Chapter 9

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Allison? No, it can't be. They must have the wrong person.

"Are you sure it is our Allison?" I asked worringly. I knew what only Lydia and I knew; she was in love with Isaac and I did not want her coming close to him at all. 

"Yes."

I gasped with heartache. There was a lump in my throat and I couldn't bring it down. My forehead started burning with sweat and I felt dizzy. 

"Ara? Are you okay?" Scott asked, worried.

"No, I'm not. Isaac, is her family planning anything else that involves killing you?" I asked.

"They're all actually werewolf hunters out to get us," Isaac said choking on his words.

I gasped once more. 

"Ara, calm down. Take a breath," Isaac said reasurring me. 

"Scott, you do realize you're dating her right?" I asked.

He nodded and said, "I know, but she's not going to hurt us. It's her dad and his members."

I nodded my head. "Okay." I stood up and Isaac asked if I wanted a ride home. I agreed and got into his car and told him how to get to my place.

As he parked outside, I asked him, hesistatingly, "Isaac? How did you know I was there? Why did you save me anyways? We've known each other for 10 hours."

He sighed. "Werewolves have a keen sense of hearing. I heard your scream. I wasn't too far either and I'm not going to let anybody suffer. When I realized it was you in there, I continued to fight for you."

I blushed then curved my lips into a faint smile. "Thank you, really. Thank you so much." I said and kissed his cheek then left to go inside. He waved at me, and I waved back, and then he drove off into the dark night.

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