Angels & Wolves | Book One

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Rio's POV

"So how does this whole angel thing work, exactly?" asked Oz. Rio tilted her head back to rest on the back of the couch.

"Well, how does the werewolf thing work?"

"No. No, you can't do that," replied Oz.

"I can't do what?"

"You can't answer a question with a question," he said. "It's bad manners. Weren't you raised better?"

After Oz's initial shock that his girlfriend was an angel died down, the two had tangled themselves on the couch, talking into the night. With Rio's feet on Oz's chest and Oz's feet by her hair, Rio was finding the angel/werewolf talk the best date they've had yet. Except there was a constant nagging in the back of her head, and Oz had hit the sore spot. Her parents had been murdered two days before and she almost felt nothing for their loss.

She knew they were being looked after in Above and she knew that their deaths were apart of the plan. Knowing that, it didn't make it much easier to think that her parent's funeral was in a few days, or that she'd have to decide between staying in Wywano and going back to London to finish school.

Seeing Rio's distant expression, Oz immediately apologized, "God, I'm sorry. Rio. I didn't mean— I wasn't thinking."

"That's okay," Rio replied, waving it off. She moved on to a different topic, "Ask me what you want to know about being an angel and I'll answer to the best of my abilities."

Oz bit his lip and stared at the ceiling. "How did you really know I was what I am?"

"The truth?"

"Can angels lie?"

"Absolutely!"

"What?" asked Oz, tilting his head to stare Rio in the eyes. "Are you serious?"

Rio laughed. "Yes! How else do you explain the weather man and all his wrong predictions?"

"Uh... Global warming...?"

"Angels control the weather," laughed Rio.

"That... has nothing to do with lying," Oz pointed out.

"You're right," said Rio. "Angels don't control the weather."

"You... You just lied!" said Oz.

"I'm just kidding, Oz!" laughed Rio.

"Oh."

"What else do you want to know?"

"You didn't answer my question," said Oz.

"What question?"

"How did you know I'm a werewolf?"

"Oh. That," Rio trailed off.

"Are you going to answer me?"

"I knew because I was supposed to," said Rio. "I knew because it's part of the plan. I was destined to know you're a werewolf."

"What do you mean destined?"

"I mean I was sent here for a reason, a mission really. The mission? I don't know. A veil was placed on my mind so I wouldn't remember I was an angel," explained Rio. "I only know you're a werewolf because as each step of the mission on earth has been completed, that part of the veil lifts and I remember.

"So when you told me 'I'm a werewolf,' I just knew, you know?" said Rio. "As soon as you said those words, a part of the veil on my mind lifted. I remember that you're a werewolf. Just as I remember that we were destined to meet."

"You knew we were going to meet?" a stunned Oz asked.

Rio shrugged and said with a smile, "It is written in The Stars."

"How long have you known?"

"I've known for eons," grinned Rio. "I didn't remember until this morning when my brother showed up."

"Huh," Oz said in a haze. He was silent for a second. Then, "I didn't know you had a brother."

"Oh, I have lots of brothers and sisters," sighed Rio. "They live in Above. Though I don't remember any of them acting brotherly or sisterly before I Slid to earth. Malachi is my only sibling that speaks to me. He visited earth this morning and lifted part of the veil."

"Huh," repeated Oz. Rio glanced to the other side of the couch where Oz stared at the ceiling in a stunned daze.

"Should I stop?" she asked.

"Huh?"

A smile still on her lips, Rio nodded to herself and sat up. She patted his leg and untangled herself from him. She stretched as she stood. Oz protested her absence by sitting up but Rio placed her palm on his forehead and whispered, "Sleep."

Oz wilted under her touch and begun softly snoring. Rio turned on her heel and left the room. With an almost bouncy walk, she wandered to the kitchen where the others sat. Several mouths opened to ask her where their Alpha was, but Rio silenced them with her lifted hand.

To save herself from several more explanations, with her mind she planted the information into their memory. The angelic magic she used on them would take a while to sink in. She suspected that in the morning, they wouldn't question that she was an angel.

They would just automatically know she was different. It was like she just created a new memory of sorts into their mind. Making sure her secret identity was secret she placed something similar to a protection spell around their new info. That way, they won't be able to speak or reveal her secret to others in any way possible.

Malachi won't like this, Rio thought guiltily. I used too much of my powers today.

Too bad. What's done is done, she thought.

Rio shifted her eyes to Alice Grace and Vincent. "Can we go home now?"

So this is kind of all over the place, but I hope you like it anyway.

Rio dipped into her 'for emergency only' powers to save herself from other explanations. Smarty-pants right there.

I don't work tomorrow, so hopefully I'll have another chapter up. But Fantastic Four comes out too so..... I dunno which one I wanna do now.

Write Rio's parent's funeral or go see Miles Teller and Michael B. Jordan......

Decisions. Decisions.

Anyway....

Read! It's good for your brain.

Comment! I actually like hearing from someone who isn't my sister.

Vote! You need practice. Elections are coming up next year!

I'm just kidding about that last one. Did you get it? Ha. Ha. I'm losing my brain, I'm super tired.

Bye Loves!

P.S. Isn't it clever that I found a picture of Oz (Taylor Lautner) and a wolf!? Genius! ;)