the rest of these people. Someone who just wants to help wherever she can."

"Liar! You're a beast! You work for the devil and demons!" Jake shouts, causing Y/N to sigh. She sniffs up, suddenly catching the smell of something. Her eyes widen for a second before returning to normal, smiling at the boy.

"I'm sorry If I gave you that impression, but right now it's that kid's birthday." She says, pointing to Tyran, "And you're taking all the attention away from him." She stands up, picking up the bag of apples and grabbing Tyran's hand and walking off back to their house.

"You should be very disappointed in yourself mister." Jake's mother says, dragging him away. The boy however is anything but disappointed, and instead smirks at the two walking away. Tyran and Y/N make it back to their house, opening the door and walking into the kitchen.

"Happy Birthday Tyran!" Lillian shouts, holding up an apple pie with a wide smile. She then sees Tyran's sad expression and before she could ask what's wrong, he runs up to his room, his door slamming. Y/N frowns, putting down the bag of apples and sitting at the table. Lillian looks at her, frowning.

"Jake happened. We got back to the village and he was there shouting at us, calling him a freak and me a beast. Ruined everything for Tyran." Y/N says, leaning back into the chair.

"Oh that boy is gonna be the death of this village one day, he's going too far," Lillian says, putting down the pie on the table and grabbing a knife and 3 plates, cutting the pie up into pieces. "I've talked to his mother about it, but even she can't control him she says, he's a wild one." Lillian puts down one of the plates in front of Y/N before sitting down herself, another plate with a pie in front of her. "Luckily Tyran is a strong boy, he got that from his mother."

"That boy, Jake," Y/N says, looking down at the floor. "He knows what I am." Lillian looks at the woman in surprise. "When I crouched to him, I smelt it on him. Wolfsbane. I don't know how that brat got it, but he did. His mother did mention that he went out of the village for a while, must have got it out of town."

"He must have, we don't sell anything like that. But then again, the next village is quite far away."

"Someone else knows who I am, he couldn't have gone alone or someone's given him it. Y/N says, clenching her jaw. "I may have to lay low for a while, not bring too much attention to myself." Lillian nods.

"It seems you must, but don't go breaking that promise of yours." She says, smiling. Y/N looks to Lillian in surprise.

"How did yo- You know what, never mind." She says, chuckling. "You're not gonna get the spoon out are you?" Lillian laughs, shaking her head.

"Of course, not dearie, you did exactly what I thought you would." Lillian looks to the woman, a soft smile across her face. "You remind me of my daughter, you know. She always seemed like she'd be hard to handle to those outside of the family, but she wasn't. She had the kindest soul."

"And I'm sure her soul has gone someone amazing," Y/N says, smiling at the elder woman. The two continue to talk for a bit longer, the day starting to get later and darker. Y/N finished her pie before picking up the other plate with the untouched pie. "I'm gonna go and check on him now, see how he's doing." She turns around and begins walking towards the stairs.

"He sees you like a mother you know." Y/N stops in her tracks, "When I'm gone, look after him like he's your own, okay?" Y/N doesn't turn around to face her and instead nods, making her way upstairs.

Even without a verbal answer, Lillian smiles. She knows that deep down, Y/N already does see Tyran like her son, and she'd do anything for him. Even fight heaven and hell and all its creations for him.

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Y/N makes her way up the stairs, the plate with a piece of pie on it in her hand. She gently knocks on his door.

"Oi short stack, can I come in?" She asks, putting her head close to the door. She doesn't hear anything and opens the door, peeking her head around the door. "You okay buddy?" She sees Tyran under his covers, they pulled over his head. She sighs, walking over to and sitting on the edge of his bed, placing the plate on his nightstand table. "You shouldn't listen to him you know, he's just an insecure boy who still wets his bed." Y/N chuckles to herself, before turning her head to look at the boy. "You know your gran told me that you, uhm, see me as a mother. At first, I didn't know what to think, never been someone's mother before. But your mother deserved that title, your true mother, and she didn't get to live it for long. But, if you'd let me, I want to live that title for her, to let both your mother's soul and your grandmother know that you'll be okay, and safe..." She admits.

She waits a minute or so for a response, but she doesn't get any. She looks at the blankets in confusion, reaching her hand to pull them back, when she does she sees nothing but pillows arranged to look like someone laying down.

"What?!" She sniffs the area, seeing the shirt he was wearing before was over one of the pillows to make it look like he was still there to Y/N's smelling ability. "Oh, you...gotta admit, smart move kid." She opens the window, looking down to see a cart with hay, seeing a deep impression of where someone landed in. "Smart kid indeed." She goes running out before a note catches her eye sticking out from under his pillow. Her eyes widen in terror, she drops the note and rushes out of the door.

The letter falls to the ground, written in black ink reads:

'Going to the cliff, need to clear my head."

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First Created: 1/1/2022

Last Updated: 29/09/2023

So as you know from earlier chapters, Wolfsbane doesn't have the normal effects as it would on a werewolf-like Y/N, instead it's described as being like catnip. But that's because she had gotten herself used to it to just being that of a happy drug. In these years of her life, she wasn't as common with it and it just still harm her. In this version, yes it does harm her- just not as bad- and instead, it causes other things to happen.