Taming The Beast

Chapter 2.

DEDICATED TO MY BEST FRIEND ish_08 FOR THE AWESOME COVER!

"So for the past hour you were trying to tell me that Werewolves exist?" I ask.

"Yes, they do. They're as real as humans. How did we come on earth, you might ask? Well, we were created like any other creature. The 'God particle'. But humans like living in a universe where the only supreme power is them that's why they turn a blind eye towards everything else that is bigger than them. If accidentally we are revealed like we were when man learned how to speak, they become violent and try to end us. That is why we leave them to and with their internal affairs." He said.

So far I know that his name is Raymond Black. He might be crazy and claims to be the alpha of a pack of wolves.

"What proof do you have?" I ask.

Soon the room was filled with noises of cracking of bones. I looked at this guy in front of me and I knew that this was the most excruciating and disgusting method anyone might have ever gone through . His bones were snapping into awkward angles and his hands snapped themselves into the shape of paws. It looked as if he was in agony.

A shaky sigh left me as I looked at the magnificent wolf in front of me. He was tall and black. He stood proud with his chest puffed up. I stayed frozen on the bed as he came to me, taking slow, cautious steps. I rested my hand on his head and stroked it. His fur was soft. This gesture made him inch closer to me. Soon I was hugging him from the side and it felt so right.

There were butterflies fluttering in my stomach and every piece of me that touched him just felt light and free. There was a tingling sensation in my chest and I knew that I found him. I knew I had to stay.

He softly growled and nuzzled his snout into my neck, making me giggle. For some reason he pulled back and then stared at me with adorable curious eyes. He took some steps back and the sound of bones snapping filled the room again.

Listening and watching that is awful. I don't want to see him like this. I don't want to see anyone like this.

A hand touched my shoulder and I jumped, startled. My eyes widened and I looked at Raymond standing above me.

He was dressed in a dark grey shirt and jeans. He sat next to me on the bed and said "There's your proof."

"Does it hurt?" I ask.

"Only for alphas and purebred lunas this process is not at all painful for the low ranking wolves. Just putting that out there that the lunas turn once every month for a day or two. It's constant suffering." He said.

"Why did you do it then?" I ask. Guilt was flooding my veins at the thought of someone going through so much pain because of me.

"I couldn't let you go away for nothing. You mean a lot. You are my mate after all." He stated.

"I'm your what...?" I ask.

"You're my mate. A mate is like a soul mate. An other half of a werewolf. God, the best guess we have, pretty much splits one soul into two and that's what mates are. Each other's other half. It's intensified for us wolves. We feel like our mate is the most important thing on the planet.. That our life is pretty much a waste without them and sacrificing it for them is not a big deal." He said.

"So you'd die for me?" I ask, somewhat scared of something like that happening.

There was a small part of me that wanted to believe that everything that has happened since I woke up was just an illusion. But I can't. I just can't.

"Without a second thought." He said.

My jaw fell open at that. It's not everyday you meet a stranger who'd be willing to sacrifice their life for you.

"Why would you even..?" I trailed off.

"Because you're the only person in this world that I could possible live with, for and because of." He said as he sat down in front of me and took my hands into his.

This was way to inappropriate and unreal to be well real. The issues I already had with men were still there but for some reason not so much around him. Eh I'm a cliché anyways.

This was new and I liked it a little. But it was scary as hell. I didn't want to believe him but I couldn't help it. It's like this primal instinct in me that was driving me to this.