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?
Then I started shaking. She wasn’t go back there! I wouldn’t be able to protect her. And that bastard would definitely beat her again.
Through clenched teeth I growled “You are not going back there, it’s not safe.”
“It’s not like I have anywhere else to go!”
“I told you, you can say at my house.”
“But I’m better now. I thought you guys wouldn’t want me anymore after I was better. ” Her eyes teared up.
I calmed down enough to stop shaking
“No, no, no. Liza why would you think that?” I whispered and wrapped my arms around her.
“I thought I was just one of your charity cases.” She whispered back.
“Can’t you see that you mean a lot to me?” Can’t she see that she’s my world?
“No. It doesn’t make sense. Why would you care about a girl like me?” She explained, sounding ashamed.
She doesn’t have anything to be ashamed of.
“Why wouldn’t I care about you? You’re beautiful and sweet and caring and strong.” Why did she think so little of herself?
“Can we go home?” She asked, effectively changing the subject.
I grabbed her hand and led her to my car.
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.
I made up and excuse to get away from Asher and headed outside. I wanted to be alone.
His house was in the middle of nowhere. It was surrounded by trees as far as the eye could see.
I was looking for a spot to sit down when I saw a bush move out of the corner of my eye. I quickly looked over to see what it was, and there, staring at me, was a giant wolf.
And when I say giant I mean giant. It was bigger than a full grown bear.
Wait. Aren’t wolves suppose to be small? Or at least smaller than that?
The wolf had dirty brown fur with specks of black and copper, and big grey eyes that looked almost human.
The wolf was staring at me like it knew me. How is that possible?
The wolf just whimpered and ran off.
When I couldn’t see it anymore I felt sad. Like when you’re young and you say goodbye to your mom when you go to your grandmas for a week.
I just shook off the feeling and went back inside. I didn’t want to be alone any longer.
When Asher saw me he walked over and snaked his arm around my waist, pulling me close.
I looked up at him and smiled. And I guess he felt me staring at him because he looked down at me, his face only inches from mine, and smiled back.
Then his face got serious and he slowly leaned closer. Our lips were about to touch when we heard “So much for friends!”
I snapped my head in the direction of the person who said that 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 frown when I thought back to the wolf I saw outside.
A little part of me told me something was different about the people in Asher’s house, and it’s connected to that wolf.
But what? And how?
That’s what I had to figure out.
I decided to test Asher. “I saw a huge wolf when I was outside. It was bigger than a bear!” I exclaimed.
His eyes widened and his grip on me tightened. “I don’t want you being outside by yourself around here. Okay?”
He definitely knows what’s going on.
I shrugged, “Sure.”
He released the breath he was holding. I guess he was expecting a fight.
Usually I would argue about that kind of thing, but I had to pick and choose my battles carefully. I had to earn his trust.
It would be much easier to just hear the truth from him.
We were in Liza’s room, laying side by side in bed when she rolled onto her side to face me.
I turned to look at her too.
“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 said “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? I knew right then and there that I had to tell her the truth.
“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.
I took a deep breath and told her.
“Me, along with everyone else in the house are werewolves.”
“Ha ha. So funny. Now tell me the truth!” She droned, not believing me.
“That is the truth, I can prove it!” I told her and started to undress.
“What the hell are you doing?” She shrieked and covered 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 sat on the bed looking very fascinated.
I slowly took a step towards her and she didn’t flinch or anything so I walked up to her and rested my head on her lap.
I could tell she was taken aback when I did this but she quickly recovered and started to stroke my head.
“This is crazy.” She whispered.
I quietly barked in agreement. This made her smile.
My mate is so cool. She’s everything you could want in a mate; understanding , excepting, beautiful, strong, smart, the list goes on and on.
For the second time, I thought she would be the perfect Luna.
I wanted to be able to talk to her so I pulled away and walked into the huge closet.
I shifted back and pulled on a pair of basketball shorts.
I smirked when I walked out of the closet and saw her partially drooling over me.
I couldn’t help but say “Like why you see?”
She blushed and quickly looked away. She’s 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.
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 said before laying down and snuggling close to me.
“I love you, my little mate.” I whispered so only I could hear, then drifted off into a dreamless sleep.