Chapter 11 - The company you keep.

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I woke up some time later better, the pain had gone but I was extremely sore, like I’d been running for days, Lance wasn’t in the chair and the room had gotten dark, I must have been asleep for a while, I tenderly got off of the sofa and stretched my muscles trying to work out some of the soreness, Lance must have heard me moving about from the other room as he chose that moment to make and entrance holding a plate of toast

“sit back down, I don’t want you doing yourself any damage, I made you some toast, unfortunately I’m not a very skilled chef as it’s usually my mate that cooks so you’ll just have to deal with toast” he said chuckling, I sat back down and he handed me the plate “I called a friend earlier, they should be here soon hopefully but they have to pick up some of there pack members, I know this is going to sound very unorthodox but I think it would put my mind at rest if you where with a pack rather than on your own, even if it is a werewolf pack” he told me from where he was now sat on the sofa next to me “eventually you’ll have to find a real pack to belong to, even though us werecats get along with werewolves we should really be in a pack with our own kind, unfortunately there are only a few rouge’s around these parts and I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t be very interested in becoming a pack with a newly changed” he sighed as he looked at his hands “ to be honest I would actually prefer it if you could come and join my pack but when I presented your parents with the notion they dismissed it without a second thought, they would rather you stay with them and suffer than come with me and thrive” I couldn’t figure out if it was disgust or anger that I heard in Lances voice but either way I knew that what my parents had done in his eyes was something he thought was extremely wrong, we sat in silence for a while as Lance stared at the floor obviously lost in his own thoughts, I was about to get up and put my plate in the kitchen when I heard the doorbell ring, Lance finally snapped out of his thoughts and made his way to answer the door as I went and put my plate in the kitchen, I heard a some what familiar voice in the hallway, as I pocked my head out of the kitchen I realised that it was Deane and Joe stood in the hallway with what I presumed where there parents, I was slightly puzzled as I made my way to join them, the couple that where standing talking to Lance didn’t look much older than there children, Deane and Joes dad was a very heavy set man not much unlike Lance, but he was slightly smaller and had dirty blonde hair that swept over his bright blue eyes, he looked a lot like Joe, the woman stood next to him was in no daught a very attractive woman who had a shock of bright red hair that didn’t match her chocolate brown eyes in the slightest, I was wondering if she had dyed it when everyone turned around and noticed me

“Ah Taylor this is my dear werewolf friend Mr Tinder and his wife and I’m presuming you have already met there two cubs” he said gesturing to Deane and Joe

“Ugh, hay guys” I said meekly waving at them

“Tay-Tay! Why didn’t you tell us you where a werecats!” Joe practically screamed at me

“Because I’ve only just found out myself!” I shot back before doubling over in pain “so much for taking it easy, I just found out that two of my new closest friends are werewolves!” I said between clenched teeth, I heard a rumbling noise that I couldn’t quite place, I watched as everyone backed away from me then realised with a start that the noise was coming from me!

“we need to get her somewhere where she can’t harm anyone if the pain gets to much” Mr Tinder said as he looked from Lance then back to me “we’ve got the van outside, I was hoping we would be able to get back to our place with out any incident but I brought restraints with me just in case of something like this happening, I’ve also got tranquilizer, now don’t worry Taylor I’m a doctor for our kind, I know exactly what I’m doing and have been through a few situations like this before, you can trust me I swear” Mr Tinder said in a sincere voice, I believed him, Lance walked over to where I was now kneeling on the floor and gently picked me up, he cradled me like a small child in his arms as we walked out of the house and to the Tinder’s van that was parked on the curb, Mr Tinder walked round the back and opened the doors at the back while Lance carefully climbed in, I heard the doors being shut behind, I managed to glance over Lances shoulder and saw that Joe had climbed in the back of the van along with her father, Mr Tinder instructed Lance to rest me against one side of the van where some restraints where “Taylor where going to bound your hands to the side of the van, I know that your fine know but it’s just a safety measure for us, okay” I tried to talk but it came out as a low growl so instead just nodded my head, Lance then bound my wrists to the side of the van with tough leather bindings, Joe sat near by with a worried expression on her face, she scooted closer and put her hand on my leg reassuringly, the van lurched forward and we where on our way, I didn’t feel like a threat to anyone, I just felt pain, I don’t remember crying but I felt Joe’s hands on my face wiping away tears as they trickled down my face, she started whispering reassuring things to me as we continued on our journey.

It didn’t take us long to get to the Tinder’s place, Lance unbound my wrists and picked me up again, climbing out of the back of the van I got a good look at the house or mansion should I say, the place was pretty big, Joe explained that her father was the alpha male in there pack so he had to have a big place for when they had emergencies and the pack had to stay together, this didn’t happen often but it was a precaution, we made our way into the mansion and straight into a room that looked like an operating theatre, Lance gently placed me onto a chair while Mr Tinder moved in to take a look at me, he examined my eyes and ear’s then opened my mouth but quickly jumped back, obviously not liking something that he’d seen, I lurched forwards suddenly, my vision started to dim to more of a black and white image, I could only see one thing at a time if I concentrated on it but in tern my hearing and sense of smell heightened enormously, I sat rigid in the chair as I felt my bones shifting and breaking as they reset themselves, I then fell forward expecting to land on my face but some how didn’t, I looked down expecting to see my outstretched hands but instead saw two giant paws, looking up I saw the astonishment on everyone’s faces, I tired standing up on my back legs and felt the same shifting and breaking that I did before and before I realised what had happened I was looking down on everyone, I looked down at myself and saw that I still had the body of a big cat but it looked more human in form

“dear lord” Lance said as I walked up to me cautiously, he reached out his hand touched my arm, slowly dragging his fingers across my broad chest “Joe, you know what she is don’t you” Lance said as he looked over at where Joe was standing, she looked shocked but also very curious

“I’m a werecat aren’t I?” I tried to say but it came out as a low growl, thankfully everyone apparently was capable of understanding what I had just said

“well yes and no, you are a werecat, just a very special kind” Joe said softly as she walked to stand in front of me “this explains why you ‘matured’ so quickly I guess” she said with a nervous chuckle “I think it would be best if I explained this to Taylor alone please” everyone nodded there agreement while Joe lead me out of the room and into what appeared to be the living room, walking over to one of the soft plush sofa’s Joe sank down into it and patted the spot next to her, not trusting the sofa to uphold my weight I opted to sit on the floor by her feet, which didn’t really make a difference as I was still taller than her when sat on the floor

“Well...where to begin?”

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