My Wolf-man

Chapter 10 ~ Wild Mind

I was standing behind a tree, watching a wolf howl on a cliff. It's piercing voice made me want to cover my ears. I waited for it to turn around and catch my eye, expecting it to be Aiden. However a pair of flaming red eyes met mine, and the wolf pounced at me. A scream escaped my throat as the wolf charged at me.

"Sang!" Aiden shouted. I woke up, coughing and spluttering from the dream. I was tangled in the sheets, and Aiden was staring down at me with a worried expression on his face. I noted that I was still in his room, and the window was open letting a soft slither of moonlight peek through. 

"What happened?" he asked. 

"Bad dream," I replied, "Why?"

"You screamed, really loud," he explained. 

I sighed, and his facial expression softened. I snuggled back into him, and fell asleep again. I'm glad he didn't ask me about it because I didn't want to talk about it.

When I woke, I slowly climbed out of the bed and checked the time on Aiden's phone. 4:55 am. I wanted to get home before Gramps notices I'm gone. I gave Aiden a kiss on the forehead, climbing out of bed. Slowly, I tracked down the steps and towards the front door. 

A cool breeze met me when I opened the door, and the sun was just beginning to rise. It was a beautiful sight, and it looked like it was going to be a sunny day today. Something that never happens in Forks. I shut the door, and jogged over to my house. When I got to my room, everything appeared normal. It surprised me. After the events that had happened over the past day and a half, I almost expected to see something change, to match the craziness in my head.

I sighed, and went into the bathroom to take a shower. 

I thought about going to see Lucy. As much as I wanted to, I didn't have a phone and I couldn't walk all the way to Mossman-rose, the rich estate, where she lived. It was more than 6 miles. I'd have to wait until school tomorrow to see her. I hopped out of the shower, and wrapped myself in a towel.

"Luna," I heard in my mind. 

"Yeah?" I replied. 

"Why'd you leave?" 

"I'm still a teenager in a house with a parental guardian, Aiden," I snickered. His protectiveness made me laugh a little. I couldn't even walk across the road without him asking me why or where I was going. Literally. I knew he caught my passing thought, but he didn't say anything about it. I checked the clock, reading 6:15.

I went downstairs to get breakfast. I poured some cereal and milk into a bowl, and sat down at the bench. My mind began to quickly wander. I remembered the conversation I had with Gramps yesterday. He'd said that he wanted me to be ready. The more I think about it, the more confused I get. Ready for what?

I wondered who the man who came to visit him was. And why they were talking about mates. They mentioned that a 'he' couldn't have possibly found a mate already. Were they talking about Aiden? It didn't make sense though, because why would they be bothered about that? 

I knew that Gramps didn't know Aiden, but the thought that he was talking about him, made me think that he knew more than I thought he did. It scared me, more than I was willing to admit. I had a bad feeling about that man. He said that he wanted a 'her'. Wanted me? My heart rate picked up. If he wanted me, what for? The soul her referred to that was growing darker? But I could't fill it. I'd never even met him before. This is crazy! My heart rate picked up, and my nerves were buzzing with a newfound adrenaline. And what was supposed to happen on Wednesday? I think that he meant that Gramps needed to tell me something on Wednesday but if it's already about this life and the existence of paranormal creatures, he already told me ahead of schedule. But now that I think about it, I get the feeling that he didn't tell me everything. I dreaded Wednesday even though it was three days away.

I got up and placed my bowl and spoon in the kitchen sink. I walked over to the window to watch the sun slowly peek over the horizon. The sky looked like a splash of colours with pinks and purples and blues and yellows blended together to make the sky glow with the morning sun rays. I almost wish I had a camera to capture the moment.

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The day passed by in a blur. It was boring and I didn't do much but read and get ready for school and complete last minute homework. By the time 9pm rolled around, I'd had a shower, brushed my teeth and hopped into bed. The moonlight was shining softly through the window, casting an eerie glow throughout my room. My eyes shut slowly, and I felt myself drift into a restless sleep.

The birds chirping woke me up. Groaning, I hopped up off the bed and rubbed my face to get rid of the sleepiness, pushing my hair out of my face as well. I glanced at the window, and found myself looking out into the street. The sun was just peeking over the horizon which lit up the whole sky, but the clouds above reflected my dull mood. 

'Ugh, I hate school' I thought to myself. I had a quick shower, willing my muscles to cooperate and get me moving so I wouldn't be late. I went to my dresser and picked through clothes. I found a pair of skinny jeans, and an olive green t-shit with buttons that travelled down half the shirt. I walked into the bathroom and studied my reflection in the mirror. I decided that I would wear my hair up, gathering the thick locks and tying it in place with a hair tie. 

I grabbed socks and shoes that I put next to my dresser and put them on. Slowly and quietly, I tiptoed town the stairs and chewed on an apple while waiting for the bus to show up. When it was 7:15, I walked outside and locked the door behind me. I saw Aiden leaning against the side of his house, with one foot up against the wall. I sighed at how handsome he looked. He had a black t-shirt on that deeply outlined his olive tan, and a pair of denim jeans. He had a pair of white Nike shoes on, and his blonde hair was swished to the side like he'd just woken up and couldn't be bothered to fix it.

"Why do you always wear black?" I asked him through our bond.

"I don't actually know. My closets full of the colour, I guess," he replied. 

I smirked."It makes you look all dark and mysterious." 

I saw his chest rise and fall with a chuckle. Through out bond, I felt him move my hair to the side and gently kiss my neck. My mouth popped open.

"How did you do that?" I asked.

"It's the bond. When I think it, it's like it becomes real for you and so you feel it," he replied. I wanted to try it, but I didn't have the guts. I walked over to him, checking the road to make sure that there weren't any cars. He opened his arms and I embraced his hug. 

The warmth radiated from him in waves. I snuggled into him, seeking it. I saw the bus come around the corner, and my mind flew to what the kids would think. What if they saw us hugging? What rumours would go around? Would Aiden be picked on because he was hanging out with a loser like me? The bus came to a stop in front of us, but Aiden didn't let go. Instead, he lazily hooked his arm around my neck and led me towards the bus. I didn't trust my footing, so I held onto the railing that was on the inside of the door to make sure I didn't fall over.

I walked down a few rows and caught a glance at a few of the kids at the back. One of them was staring at me with wide eyes and her mouth open.

Clearly she wasn't a nerdy kid and kept up with the social status at school. If she found it surprising, I couldn't begin to imagine what all of the other kids would think. I was surprised when Aiden slid into the seat beside me, and the bus took off along the road again.

This was going to be an interesting 8 hours.