Alpha's Nerd Mate (Boyxboy)

Chapter Twelve: The One Awakes

Hayden~

Why is everything so clear?

Why do I feel so strong?

And most of all...

Why do I feel like I was shot?

Actually, don't answer that question.

The first sight I see is of my Lachlan's beautiful face. Why is he crying?

I feel like I was dead. Was I?

I don't know. I can see from where I am lying down, the dirty corners surrounding that side drawer in the morgue. Wait, I am in a morgue? I get up and see me reflection on one of the cabinets. I look different for some reason. And my eyes colour is red.

No! Fuck no! I can't be a were wolf no way.

"Lachlan, what is going on?" I finally manage to say. My voice is deeper than before and suddenly, I feel so active, so alive.

"Oh my god! My bite turned you into a werewolf. Your eyes," he says, while touching my right cheek, "you need to control them. Think of something. Something you love."

"Your penis," I say without thinking and I instantly feel the redness that is creeping up my cheeks.

"Nah, you can't. It hasn't been up yours ass or in your mouth so you can't live that," he says with a wink at the end. I can't help but laugh. I mean laughing in a morgue, who could've guessed?

"You're eyes are normal now. And I can feel something strong within you which I am not sure about. We'll have to ask Tri about it."

"Tri?"

"Triphena, my weird British mother, remember?" I laugh and nod.

He comes close to me and cups my face in his hands. I can feel the warmth and the heat in it. I bring up my shoulder and cherish that hotness. He comes closer and looks deep into my eyes. He then kisses me.

I can feel the love and desperation in it.

I can feel the warmth in it and from this moment I know one thing, I am forever his. And I will be. No one can stop me from being his, not even my brother, Jackson.

He tries to put his tongue into my mouth and I open it to allow him the pleasure. It feels so dirty and yet so sexy kissing in a morgue. I love it. And then we break away from it.ore like he does. Bastard. Ruined the moment I enjoy the most.

He holds my hand and says, "We need to tell your family that you're alive. And when we get the chance, we'll talk to Triphena." He strengthens the grip and takes me out.

I hear a lid gasp before I can even see anyone. Mom. Jenny Hutchinson. "Oh my God! You're alive. How? How is that possible? You're heart stopped. My little baby's heart stopped," she says coming close to me and hugging me tight.

"I bit him and it somehow worked on him," Lachlan says. What? Did he just mention about a bite in FRONT of MY parents?

"Oh, it turns out your father and sister are born werewolves. Your mom's a human, however," Lachlan says. What? Seriously? All my life they've hid that from me? I cannot believe this.

"Seriously? You've been a werewolf all this time? I cannot believe this."

For the next hour, my dad tells me what happened to his pack and how everyone one of them was killed when a rival pack attacked them in California. Life was hell for them. The person that shot me was, Wayne Cooke. Werewolves do not use guns to kill, then why did he use a gun to kill me?

Well tried to and was successful but looks who's back bitches. It is a sad story to hear, in all fairness. My father's pack was basically a scapegoat for one of the other packs. They were all eventually killed when the rival pack leader found what really happened. And he felt so depressed about killing my father's pack, had committed suicide. Eventually, the whole pack fell without the pack leader.

In all fairness, it feels weird. You know, being resurrected into a fucking werewolf, not that I am complaining or anything. I mean, my eyesight is proper clear now. It's like I have blu-ray vision.

I come back home the same day when everything is done and sorted. My death certificate is officially diminished and Lachlan is super protective of me, now that everyone knows I am alive.

"I am only scared for you," he says. "Wayne Cooke is still out there and that craven used a gun to shoot. Against all the codes."

"What is? Shooting a human or trying to kill someone with a gun?"

"Both obviously. Werewolves do not use guns to kill. They have their powers to kill. Some are strong enough to use telekinesis. And they can use telepathy and teleportation."

Suddenly I feel something and say, "Like this?" Somehow, the tele in my room lifts. And next thing I know, I am on the other side of the room. "What the fuck?" I say. Lachlan's face opens in shock. He comes over to me and holds my hand. "Baby, do what you just did and think of my house and with your powers teleport." I think of his house. His mahoosive palace. Likewise, we are there.

"Woahhhh..." I hear Ashley say. My parents and literally everyone are there.

"Oh my holy God," Triphena says, standing from her massive armchair, showing her authority over everyone. The matriarch.

"You are the One," my father says.

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