Twin Wolves - Damian

PART 22 - ELLE

"So, you're telling me you're a supernatural being: a werewolf. And I'm your soulmate?" I ask, not sounding very convinced. I am, though. Well, kind of. It's obvious Damian isn't a normal guy, I knew that from the moment I met him.

It's hard to tell if that's actually the logical part of my brain speaking, because I can imagine my brain would just believe what it wants to believe right now. A hot guy is telling me he's super powerful and he wants me. Like, he wants me, and only me.

But even if I try to be realistic, it makes sense. The way he ran so impossibly fast, the way he acts as if I'm a drug to him. It adds up.

"I didn't want to get into this relationship keeping a huge secret. I get that this must sound really weird and all. But, I can prove it to you, if you want."

"Are you going to give me some kind of demonstration?"

"Well, I could transform into my wolf form?"

Okay, now I don't really long to see a hairy Damian (what do werewolves look like anyway?), but this is probably the only way to be certain.

"Don't you need to wait for a full moon for that, or something?"

He chuckles at that, and all I can think about is how beautiful his face looks. "No, no. I can transform whenever I want to. My wolf is part of me, not having control over when I turn sounds kind of crazy. I don't think Blair would like all the waiting either, though."

"Blair?"

"My wolf."

One look at my confused face convinces him to give me some further explanation.

"I'm not used to having to explain this, it's so obvious to everyone in my world... Err, I guess being a werewolf means that there are two sides of me: the one you know and the one you don't. My wolf is well... my wolf. He's the reason I have very strong senses, he's the one who recognized you as my mate. Most of the time he's just an extra voice in my head, but sometimes he takes control over me. Sometimes that means I'll change into my wolf form, but sometimes I just start acting on instinct, like back in the hallway when I marked you."

"Good, so I'm dating a guy with another guy inside his body? Or do you have, like, two different souls? Do you, Damian, even like me? And, did I just get kissed by a random... wolf, I don't even know?"

He shifts a little closer, and I try not to back away as he grabs my hands. "Look, my wolf and I aren't two different people. You can't extract Blair from me and be left with a full person. He's like another side of me, except with its own appearance and voice."

"And name." I add. That makes a huge difference. He's not just some part of his personality.

He smiles, seeming a little insecure for a second. "And name... But, what I'm trying to say is that, the part of me that knows you're my everything just by smelling your scent and the part of me that can't help but claim you to make sure no one else can take you away from me is still me."

I feel my heartbeat speed up as I look into his eyes. "Okay."

"What?"

"Show me Blair."

For a few moments his expression turns into something I can't read, then his eyes go blank again, the way they did when he was in my room. When they go back to normal, he just throws a quick look at my face before he stands up. He walks to the open space in the room and turns around.

In mere seconds, his body goes from a human's to a big, hairy wolf's. He's too big to for this room, his paws looking out of place on the expensive carpet. His fur is a pitch black, the same goes for his eyes, and it looks weirdly majestic.