The day went by in a blur and before I knew it I was standing at Liza’a locker waiting for her to stuff her books inside so we could leave.
“So, I should probably go back home before I get in any more trouble” She said cautiously when she was done with her locker.
For a moment I just stared at her in disbelief. Why would she want to go back to the place where she was abused?
As I thought about it more I got angry and scared. If she went back I wouldn't be able to protect her, and we both knew Jason would hurt her again.
Through clenched teeth I growled “You are not going back there, it’s not safe.”
I didn't even realize I was shaking until I was so close to shifting that I could feel my wolf clawing his way to the surface.
“It’s not like I have anywhere else to go.” She said, so softly I wouldn't have been able to hear if I didn't have heightened senses.
“I told you, you can say at my house.” I reassured her, why could't she accept that everyone loved having her around?
“But I’m better now. I thought you guys wouldn’t want me anymore after I healed. ” She admitted, her eyes tearing up at the thought.
My heart ached for her and my previous anger turned to sadness.
“No, no, no. Liza why would you think that?” I asked, pulling her in for a hug.
“I thought I was just one of your charity cases.” She whispered into my chest.
“Can't you see how much you mean to me?” Couldn't she see that she was my world?
“It doesn’t make sense. Why would you care about a girl like me?”
What did she mean? What was wrong with her that would make me dislike her? She didn't have one single flaw.
I pulled back so I could look her in the eyes, hoping to get my sincerity across when I said “Why wouldn’t I care about you? You’re beautiful and sweet and caring and strong.”
“Can we go home?” She asked, effectively changing the subject.
It was obvious that compliments made her uncomfortable and I vowed to change that.
Back at Asher’s house, or should I say, our house, I felt like someone was watching me. I was constantly looking over my shoulder, but I never saw anyone.
Ash started introducing me to more of his friends, but I wasn’t really paying attention. I was too busy internally freaking out.
Eventually I made up an excuse to get away from Asher and headed outside. I needed to be alone.
I felt like I could breathe easier when the cool evening breeze nipped at my cheeks, and the view helped calm me.
The house was in the middle of nowhere, nothing but trees as far as the eye could see, and for some reason that comforted me even though the logical side of me knew there could be dangerous animals around.
As I sat down on one of two benches beside the back door I saw a bush move out of the corner of my eye. I studied the area for an animal or person, but didn't see anything so I went back to enjoying the peace.
But a moment later a giant wolf walked out from behind a tree and it's eyes locked with mine. Before the fear settled in I was confused by the size of the animal. I thought wolves were relatively small, not the size of a large bear.
When the wolf took a couple steps closer to me my confusion vanished and I began to fear for my life. I had no idea how to act in a situation like this, so I sat completely still and hoped that it would just go away.
As we both acted like statues I studied the creature. It had dirty brown fur with specks of black and copper, and big grey eyes that seemed almost human. It was staring into my eyes like it knew me or something. How was that possible?
Then suddenly the animal whimpered and ran back into the woods.
I was almost sad when I couldn't see it anymore. I felt like I was saying goodbye to a friend that I'd never see again or something.
After a moment longer of sitting there, looking into the forest, I finally went back inside. I didn't want to be outside in case the wolf came back and wasn't as calm that time.
When Asher saw me he walked over and snaked his arm around my waist, pulling me close.
I looked up at him, a smile on my face, always happier when I was close to him, and a moment later he looked down and gave me a smile of his own.
I was surprised at how close our faces were, and when Asher realized his face relaxed and he started to lean down further down.
Our lips were about to touch when we heard “So much for just friends!”
I snapped my head in the direction of the voice and saw Jay and some other guys laughing.
Then I herd a growl escape Asher’s mouth. What was with him and growling? Sometimes he really reminded me of a dog.
That thought made me smile, but then I frowned because it reminded me of the wolf I saw outside.
A part of me knew there was something different about the people in Asher’s house, and maybe it was connected to the wolf. But how?
I wanted to figure it out but I didn't know where to start, so I decided to test Asher.
“I saw a huge wolf when I was outside. It was bigger than a bear!” I exclaimed, carefully studying his face for a reaction.
His eyes widened and his grip on me tightened. “I don’t want you being outside by yourself around here. Okay?”
He definitely knew what was going on. He looked terrified and no one got that concerned over a wolf. Sure it could be dangerous, but he seemed too riled up about it.
I shrugged, “Sure.”
He released the breath he was holding, probably expecting me to put up a fight, but I didn't have a problem with staying inside. If there was something fishy going on I wanted to stay safe.
We were in Liza’s room, laying side by side in bed when she rolled onto her side to face me.
“Why do you growl like a dog sometimes?” She asked out of the blue.
Oh great. Now my wolf was screaming at me to tell her the truth and before I could stop the words from coming out of my mouth I said “Because I'm a dog.”
That put her into a fit of giggles and soon we were both laughing until tears were streaming down our cheeks.
When we calmed down she looked me in the eyes and spoke again, “I’m serious. I really want to know the truth about you and your friends. I know you guys aren’t normal, and for some reason I think you guys are somehow connected to the wolf I saw.”
How in the world could she know that?
Her suspicions were completely right and I knew if I didn't tell her the truth now, I'd never gain her trust. Besides, I was tired of hiding who I really was from her.
“If I tell you, can you promise me not to scream and run away?”
“Um, sure?” She agreed, giving me a confused look.
That was good enough for me.
“Me, along with everyone else in the house, are werewolves.”
“Ha ha. So funny. Now tell me the truth!” She droned sarcastically, not believing a word I said.
“That is the truth, and I can prove it.” I told her, getting up to undress.
“What the hell are you doing?” She shrieked, covering her eyes with her hands.
“Can you just trust me?” I asked when I was left with only my boxers on.
I got down on my hands and knees, and shifted into my big black wolf.
My little mate didn’t scream, didn’t cower, and didn’t run away.
She just sat on the bed looking very fascinated.
I slowly took a step towards her and she didn’t flinch, so I walked up to her and rested my head on her lap.
I could tell she was taken aback when I did that but she quickly recovered and started to stroke my head.
“This is crazy.” She whispered.
I quietly barked in agreement, which made her smile.
Liza was so amazing.
She was everything I could've ever dreamed to have in a mate; understanding , accepting, beautiful, strong, smart, brave. The list just goes on and on.
I knew without a doubt that she would be the perfect Luna to run this pack with.
Once few minutes had passed I wanted to be able to talk to Liza again so I turned around and shifted back, quickly slipping on a pair of basketball shorts that I kept in the bedroom's dresser.
I smirked when I turned around and saw my mate's eyes scanning my shirtless chest.
I couldn’t help but say “Like why you see?” And enjoy the blush that coloured her cheeks as she shyly looked away.
She was so cute.
I sat on the bed next to her and gently turned her head to look at me.
“So all of those fairy tales are true?” She asked looking into my eyes for answers.
I laughed "No, there are no such thing as vampires or fairies.”
She sighed in relief “Good, because I’m scared of vampires.”
I chuckled. “Let’s go to sleep, we have school tomorrow.”
“Okay.” She agreed, laying down and snuggling up to me.
“I love you, my little mate.” I whispered when I was sure she was asleep, like always, before drifting off into a dreamless sleep.