He Healed My Heart

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Spencer Marcelo, the town's Deputy Sheriff and a Werewolf. Harper Maddox, a single mother and as innocent as they come. Can Spencer convince her he is worth the risk? They say everything happens for a reason, they say love runs on its own clock, they say life is full of the unexpected, now I know why they say that. The truth was, I couldn't crawl out of this even if I wanted too, this pull, primal and fierce, to be with him, to be his everything, it consumed me, more and more with every touch, every kiss. It was like I was lost in a spell and there was no way to exit the ride. There are these cataclysmic events that shape your future, rock your world and leave it spinning off its axis, throwing everything you know into turmoil. I had experienced this personally, first with the death of my father, then the birth of Levi and now, Spencer Marcelo.

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Chapter 1 ~ The Move

Being a single mother was never what I saw in my future, I was meant to go to college, travel the world and then find someone to settle down with. Marry, have a family, not spend seven years raising a child on my own but never the less, this is what I have had to do. Sure, I could have aborted when I found out, but as I looked down at my beautiful boy Leivon, his sleeping form curled into a bundle, I don’t regret my decision to keep him one bit, though, I do wish I had of chosen a better man to give my heart and virginity too.

Levi didn’t deserve this and he sure as heck didn’t deserve having his life uprooted just so I could find work. If only things had turned out differently. The bakery I worked at had suffered due to the two larger supermarket competitors opening up and customers could get all of their needs from one store, it put a lot of small businesses out and in financial strife, which, unfortunately, meant no work for me and hundreds of others, it also meant my son suffered, something I had tried his entire life for him not to.

I walked down the hall after leaving the door slightly ajar and plonked down on the sofa with a heavy sigh. “He sleeping?” My Uncle Clade questioned next to me, on his favourite grey suede recliner.

“Like a log.”

“You excited about starting at Johnson’s outdoor place?”

I was staring at the television screen but everything in the room was hazy and unfocused. “I guess,” I answered monotonously.

“When do you officially start?”

“In the morning, after I drop him at school… thanks for teeing that up, by the way, we were getting pretty desperate.”

“C’mon Harper, you didn’t think I would turn down an opportunity to spend some time with my favourite niece, did you?” He turned his head towards me with a dashing smile.

“Uncle, I’m your only niece,” my head remained in the direction of the television but I still wasn’t watching it.

“Yes, and aren’t I lucky.” His words made me smile, he had been so supportive and comforting my whole life. I was happy to be here with him, he had always been my world. “God knows, I would have no hair left if I had any more of ya to deal with.”

I finally meet his mischievous glint with an incredulous look, “I hope you’re not implying your hair loss is my fault?”

“Ah kid, I’m just messing with ya, you know its genetics, your father would have ended up the same had he lived.”

My face faltered, thank god for Uncle Clade, Dad passed away from a heart attack in my early teens and I still mourned his loss, even after all these years. “Anyway, I’m off to bed, see you in the morning.”

“Night Kid.”

I made my way back down the hall of the old brick home; to my room adjacent to my son’s and slipped in, closing the door quietly behind me. My room was rather large with a lavish bay window, a king bed with a bright white and green bedspread and bedside tables each side with two wooden tall boys side by side next to the room’s door with an en-suite attached. I grabbed my pyjamas and entered the bathroom. Removing my clothes, I turned the shower taps, hearing the old pipes groan as the water filtered through them and visually scrutinised myself in the mirror.

I was no longer that skinny rake of a kid I had once been, these days my figure was more rounded, but not enough to be considered overweight. I was blessed with wide hips and a full chest, my naturally darker skin tone was an attribute passed down from my mother’s side, she was of Hawaiian descent and dark-skinned, when she mixed with my father and his European background, I received my unique colouring, the same skin tone my son inherited from me, thank fuck, his father was so pale he turned sickly grey when it was cold.

My dusky tanned nipples still sat perkily upon my chest despite their larger size and hair, naturally dark blonde, the same as my fathers but had a curl to it. My light brown eyes looked worn and haggard, much like my appearance these days, hell, I just looked worn out all over, despite being only twenty-four.

I had fallen pregnant at seventeen to our school’s biggest dick-knob and the moment I told him I was pregnant, he refused to believe it was his, stating I was some whore when I have only ever slept with him. My mother, Juniper, had remarried when I was eighteen and I worked odd jobs, supporting Levi and I in any way I could. My mother cried the day we left, after all, having a one-year-old at the time was not easy for anyone but she needed to move on with her life and I felt more of a burden than anything, so we had been facing the world ever since, just my son and I.

I lost my job about a month ago and things were beginning to get desperate. Being the stubborn, self-reliant mule I am, I refused to rely on welfare, so, Uncle Clade offered us his home and had found me a job, we moved across the country and now, we were starting life over again.

As I slipped into the fluffy sheets, relishing the feel of the material on my skin, I was thankful for having such a loving family; a girl needs that these days. Tomorrow, I start my new job, in our new town, miles away from our old life and thankfully, away from Levi’s father, that I was forced to watch as he plunged his way through woman after woman. This time, I will get to be happy and maybe one day, I will find someone who is able to love me for me.

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