Nine.
"He's back." Ryan announced without preamble as he barreled into the pristine foyer of his home, gripping me tightly by the arm. I'd given up trying to free myself when I realized my attempts were futile.
After the word 'lycanthrope' escaped his mouth, I was unable to comprehend anything that occurred that night. I didn't know what had happened afterward or why he was ushering me out of my house, into the rain and straight into his car, driving us to his house at frightening speed. The entire time, I couldn't stare at him - I couldn't! My brain wasn't functioning as it was suppose to and his words had shocked me. My legs felt like jelly and my stomach twisted and turned while I ventured deeper into his house. Unsurprisingly, everyone of his friends were there - including Jenna and Dylan. I wondered if any of them knew what I knew.
Cassandra stuck her head out of the kitchen, glanced at my pale face and sharp eyes, and traipsed out of the kitchen, wiping her hands frantically on the apron tied around her petite waist. "Ryan, what's happened?"
"He's back." He repeated, finally releasing his hold on me. I stumbled and my hands shot out, holding tightly to the banister of the grand staircase to steady myself.
"Who?" His dad, Justin, strolled out of his office and went to stand beside his wife.
"Cameron!" Ryan barked, the name rolling off his tongue with difficulty, as if he had to spit out the name.
I heard many intake of breaths and swirled around, seeing Jenna, Dylan, and the entire gang staring at me, open-mouth and curious. Could Ryan be talking about the, what? Wolf, man, lycanthrope? It must be the latter one because Jenna moved forward and rested a hand on my shoulder, eyes throbbing for answers. "What does he want with Jamie?"
"H-he said, Jamie looks like Lila." His voice quivered when the other girl's name was uttered and I was taken aback by a new round of questions that had hatched in my mind.
Instead of outright curiosity, there was calculating gazes as they all inspect me, making me feel like a rat in study. "I can see similarities." Jenna finally answered; confirming at what it seemed like Ryan's worse suspicion. There were murmurs of agreements and Cassandra took a step forward, holding up her well-manicured hands and asking for silence.
"Where and when did he appear?" She asked logically, her eyes never once strayed from my restless brown orbs.
"At her house. Half an hour ago." Ryan answered, voice tense and filled with anger.
"Oh my!" Cassandra fluttered her hands, waving for me to sit down on the couch. I complied, lowering myself down onto the soft cushion stiffly.
"Sit! All of you!" Justin commanded, taking the cushion next to me. "I want to know exactly what happened!"
They obeyed, situating themselves on the floor, in a loose circle. I glanced at the faces; some were familiar and some were new. Again, I was filled with a sense of dread. What had happened that involved all these people?
Ryan briefed them through the disastrous event, back taut and jaw clenched. I kept my eyes shut, blocking out the image of the lone, white wolf, staring at me with cold intelligent. There wasn't any warmth in his human-like eyes, even when he'd morphed back into a man. Those green eyes remained shrill and cold, lacking the compassion I'd seen in Ryan's own jade green eyes.
When he finished, there was silence. I opened one eye. The tension was so thick that I could cut it with a knife. Their faces were wary and weary, as if dreading the arrival of this unknown stranger. Their smiles were grim and most of all, they seemed determined. The last one especially in Ryan. While they rest of them were avoiding eye contact with me, he stared at me intently; his eyes were languid, transforming his contours, aging him. Suddenly, the words he told me rang loud and clear in my mind: Trust that I won't let anybody hurt you!
The matter of trust wasn't an issue. What was an issue was my sanity. I couldn't dispense the word lycanthrope from my mind. It was etched there, permanently haunting my dreams. I couldn't keep pretending that I can cope with this bizarre situation while truthfully, I wanted to run and scream in the opposite direction. But a part of myself can't part with Ryan and his family. I really might be losing my sanity but I'd already considered myself a part of them. A sense of rightfulness filled me as I thought those words and knew they were the truth. What am I going to do?
Put myself in potential danger by staying with the Tylers'? Or eliminate myself from their games and stay safe? Without a doubt, I knew I would pick the first choice. But was I really going to believe their nonsense that lycanthropes, werewolves, exist? I was raised better than to believe in all that. They. Weren't. Real. So with that in mind, how come I can't dismissed the piercing gaze of the white wolf? I had proof right in front of me and I can't seem to grasp it.
"Jamie?" Jenna asked softly, reaching out to softly touch my hand. I wrenched it away, shielding it against my chest. It was as if her touch had seared me, burned me. She looked hurt as she retrieved her hand.
I smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry. It's just...too much." Hesitantly, I extend my other hand, putting it on top of hers for a few seconds before yanking it back.
"I understand." She murmured.
"Did you tell her yet?" Justin asked his son.
"Not everything." Ryan responded eventually.
Cassandra spoke, voice soft and earnest. "We should. If we expect her to be comfortable with us, then she should know everything. Not lies. But the truth. Aside from comfort, outing ourselves should tell her everything she should know about us. That and it will keep her safe."
"She's right." Dylan answered. It was the first time I'd heard him spoke all night.
"Go ahead, Ryan." Justin prompted.
He took a deep breath and in one fluid motion, spoke the words that's been kept secret for so long. The tangibility of his words were incredible and I found myself deeply intrigued by their secret...
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WerewolfJamie Kyle doesn't believe in werewolves and vampires. But when her crush and next door neighbor turns out to be a creature straight out of her fantasy books, she has a hard time accepting the truth. But once she does, her world is thrown into chaos...