Oceanside

Chapter 30

Odette

Since Silas left I hadn't seen him. That was three days ago. He promised to be around so I knew he was.

While I had an entire month to process what I saw and how I felt about it I still felt like in needed some time to process what he told me. It was a lot of information.

First off there were way more wolves than I thought possible in this area. It made me nervous even with Silas's promise that this was a safe area. And I knew why he promised that, because he was here. It was obvious to me for a while now that Silas was protective. Even before I knew what he was.

Some of the other things he told me weren't as shocking though. Most of it was just him confirming what I read on the site was true. I wasn't surprised about the rouge explanation either. I compared it to a human prisoner escaping only to reoffend.

That thought process was quickly interrupted by his confession about watching me. I was stunned to say the least, and at first freaked out. Both feelings faded as he explained himself.

Then I put myself in his shoes.

Based on what he knew, and felt, I kind of understood it. Also he confirmed he didn't just sit around and watch me. He simply wanted to check in and make sure I was safe. I was irritated about my door though. I should have noticed the changes. As soon as he left I checked it and the hinges were different.

After his promise he only stayed a little longer and that was mostly my fault. I think he was reluctant to go but I was still worried about his physical state. The pervious night had scared me too much to calm me so quickly. I really thought he was ill or something.

I didn't believe he was correct about it not being my fault. I think our separation caused the reaction but I didn't argue it. I knew I had the right to take my time and he was respectful of it but it didn't make it less scary.

I was worried about the next full moon. I spent a little bit mulling over it before I reminded myself I had a whole month to figure it out.

The thing was I wasn't going to get back with him just because of that. It wouldn't be fair to either of us. No I wanted to be with him still. I was just trying to ease myself back into it. With what happened in Louisiana and the woods I didn't want to push myself too far.

That was something I didn't tell him. Louisiana. I wasn't sure why. I know it definitely crossed my mind to say it but I didn't.

Maybe it was because I had a hundred other questions I was trying to pick from. Or maybe it was because I was still freaked out about the amount of wolves up here. I didn't even ask if there were vampires. The thought alone frightened me.

Part of me wished I could be brave about this. That I could accept what I knew and continue with my life. It wasn't that easy.

My entire life I thought things were so black and white. It turns out everything was grey.

A very blurry grey.

I grew up with fairytales of mythical creatures. Learning about the hunting parties in Europe and other parts of the world thinking those people were crazy. They were hunting something that didn't exist. Children feared the invisible monster in their closet and teen girls obsessed over fake creatures.

Turns out these were very real things. Werewolves and vampires existed, there was no telling what else was out there. And when all of that is revealed to me in less than a year by very violent and up-close encounters I deserved some time to process it. From Louisiana to now my whole view of the world was ripped apart and thrown in my face.