Blood and Prophecy ║ 18+ (Ménage)

University

Damian's POV
"Tell me you're joking," Will said, breaking the silence after I blurted out everything that happened in the past couple of month on 20 minutes summary.

I was worried. Scratched that. I was terrified that he wouldn't want to associate with me anymore.

From what I gathered, the werewolf was his mate. So if he walked away from this, he wasn't just leaving me behind, but he was leaving his mate as well. To be honest, I couldn't imagine the pain that the werewolf would feel once Will rejected him. And for that, I was going to try my best to convince him that this world wasn't that bad.

Well, except the fact that you could find a way to kill or be killed by someone more easily.

"No. I know it's a lot. But it's real," I said slowly. Will stared at my face. I just smiled at him and nodded my head, not knowing what I could do to make it easier for him.

"And that was... a werewolf?" he said with wide eyes. I nodded of confirmation. I left the part that it was his mate. The werewolf could inform Will by him or herself. I still didn't know it was she or he because Valeria closed the bond.

Will opened his mouth to ask something, but then he stoped and staring behind me with wide eyes. I looked at my back with alarm, only to find Valeria was standing with a man who was wearing my jacket on his waist beside her.

"Jordan?" Will asked in shock. Hell, I was in shock too. I really need to know how to identify supernatural beings.

I knew Will and Jordan were seeing each other. I really want to be optimistic that it would make things easier for them to accept each other. However, I also completely clueless how far they relationship had become. Will was still learning about his sexuality, so he was still shy and hadn't told me that much.

"Hi, Will," Jordan sighed with apologetic smile on his face. Valeria took my hand on her, signaling me to give them some space, which I quietly comply.

We walked to Luca who was watching us with concern. I knew he was worried about me. But after telling Will everything, I strangely felt calm, relief. Like a weight was lifted on my chest.

Will was my best friend and I forever grateful that he was there in the past 4 years. If he didn't want to be friends anymore, I would understand. Of course, I would be sad.

But now, I wasn't alone. I have Luca and Valeria. That thought alone was making me feel strong, and happy.

〄〄〄

It has been almost three weeks since the night I told my best friend the whole new world of supernatural. Will was still trying to get his head around this.

He wasn't mad that I kept it a secret. Somehow, he felt like I was meant to become one of the supernatural beings.

His words were, "You were always telling me weird things. And most of the times, almost always, those shits that came from your mouth happened." So yeah... We were cool, for now.

He and Jordan were also working things out. I had never noticed Jordan around the campus until Will brought him up the other day when he freaked out that Jordan kissed him. He was one of the cool kids with the bad boys vibe.

Knowing him now, I understood why he looked a bit arrogant. He was the son of the fucking alpha of something... I forgot the name of his pack.

The three of us hung out together at the campus for the last few weeks, making Jordan became on of my friends too now. Anyways, Jordan wasn't that bad. Of course, he was bossy and couldn't keep his mouth shut on commenting something that he didn't like. But I guess it was natural for him.