Wild Beauty (complete)

Story Time

It was Saturday morning, so I made myself a bowl of peanut butter captain crunch cereal and turned on some cartoons. Right when I got comfortable on the sofa the damn doorbell rang.

"Ugh, stupid people interrupting my Saturday morning ritual," I mumbled opening the door. Dean was standing on the other side of it, Along with Avery and Brock.

"Oh," I said taking a small step back, "hey guys."

"Hey," the responded.

"Ummm, come in I guess," I said opening the door wider so they could get through. I led them to the living room. Ave an Brock too the love seat while Dean and I sat on the sofa. There was an awkward silence surrounding us while we were watching Liberty's Kids until Dean broke it.

"I came over here today to apologize for my actions last night." he said nervously.

"And we came for moral support," Ave said holding Brock's hand.

"I'm sorry for leaving like that, it looked like you were gonna eat me," I said to Dean with heated cheeks. They all laughed at what I said, which eased the tension in the air.

"I guess I should tell you why I acted like that," Dean said nervously. "Last night, when it looked like I was going to 'eat you,' I wax actually, well, my wolf was actually trying to mark you."

"What do you mean mark?"

"Werewolves have to claim their mates with a bite ark on the part of your body where the neck and shoulder meet," he explained.

"Okay, then what's a mate?" I was so confused by what he was saying. I mean, claim? What is that even supposed to mean?

"A mate is someone you spend the rest of your life with. They complete you. Without your mate, you're never fully happy."

"Oh, so you were trying to mark me because I'm your mate?" I asked making sure what I heard was correct.

"Yes," Dean smiled, " I am yours and you are mine."

"Then are you two mates?" I referred to Avery and Brock.

"Yep, we've been together for two years now," Ave said lovingly. Brock kisses the top of her head and nodded.

"Can I ask you guys some questions?" I asked shyly. There were a bunch of questions around in my head about them.

"Fire away." Dean said, leaning back with his hands behind his head.

"When do you guys first change into a wolf?"

"On our 12th birthday," Dean said after a yawn.

"Can you only turn into a wolf when its a full moon?" They all laughed at me question, "What?"

"That's only in the movies babe," Dean said.

"What about Twilight?" I retorted like a little kid.

"I guess you're right. We can change whenever we want to," Dean said.

"Or when we get angry," Brock added in.

"Is that why that on kid took Kaitlyn away when we got in that heated argument?"

"Bingo," Dean said tapping his nose.

"How do you find your mate?"

"Ummm..." they all thought of how to explain it I suppose. "Well to find your mate, you lock eyes and a part of you clicks and makes you feel complete. It makes you feel like you've known them forever," Brock said, looking at Ave.

"But how come when you and I touch, there are sparks and tingles go all over my body?"

"That's how you confirm it if that person I your mate or not. If you touch their hand," Dean took my hand in his own, "and you feel sparks, they are your mate." He gave me a warm, loving smile and I returned it with a smile of my own.