Earth and Wolves

Chapter Six

I don't know what is happening, but my parents have Jasmine and I sitting on our sofa. They both look nervous, but our guests looked kinda amused. Stacy was just looking like she wanted it to be over with, whilst Devon looked like this was a dream of his.

"Girls," My dad started, "what do you think is happening right now?" Stupid question.

"That you're going to tell us that both of you do drugs and it fucked with your brain and now we have to live on our own because you guys are going to get taken to a mental institution?" Good answer Jasmine.

"Language, honey!" My mother said through her laughter.

"Nope. You wanna take a shot Kaitlyn?" My father asked me, shooting me a glare. He was daring me to smart mouth him like Jasmine

"Um, I don't really know other them it's something to do with those two." I nodded my head to Devon. My father did that growl thing my mom does, but it sounded specifically at Devon. And not very friendly.

"Dad, chill," Jasmine muttered and our father stopped growling, but kept a scowl directed at the man.

"Have you guys heard of werewolves? Like the things in the movies?" My mother asked us. Wow mom. Let's bring some fantasy into this.

"No, never," Jasmine spoke for me. Sarcasm dripped from each word, heavily directed at our mother. If my suspicions were correct, and my parents were going to admit that they were "werewolves", my chances with Devon were going to follow him right out the door.

My mother glanced at my father who spoke up. "Well they aren't myths. Sure Hollywood put their own twists on it, but it's definitely not a myth."

Jasmine and I exchanged a glance before jumping up and running for the door before our guests could. Our parents have finally done it, they have gone insane. This time we weren't even joking around, I has every intention of leaving this house.

"And where do you think your going young ladies?" My fathers voice boomed, halting us. Jasmine skidded into me and then the door. He normally only used that voice when he was angry or serious. Which means the trouble we could get into if we don't turn our butts around is immense.

"Fucking, bloody hell." Jasmine muttered and I hit her arm. I just turned around as she ran and jumped over the couch. I walked over to our father.

"I'm sorry daddy. It's just the way your talking is kinda confusing. And crazy," I muttered under my breath walking past him to the couch.

"Guess we should get this over. Jazzy, Kitty. You. Are. Werewolves," my mother blurted.

"Where's my hairy feet?" Jasmine wasn't believing it. Quite honestly I don't blame her, I don't believe it.

"Or the fact that they turn into wolf's? I haven't shifted," I stated.

"Or the little voice in my head telling me about werewolf's?"

"And what about the insane hearing-"

"Enough!" My father cut me off. "We will explain all of that. Although you guys seem to be well educated on the subject. Devon and Stacy, explain why we had to tell them."

"Oh, um okay. Well there is this thing. Called mating. Well, we are your mates," Stacy murmured.

I felt something inside, as this was an explanation for why I felt so weird around Devon.

"We are here to protect you no matter what, to produce offspring, and yes the process of baring children is a little-"

"That makes no sense! Stacy and I are girls, how the fuck are we suppose to have kids?" Jasmine exclaimed.