were to die they would be able to either take the corpse or eat it as they place there for food. They weren't hunted because they acted so kindly to what could have been considered food. They wore contacts a lot too so they wouldn't be seen as the enemy. Just as some friendly folk."

"How long do wendigos live?" I asked.

"As long as we would like to. I don't know if they're still alive to this day." He answered the next question I was gonna ask and made me laugh.

"I hope they are I love to meet them someday."

"And they would be charmed to meet you I am sure."