The Wolf's Hunter (Scomiche)

29~ What are you?

Mitch's POV

He wants to talk. Am I ready for this talk? Probably not. Will I ever be ready for this talk? Also probably not.

I'm home now, sitting in my room thinking of today. I kind of convinced my dad and brothers that Scott just did some trick. Werewolves obviously don't exist. I don't know what to think.

Scott and I decided to meet up at the edge of the forest. I completely trust Scott but I still have a bit of doubt and fear in me. What if Scott isn't what he seemed? If he can change in a freaking wolf he is obviously not what I thought. Is he one of those crazy werewolves you hear about in stories?

I drive to the edge of the forest near his house, parking my car. I guess Scott can call me if he can't find me, he wasn't very clear with where he wanted to meet.

''I didn't know if you would come.'' A voice behinds me startles me. Jesus christ since when can he sneak up on me like that?

I turn around, facing him. He still looks the same, I don't know why but I expected to see something else than I normal see. The only thing that has changed about him in the short time that I didn't see him is the look in his eyes. He normally always looks so confident. All I see now is insecurity. He also keeps his distance, like he is afraid to come closer.

''Why wouldn't I come?'' I ask, genuinely confused by his statement. He wants to talk and we need to talk obviously.

''I thought I might have scared you off.'' He says looking down at the ground. He is only wearing shorts, maybe that's worth mentioning. His stomach is so perfect, I can't. But this is not the time to think about that. Focus your eyes on his face, Mitch.

''You didn't scare me off.'' I say, choosing my words. ''I'm just,'' I think of how to speak how I feel in the best way. ''confused. And maybe a bit afraid.'' I can't help it, it's basically in my nature to be afraid of humans that can change into wolves.

Scott flinches when I say the word 'afraid'. ''I'm sorry, I don't want you to be scared of me.'' He sounds really sad.

I walk closer to him, my nerves going up a bit. ''I'm not really scared of you, Scott. I'm just afraid that everything I've ever known is a lie.'' It's not the only reason I'm afraid but the biggest part of it. I don't want to hurt him by saying I'm afraid of him.

''You have a reason to be afraid of me. I would be afraid of me if I had the knowledge you do.'' He says, not moving from where he is standing.

''What are you?'' I ask, so soft that I can barely hear it myself.

Scott looks up though, finally meeting my eyes. He apperently heard me. ''You really want to know?'' He asks, everything about him sounding insecure. Did he think I was going to break up with him?

''I do.'' I say, speaking a bit louder, finally finding my voice. It's time to find some clarity. I need to know.

''I'm a werewolf.'' Scott says, studying my face. I expected this, of course I did. That doesn't mean it doesn't hit a nerve to hear him actually confirm it. He actually is a werewolf. A mythical being that we have been told is not real.

''Werewolves don't exist.'' I tell him. In my world they never did.

''They do. Just under the radar, humans don't know about us. We are not allowed to show ourself to humans. I technically broke a law.'' He admits. There are actually werewolf laws?

I still don't know what to think. Just all my life, I've been told that werewolves are not real, it's a lot to take in to suddenly just believe that they are real. ''It's a lot to take in.''

''I understand. It's okay if you need some time.'' He says, sounding really sad. He thinks I need time? It's not like he cheated on me or something.

''Can you maybe show me?'' I don't know where that came from I guess I just need more conformation for my brain to process.

Scott's eyes widen. ''Are you sure? I don't want to scare you anymore than I already have.''

''I am sure. I need this for my brain to fully believe you and to confirm that you're in fact not dangerous. Cause you're not right? You don't become a different person?'' In some tales they say that werewolves can't control their wolf sides.

''I am still me, I just have a different shape. I swear.'' Scott starts to take a step back. ''Are you 100 percent sure? I can just give you time, really.''

''No I want to see now. I want to know for sure that this is real, that my mind didn't just make this up.'' I can feel my nerves basically skyrocketing now. I don't know why I'm so nervous, probably because my boyfriend is about to turn into a wolf. It's all going to be real now when he really changes into a wolf. I still somewhere deep down hope him to go and say 'It's a prank!' I know that's not going to happen though.

He starts taking off his pants. What the hell? Does he need to be naked to turn into a wolf or something? He glances my direction one more time before closing his eyes, facing the ground. His whole body starts to shake and I need to tell myself to not check if he is okay, this is probably part of the transition. He bends in half, hair coming out of his back and bones visibly moving. It looks painful. He sets his hands, that are turning into paws, on the forest ground so that he is now standing on all fours. His face changes into a snout and hair is soon covering his entire body. A tail comes out of his lower back and the transformation is complete. The same sandy blonde wolf that I saw like 4 times before is standing in front of me, not looking at me though.

I don't feel fear being this close to the wolf, Scott. Somehow I'm completely comfortable. Almost without me noticing my feet bring me closer to the wolf. ''Look at me.'' I want to see those beautiful blue eyes.

The wolf instantly snaps his head up, his eyes meeting mine. So he can definitely hear me. It is Scott. I now know why he looked familiar when I first met him that day at uni. His eyes, I recognized his eyes. They are so special and come out even bluer in his wolf form.

I look at the rest of my wolf. His fur is a pretty blonde color that is shining in the sun. His paws look strong like he can kill but also like he can run fast. He is big, very big, a lot bigger than a normal wolf. His ears are cute and focused on me. But above all he is ''so beautiful.'' I whisper the last part out loud. Everything about him, his eyes, his fur. He is just a beautiful creature, wolf or human.

I step even closer to run my fingers through his soft fur. The wolf, Scott, lets out a sigh and closes his eyes when my fingers touch his neck where I pet him.

This beautiful wolf is my beautiful boyfriend Scott and there is no reason to be afraid. I know that now.

This was one of my favorite chapters to write, I wanted to write this whole thing the moment I started the book. I hope you enjoyed reading this too!

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