28 A Real Father. (2/2)
”I don't care what you think anymore, a real father wouldn't do that”
”A real farher!? Now you talk to me about being a real father! If i wasn't a real father you'd be dead already Rachel!”
”That so? Don't call me by that name, i gave myself that name, you called me Guinevere”
”And i love both of you equally as much! Because you're my daughter! Regardless of who you want to be! You are my flesh and blood!”
She growled ”Save it, your little speech changes nothing!” She said and stepped forward bringing her claws out.
”You leave me no choice” He said springing his claws aswell.
”I dont care if i die here! Ive been a mistake all my life anayway!” She roared and jumped. But Quintin swiftly moved around her and struck her hard behind her head, fainted she crashed and slid all the way to Natasha's feet.
”Not a mistake Guinevere, only misunderstood” Quintin said saddened.
Natasha stood back squirming.
”Too close! Too close!!”
”Shes out cold now” Quintin said comming over and picking her up.
”She was your daughter?”
”Still is”
”How will you fix her?”
”In my dumb brain i thought i already fixed her, but realised she didn't need fixing. I will go and try to get her to change her ways... As for you Natasha, Im actually supposed to kill you, you are now a rogue cursed wolf, its a bitten wolf without an alpha”
”But! I dont understand! Derrick broke my neck, i should be dead!”
”Seth wanted to hurt Derrick through you, and he succeeded, Derrick thinks youre dead, lets keep it that way”
”Uh, what do i do then?”
”Go to your house pack a bag, take a bus to the kruger national park. There you can live in the bush and your wolf side will hunt animals in the area, preventing humans from being in harms way. You'll reach the place before sunset, then go as deep into the bush as you can”
”So i have to stay there between the animals for the rest of my life?”
”No, there is a cure for werewolves, but its complicated”
”Complicated how?”
”Its a long story, go now, if i find a way to help you i will come get you” she nodded and ran off.
Quintin looked at the Ratel standing still in the front yard, he went over to it and knocked.
”Koos!?”
All he heard was bloodthirsty roars and claws against steel. Quintin drew his ears back, not them aswell. They'll figure out in the morning how to handle the situation, Quintin turned and lept away.
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