Third Person

A cool yet warm breeze brushed against the woman's skin, carrying her golden hair in soft waves. Nurses moved in and out of the room, their hurried steps contrasting with the tranquil scene. The woman smiled, her expression radiant, matched only by the cheerful glow of her young daughter. They laughed and played, their bond unspoken yet unmistakable.

The door creaked open, and a man stepped inside. Tears welled in his eyes as he beheld the two. A broad smile crossed his face as he approached, his heart swelling with joy.

The woman rose to meet him, and they kissed tenderly, their shared happiness almost tangible. Together, they turned their attention to the child cradled in her arms—a precious gift they both cherished deeply. As the child's eyes began to flutter closed, lulled by the gentle melody of her mother's lullaby, the room seemed to glow with love and gratitude.

Her blonde hair shimmered like silk, her pale skin catching the sunlight that streamed through the window. Her wide brown eyes, warm and rich like chocolate, mirrored her mother's beauty.

Five Years Later

Laughter rang out as a little girl and a boy chased each other through the fields. Their joyous cries filled the air, a testament to the pure and innocent bond they shared. Day after day, they played together, inseparable companions.

Their parents watched from a distance, exchanging knowing smiles. Even at such a young age, the adults could see the connection—an undeniable bond between the two young werewolves. Though the children didn't fully understand it, they were destined for each other.

Everything changed the day the little girl had to leave. Her father's work demanded it, and there was no other choice. Tears streaked their faces as they held onto each other, refusing to let go.

"No! Please don't go!" the boy cried, clutching her hand tightly.

The girl's voice wavered as she fought back her own tears. "I'm sorry... I have to," she whispered, her lips curling into a weak smile meant to comfort him.

The boy wrapped his arms around her, his sobs muffled against her shoulder. "Promise me... Promise me you'll come back for me," he pleaded.

"I promise," she replied, her voice steady with determination. She hugged him tightly before stepping away.

"I love you," the boy whispered, his voice barely audible.

"I love you, too," she responded, the words carrying more weight than either of them could fully grasp.

Their parents watched the exchange in silence, their hearts warmed by the sincerity of their bond, even as they prepared to part.

Eleven Years Later

Now 17 and 18, they had spent over a decade apart, with no contact to bridge the gap. The years of separation left scars, though neither would admit it.

The blonde girl had grown into a stunning young woman. Her golden hair cascaded to her waist, catching the light with every movement. Her skirt fluttered around her as she stood at the gates of Fairy Tail Academy—known not just as a school but as a pack.

She paused, taking a deep breath before stepping through the entrance. Her heart beat faster with every step, each one carrying her closer to the past she thought she'd left behind.

To Be Continued....

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It says mature on the story but it doesn't mean there will be lemons. thank you :)