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[howltothemxxn]

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

“Mom...” Max sighed as his mother fixed the collar of his jacket, she’d been fidgeting with it and his sleeves for the last five minutes. “My clothes are fine.” He said softly as he looked up at her. “I’m fine... I healed, I don’t even feel anymore pain. You don’t have to worry as much.” 

[howltothemxxn]

Max wasn’t as sore as before, he could actually move around without the sharp pain in his back so he was sitting up on the bed, his legs already thrown over the side. He knew his mom was still guarding his door and that she more than likely wouldn’t let him out of the cottage just yet. But it’s not like it mattered, he wasn’t exactly ready to just go running back out there after snapping his spine in half. 

Instead he just stood up, stretching his limbs out as he tried to adjust his back after spending the last two days bedridden. 

While running fingers through his hair the door opened and he turned towards it as his mom walked in.

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[howltothemxxn]

indulge . -Tara

When Max found his mother it was at a bar nursing a drink in her hand, walking towards her he hesitated for a moment before sitting down and gesturing to the bartender for a drink of his own. Once he had it in hand he glanced at his mother. "You wanna talk about it?" He asked before taking a drink.

[howltothemxxn]

After the attack Max was left shocked, he was uninjured but mentally it left him pained as he tried to recollect the last time he’d seen anyone from his family. Where was his mother, his daughter. All of his siblings. Hell even his dad. 

When he heard distressed sobbing Max recognized the sound immediately, “Mom..” He said quickly, turning to follow the sound. 

He found his mother still on the beach, staring at the beast, her entire being wrecked with devastation. 

“Mom... look at me, I’m right here, it’s going to be okay..” He said, trying to reassure his mother as he knelt beside, her moving to grab her arm. 

@crescentxtara​

[howltxthemxxn]

Alone and out in the woods Max felt at ease, he had checked to make sure he was alone. Not wanting to risk practicing at home around Luna or Benji and he definitely didn’t wanna practice anywhere near his family. He only knew the one spell to make fire, he also knew how to produce lightning but only on accident. 

Taking a deep breath Max remembered what Wyatt had told him, it was all about focus and control. If he stayed focus he could control the flame. 

Staring at the candle he’d borrowed from home he stared at it while holding his hand out, “Incendia.” 

When he spoke a small flame appeared, flickering this way and that, he wasn’t sure how to control it or how to make it bigger. He didn’t know what limits his magic had or how strong it would be. But at the sound of a twig breaking he flinched, the flame suddenly shooting skyward making him stumble back with wide eyes.

Hearing his name called he turned around just in time to see his mother making her way towards him from the trees. 

Max had no idea what she had and hadn’t seen, his heart racing desperately in his chest he swallowed hard. “What are you doing out here?” He asked softly, his voice breaking a bit. 

@crescentxtara​

[howltxthemxxn]

After walking away from his father Max was left shaken by the interaction, the sight of his father’s eyes burned into the back of his mind. In the moment that he’d seen those eyes, the veins beginning to protrude beneath his dads eyes. Everything in him had screamed to flee or fight, in the end his father made the decision for them both and he walked away. 

He brought the still lit cigarette to his lips, his hand shaking but his face still void of any emotion. Unbeknownst to him his eyes were flickering between his wolf and human. 

Hearing something to his left he quickly turned his head and locked eyes with his mom, pulling the cigarette from his mouth he turned his head again as he exhaled slowly. 

@crescentxtara

[theartoflonelyghosts]

“I’ve been here all of one minutes and if there aren’t two girls around three foot and three inches tall in my arms in the next five seconds, Uncle Eddie is gonna have a real bad time!” Eddie called out as he looked around the Nichols household. He had decided to stop by while Oliver gathered the kids, knowing that his husband would more than likely successful with wrangling them after their ice cream high.

When he heard two high pitched squeals he knew what was coming as he grabbed the first one to find their way to him and did a little dance with them before wrapping them in his arms. “There you are!” 

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