Ruach

Ch.15

So we didnt actually get a computer until last week. Very overdue yes i know. However i do have this little chapter written and i am currently working on then next chapter so please for give me and enjoy.

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“Werewolves?” 

I repeated after a few minutes of absolute and complete silence.

“Uh yea werewolves” Lucus said looking around nervously.

“You’re telling me that, your entire family is made up of werewolves?” 

I stared at him with the most confused face I could muster considering I already knew that they all turned furry.

“Yes?” he kept shifting his body darting his eyes around refusing to meet mine. I believe I find this situation slightly funnier than it actually is. However I realized that I wasn't a fan of nervous Lucus. Nervous Lucus put me on edge made me fidget even though the whole werewolf thing wasn't a surprise to me. I wanted to listen to what my instincts were telling me which was basically, ‘RUN LIKE HELL!’ 

Which I would have done had my human side not pointed out that that would be a very bad idea. Lucus was watching me intently now, waiting for my reaction. He seemed to have grown inpatient though because before I could say anything he was talking again.

“You shouldn't have found out. At least not yet, not know. We barely know each other and i’m not even sure if I want a mate.” 

Ouch that kind of stung a little. Well if he didn't want me then good, I don't need him anyways. 

“Oh” Ok Tara not what we were going for there. Try being a little more, oh i don't know, uninterested? 

“Well um it was nice talking with you Lucus but I need to be getting to English now. I have some homework that I didn't finish and its calling my name, bye.” I tried unsuccessfully to escape but Lucus reached out and grabbed my wrist before I could make it hardly two feet. 

The feeling that flowed through my hand was nice. It wasn't shocking, or lust or some deep seated feeling of rightness. No earth shattering revelation was made, no hidden message of what was to come was revealed it was just pleasant and comfortable. I looked back at him perplexed by this feeling. His face looked just as shocked and startled as mine, his eyes where like saucers. His mouth in a slight o shape staring at where his hand gripped my wrist. As he stared his hand seemed to tighten and then he released it completely taking a step back and placing both hands in his pockets.

“Listen Tara i’m sorry this isn't how you should have found out. My dad should have been the one to tell you.  We should have sat down and explained everything too you then waited a little while more till the whole mate thing.” He seemed to want to elaborate more but I jumped in before he could get going again. 

“Yes and i wish the dinosaurs had gotten a text before the meteor hit but that's not how life works now please excuse me I have to go I have English homework to finish. I turned and hurried out the door. 

Instead of heading to English like a good little girl I instead ran to the nearest bathroom and proceeded to have a mental break down. 

What the hell is a mate? Are we talking British for best friend? No because Lucus already as a best friend, I think his name is like Danny or something. So what does that leave me with? Soul-mate? No I absolutely refuse to have him as a soul-mate. He’s a freakin cowboy man whore for heavens sake! OK not really but still he wasn't exactly prince charming. Nor was he particularly my favorite of the Wolf brothers. Well he might be kinda the best looking, and he’s the brooding type so that just adds to his appeal and shut up Tara you don't know what you’re talking about. I was so confused and upset that I began to feel nauseated. The room started spinning and my knees where shaking uncontrollable. My vision was getting blurry as I sank to the floor. Was I having a panic attack? I couldn't tell if i was breathing heavy or not or if anything was normal. Is the ceiling supposed to have mouths that move? That was about the time the room started fading and becoming all black. Oh God am I going to pass out? That’s not good, that’s not good at all. I’ll probably end up in trouble somehow and then everyone will be mad and why the hell do I care if everyone's mad at me? I shouldn't care right! Yea I shouldn't care, I should be thinking of a way to escape. But those thoughts did nothing to ward off the darkness that engulfed me.