A MATE’S MEMORY LANE (PART 2)

“Helena! Come downstairs, you have a visitor!” her mother said right at the bottom of the stairs, as she stood on the first floor of the large house.

It was not even a week after her 18th birthday, and she and her wolf, Kira had been spending all the time they could getting to know each other during this time.

“Who is it mom?” she asked aloud, completely sure that she was not expecting any visitors. In fact, Helena was the social-but-distant kind of girl. Many people knew her and got along with her, but not a tenth of them talked to her outside of the very impersonal environments that they shared, which was mainly elementary, middle, and high school.

And, to make it more interesting, at the time, all of her three friends were already sleeping at that hour, so she knew it wouldn’t be any of them.

“There’s a boy at the door, and insists that he’s your friend. He said that he needs to talk to you,” the lady said to her daughter with a very thick accent. “I don’t think I’ve seen him bef