Dan Howell is a werewolf?

Chapter 23

I woke up a few hours later with Lauren curled into my chest. My strong, beautiful soul. I know she told me to leave it, that I shouldn't do anything about what her Mom did to her but I can't bear to just let my soulmate's tormentor go free. When we go to Cali we'll film with Cat and then we're going to take down her mother. Phil is hesitant to disobey his soon to be Luna's wishes but his heart aches for all she's been through. If this was Simon's past Phil would have single-handedly destroyed the pack. I gently pull Lauren impossibly closer and bury my nose into her neck. Aren't you at all concerned that she'll leave us if we go through with this? I am Sam, I am incredibly worried, but I can't live with myself if I don't do something. If she leaves me, refuses to marry me, kills me I don't care. I just need to know that she's safe, that's all that matters to me. Fine, but you can't expect me to be 100% on board with disrespecting our soul's wishes. She's been through too much for me to willingly betray her on top of it. I blocked Sam and ran over the plan with Phil again through a private mind link. There are two things we know for sure. Simon can't find out and neither can Lauren. I drift into a vengeance-driven sleep. 

I wake to Lauren practically flying around the room as she packs our suitcases for Cali. "Morning Love."

"Oh! Dan I'm sorry, I was trying not to wake you. I started your suitcase, I only packed basics that you couldn't take a preference on. I left all of the actual decisions to you. Can you believe we're headed to Cali in only 3 hours?! And in a mere 5 hours we'll be on the plane and I'm not sure if I'm excited or dreading this."

Lauren managed to ramble all of that while clutching a tank top to her chest. I shook my head and chuckled softly at her adorableness. I got out of our bed and gently pulled her into a hug pressing a kiss to the top of her head. 

"Love breathe. Everything is going to be fine. Here let me help pack."

Lauren nodded and we fell into an easy rhythm of packing and joking. In what seemed like no time we were ready to go and Phil would have been sick of us if he and Simon weren't the same way. The drive to the airport, security, waiting, boarding, take off- it all seemed to go by in a blur. All I could think about was how nervous my soul was to go anywhere near her old pack and how that only fueled the need to get rid of anyone and anything that ever dared hurt her. I looked over at Phil and nodded nearly imperceptibly, nothing was going to get in our way tonight, not even Sam.