Figment Awakening

Chapter 21 You are Not Leaving

"Really, Harry?" Niall laughed out are banished from camp!" Niall said, imitating Harry.

"Harry, going a little extreme, now are we?" Liam said.

They all fought like animals.

"Is there a problem here?" A large man with dark skin and eyes of blue ice choked out. His chest was covered by a gray tee with what was once a Stones logo. Pants were of a dark washed jeans with a frayed edge, He wore no shoes.

"Who are you!?" Louis cried out. The dark skinned man walked over to him. Louis seemed to shake in his little striped, ironed tee shirt.

"My name is Taras Volkov," He said.

"Well. There is a 'rule' here that is, no sexual relations aloud among our leaders." Harry said. Taras was much taller than Harry and made him look like a little bunny rabbit.

"Well, I think that Ethel and this boy Zayn here, should get married and have kids and move to Portugal so they can be free from the ass-type person that you are being right now," He walked away and so did Harry.

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We were all certainly very uncomfortable that we had an entire pack of werewolves eating our food, sleeping in our beds, and becoming part of our very lives.

Jane and Taras. They were the leaders of all werewolves in Ukraine, Russia, and other surrounding countries. Jane and Taras Volkov. I soon that they were married. Jane and I spoke often. We never really had many long conversations or anything like that. But, she did seem very approachable.

Jane and I had much in common. We both were born Americans. She never really understood why Taras had chosen her to be his wife. Nobody really did. With me, Niall just took me away and brought me here and was certain I was the one. Niall might have just gotten lucky with that one.

"Taras was always 'fond' of my beauty," We always talked about silly little things like that.

"See, Zayn didn't find me, Niall did," I said. Adela walked up to us.

"What you talking about," Adela said.

"Who is she!" Jane screamed. "She is a vampire spy!"

"It's okay, Jane!" I interrupted. "She is not a spy, she is with Harry,"

"I would have thought Harry would have been smarter than to bring one of them into camp, how do we know she isn't undercover or something crazy,"

"We just don't!" I said making myself clear.

The ground shook just a little.

Everybody stared at me.

Inside, I hated being put on the spot. I walked out into the woods.

Zayn was there.

"What are you doing out here? You should be out there, meeting all the werewolves and meeting Taras and Jane. Remember right before we went out to Firrelol's? You told me to not let Harry get me down. Always remember to stand up to Harry and them,"

"Ethel, this time it's different. Harry is in charge, what he says goes," Zayn said slumped down on a tree.

"Well, you tell Harry this, he isn't in charge, I am." Quite a statement, huh?