Coming Alive

Lycan

I have never ate so much food in my life. These guys sure knew how to cook, Michael made pancakes with chocolate chips in them. Lewis made sizzling crispy bacon. And Dante mashed up raspberries and made gooey jam. When we sat down I was hesitant at first not looking up to the three boys starring at me expectantly, especially Lewis, who was boring holes into the side of my head. After a rough 10 minutes of them eating I started taking small minuscule bites which developed into me sitting on the edge of my chair scarfing as much food as I could into my large mouth.

Lewis and Michael were laughing their asses off while Dante was smiling pleased with me actually eating something. In the end I had eaten 7 pancakes 25 stops of bacon and 8 half frozen blueberry muffins.

"You eat like a tank." Lewis said in between his roaring laughter.

"If I had known you ate that much I would have made an entire buffet. Not even, I would have to make you a super markets worth!"

Michael exclaimed with the widest grin on his face as I slowly chewed on the last piece of bacon facing the picture of a beautiful dirty blonde with a adolescent Michael no older than 13 on her back. They each had a huge chestshire cat smile plastered across their faces on a dock. The ends of my lips quirked up into a quarter smile.

"That was me and my sister 6 years ago. Her name was Chevall,"

Michael spoke with adoration and sadness. A small smile tugging at the corners not reaching his eyes. I hadn't noticed that Lewis and Dante left us to start cleaning dishes. Michael looking at the picture hanging on the cabin walls. He was waiting for a reply so I just nodded for him to continue about her.

"She was a free spirit, not a care in the world you know? A great warrior."

Michael huskily announced proud of her.

"I always loved her gift."

Lewis stated leaning against the entry to the kitchen. Michael flashed a quick smile that turned into a slight grimace. Lewis gave Michael a reassuring pat on the shoulder and came over to the now standing me.

"It was similar to mine. She could heat up objects, including people. And even could make people's skin boil." Lewis hushed almost jealous if her to my direction.

She sounded powerful, and by the way they were talking about her with so much adoration I'm guessing that she was a nice person.

"I miss her..."

Michael choked out eyes glassy. Why was he so sad? Then it came to me like a ton of bricks. They were talking in pre tense, 'she was', 'she could'. Chevall was gone, dead. A wave of sympathy and understanding washed over me. I knew what he was feeling. Well I didn't actually know, I never gave into emotions after that day...

Like a trigger went off in my I closed the 3 feet that were in between us and grasped his slender but large hand in my and looked down.

"I know."

Was all I whispered before his arms flung up around me wrapping around my small bodice, embracing my presence. In shock I stood there for a couple moments unsure what to do. I slowly placed the pads of my hands around him on his large back as he buried his face into my long most likely smelly hair. Softly sobbing as he held me there for around ten minutes. Lewis and Dante left a while ago to their rooms. He unravelled his arms from me and took a step back, staring at me.

"I haven't cried like that for seven years..."

His voice raspy, eyes bloodshot, face flushed embarrassed. I kept my head down, not wanting to anger a upset unmated male.

"Please stop looking down, you don't need to ever submit to us. We aren't as perfect as you might think... We're actually pretty messed up."

He choked out with the corners of his lips raised into a small smirk smile. I raised my head to see his innocent emerald eyes gazing into mine.

"How old are you?" He asked overly curious. I took a few moments deciding wether to tell him or not. Might as well.

"17, 18 in three weeks though..." I drawled out, I sound better than I did earlier.

"So your going to have your first shift soon then." He stated more than questioning.

"We will help you, I'm not gonna lie we might need to restrain you and or knock you out. First change is when your wolf will be in complete control, your going to need to become stronger."

He added with caution clear in his eyes.

I nodded and decided to be a bit more outgoing and ask him a couple questions.

"How old are all of you?"

"Lewi is 20, Dante is 18 and I'm 19." He answered effortlessly.

"Why would you guys think I'm a lycan?" I asked extremely confused by the assumption.

He chuckled. "It's not that hard, you have power radiating off you. Not authority or testosterone, just power. You need to look in the mirror more too, your eyes are even more unnaturally coloured than a weres."

"I did look into a mirror once... I ended up in chains." I murmured inaudible.

"Huh?"

"Nothing."

"Okay well I'm going to get a room ready for you. I also called Jared and you will be staying with us for as long as you wish."

He had hope in his voice as if I was going to turn down the most glorious offer I've ever heard in my life. I nodded friskily and heard his chuckling as he went down the semi-long hallway with bedroom doors lining it.

"The bathrooms though the door at the end of the living room." He shouted back. Well I guess he did notice the smell of my hair.

I shrugged and started walking though to the shower. In only a over sized t-shirt my feet padded into the blue themed bathroom with granite countertops like the ones in the kitchen, and a huge shower.

As I peeled the shirt off I started the hot water and jumped in letting the hot steamy water engulf me and hold me captive. I rinsed my hair with the only hair stuff they had. Axe. This was better than anything I've ever used in my existence. The manly smell overtook my senses as my clean fresh naked body stepped out of the shower and grabbed a fluffy towel with cartoons printed all over it. I opened the door unsure as to what or whom would be behind it to be welcomed by a pile of feminine clothing. Grabbing a pair of black leggings and deep violet sweater I retreated back into the large bathroom and started changing into the nicest clothing I've ever had the liberty of touching. I combed my oh-so-long hair that was now going down to my plump butt. Not thinking I grabbed a pair if scissors from the cabinet and began cutting the black strips of hair so that it would go down to my mid back.

After I cleaned up all of the unwanted hair and folded the towels and shirts I walked out of the confines of the bathroom and emerged into the large living room to be greeted by the three men playing video games on the tv. Pausing it they all turned to me with smiles creeping on their faces as the examined me.

"You cut your hair?" Dante asked unbelievingly. I just nodded and stood there as they gazed at me. Michael looking somewhat uncomfortable and Lewis lustfully. I quickly pulled the hoodie over my hips so my butt wasn't distracting. He gave me an apologetic look and I just shrugged.

"You look really nice..." They all said in unison. A smile erupted on my face. I have never been complimented before... It was such a nice feeling to be appreciated

"So she can smile! Aw sweetcheeks you be looking foin!"

Lewis said with a NYC accent causing me to blush. Michael looked at me beckoning me to sit on the bean bag next to the couch. I took it and watched them play MW3 for 5 hours before I got sleepy and took Dante's directions to my new room that was on the far end next to his room.

I collapsed into the cozy fluffy comforters and stared at the light blue walls resembling the sky until I was welcomed by the darkness that was sleep.