The Alphas Thick Mate

ELEVEN

Ione POV

When I woke up in the next day Xavier was already out of bed and making breakfast.

I quickly went down to ask him how long it would be before I came back up stairs to have a quick shower and get ready for the day.

It was date day today, and hopefully despite what Xavier is going to tell me, we will still go out to the new restaurant in town.

After my shower I quickly dried my hair leaving my hair and makeup natural for the morning so that if we didn't go out I wouldn't have to take anything off, then I put on a cute simple outfit consisting of white jeans and a dusty pink crop top.

I took my matching heels out to go downstairs next to the door and put my slippers on for around the house.

Once again, before I even got downstairs I could smell the lush aroma of the cafes pancakes and grinned.

By the time I reached the kitchen my stomach was rumbling like mad and Xavier was laughing at how loud it is.

"Wow your belly monster is hungry this morning" he chuckled and I looked at all the extra food layer out, catching on X said "this is for the others they should be here any minute"

And just as he said that, the doorbell rung and the four of them walked into the kitchen.

I laughed at them, "why ring the doorbell when you have keys?"

"Just to make sure everyone is dressed and appropriate" Xandria chuckled, "because I definitely don't want to see my brothers little nipper"

She faked throwing up in the bin.

"Ha ha very funny sit down idiot" he mocked her and pointed to the seat next to me.

I wonder if we are still going to have a date if they are all around.

Xavier smiled and nodded at me, by now I was used to him just knowing things I was thinking about.

"I've invited them round so that they can be here when I tell you what I have to tell you, is that okay?" He informed me.

"Yeah of course that's fine, I mean you said it involved all of them so it's only fair that they are here" Opal looked up from scoffing his breakfast and grinned at me.

After we all finished breakfast we sort of just sat in silence.

"Can you tell me now please?" I questioned nervously.

He nodded curtly but didn't reply and left the room, about 10 minutes later when he came back he was carrying a book.

"Follow me" he said and walked into the lounge.

"This is a book about what I have to tell you, about our history and about where we come from" that was all he said before he dived into the book.

He sat down on a couch and patted his lap once and then twice, and then once I had sat down he opened the book and began reading...

"Werewolves were first written about in Greek mythology "The Legend Of Lycaon" where it is known that Lycaon, the son of Pelasgus, angered the God Zeus when he served him a meal made from the remains of a sacrificed boy. As punishment, the enraged Zeus turned Lycaon and his sons into wolves", this is where lycanthropy first began..."

"Your werewolves?" I asked, shocked.

"Yes we are now just let me tell you this is hard for me" he demanded.

"Many years later, Norse folklore wrote a story, "The Saga Of The Volsungs" where a story is written that a father and son ate Wolf Pelts. Wolf Pelts turned humans into WereWolves for a mere tens days where they cause destruction everywhere they turned" after taking one to many and growing immune little did they know that when it was the sons time to conceive and continue the bloodline, a whole knew secret race would be born into the world and merge almost effortlessly into everyday life of humans.