I rubbed my temples at the headache I had and tried, I swear, I tried to make this clear but...

Jackson kept talking about what we were going to do together when the party started to the end and that we would eat old Madison's meaty sandwiches which are of course a non-stop werewolf favourite!

she? And who is she? Jackson ran to the door until the door opened, "Welcome, Nina, Luna." I immediately bowed to her in respect, as I did, and so shocked that I couldn't really take my eyes off her.

She smiled at me after pointing straight at both of us to take out a box from the bag she was carrying with her.

“I eat parties like this, Jackson?” I could feel his gaze towards me, fully aware of what his features were, but the two of us were stopped by the woman who approached us in her dark blood-colored dress that accentuated her charms, though not tight, and her light brown hair gracefully draped over her shoulders, and her hazel eyes glowed as soon as I looked at those next to me. Yes, this babe is Jackson's girlfriend! I think Jackson was a hero in his past life. “You look so beautiful.”

I smiled at him assuring him that it was really okay before I ran away to sit

on a rock that was a little far from the crowd of the herd watching husbands and lovers flirting, for example, like Jackson who tied Rina's waist and put his forehead on his and a wide smile appeared on their lips, families with them embracing their children and playing Grandfather carrying his grandson on his shoulders.

“This is our 30th Annual Awards Ceremony, our group is one of the strongest, thanks to every soul that has sacrificed to make and protect our smiles in a safe flock where peace reigns and each of you can sleep peacefully without fear of tomorrow.”

Two of them came out with a big basket and started distributing that thing among everyone. It was a circular cloth with a small candle in the middle. It worked like a balloon, but it was very small. Each one took as much as he wanted to make each one fly to a person who passed away. His memory is still in his mind.. That's what Jackson told me earlier.. I stopped The fugue When I saw the basket in front of me.. I just took one so the owner of the basket passed me and passed to the rest.

I had many confused memories while I was in my hands..memories of my nanny, Joe, who passed away from a Rogers who stormed the border the day before, and she happened to be near her that day to be killed by them when I was twelve.. I felt the lights go down from Turn around until the candles inside the fabrics are more visible in the sky.

I lit the candle to blow that thin cloth gradually..till I pushed it lightly with my hands to fly into the sky with many like her. It seems that I did not notice that tear that fell from me until Jackson wiped it for me, who appeared on my side out of nowhere to smile at me and his two rifles shone with a gentle sparkle, saying in a low voice, “Catalya.” .Would you like to know why you are different?”

I met him with an expression so bewildered that I made him giggle at him lightly before he pointed his eyes at him so I pointed my eyes at the one he was referring to and the Alpha Chris was smiling at me, nodding to make it clear that he agreed with Jack, so what he meant by 'different' was another expression of his being an outcast. And they put me away from them as a germ, though I, mankind, can do no harm to werewolves.

Jackson grabbed my hand gently before pulling me into the woods with him to move away from the party venue which gradually started not to hear any noise from him.. in fact I was afraid of what he was going to tell me contrary to what I thought and it seems that Jackson noticed that he grabbed his hand on mine before we stopped somewhere in the woods and sitting with his back against a tree and pointing to me to sit on the tree opposite him.

Jackson said at last to bring my eyes back to him, a smile on his lips..but it looked very sad before he exhaled and closed his eyes to release his eyelids again with some hesitation, "Thus, I'm not really good with introductions, but whatever I'm going to say it doesn't mean anything bad! You! Only different, nothing more, and you are the one who will determine whether that difference is good or not..”

His complete seriousness that I never saw with me I saw her for the first time, he was looking at me like he was trying to get inside me.. he was acting like a beta jackson and not the jackson who hangs out with me. "So answer my question, what can no supernatural creature do and that includes witches or even those who use black magic?"

I furrowed my eyebrows and felt something rattle my heart out of fear of this question..why in the name of God is he asking me this and now...?.

Minutes passed and I was still trying to digest what I heard laughing and looking at him, "What an introduction to Jackson's comic!" But he did not say anything, and his serious features did not fall off his face, and this made my smile, too, vanish from incomprehension..

I revived a dead person at the age of two years..?

It seems that I was nodding my head in disbelief hysterically before Jackson patted my face with his palms with a sorry expression on his features, "M-What do you mean, J-Jackson, I'm human, H-This can't happen!!".

I screamed and barely those words came out of me without a stammer to remove his hands from

my face, "You liar! You made this up to keep me away from you!!" His body pushed him, but he didn't move even an inch and he says I did what the most powerful witch can do to you, not even any creature?!.