Changed.

y tell from a person while looking at

werewolf is created, whether it be through birth or gift, " he

a long time to wait for your true love, though in th

ve wanted us to experience our childhood, our first kiss without true love, heartbreak, stuff like that. None of us

ind myself asking. Has

en you get a mate, right? I frown at the thought of his mate being stuck at home w

mate yet?" I ask, f

I've ever seen. You think it's an exaggeration when people speak of their mates but it's n

have conversations with other

our mate is usually in them. Other times, you are put in a separate one and that causes the two packs to join. The only hard part about that is one of t

I can't imagine being mates with someone so open

te. It's a long process to get through to figure out honestly. The most surefire way to know who your mate is reall

the stairs and my mom's hea

hour." She smiles toward Aaron sw

but I can't hear yours?" I as

with a wall of emotion. An overwhelming feeling of respect, protectiveness, and care slams

ack, was how I'm feeling." I smile. Those emotions were directed towards me? I squirm a bit. I would

an, I can see how you could feel those em

le purpose. All of the pack's sole purpose." I

*

the scrapbook, and after a few seconds of arguing I allowed him to look through it. I smile and stifle a laugh at

nk?" He asks me. I simply s

hes." Aaron rubs my shoulder soothingly and flips the page to find me attempting (and succeeding) to eat a bowl of brownie mix. I was about four, and half of the bowl wa

stand and run up the stairs, eager to taste what I had been

e. I shift from the doorway so Aaron can get past but everyone's eyes shift to him and h

dad's stare doesn't fade as Aaron slowly grabs a plate and joins the line behind

er on the other at the head of the table. They're still staring a

gh our link but decide against it. The last thing I nee

htly forward to block the staring con

ister in a poor attempt to release a bit of tension on the r

my tops." She ans

ruff voice. I drop my eyes to the whipped yo

invited m

vibration. "Why did you come here." Does he know what Aaron is? Does he know what I'm t

werewolf. I take a deep breath in and move around in my seat. The room is sil

ling me up also. I gasp at how cool his touch is. Is he always that c

. My brows knit in confusion as I

on?"

t." He hisses.

ightly louder, shocked he

g this of me? Why is my dad asking this of me? My mind goes to my tatt

ock myself with how it demands authority. My dad's eyes widen for a moment in shock,

I stick my hand out, pushing him backwards away from us. He

e, testing my fat

e a theory of mine." He spits. I

of my shoulder and play with the ends of my shirt. Is this how my dad knows him? He knows Aaron by

setting it on the ground for the dogs. I haven't eaten much all day, and I was hopi

yes. He shifts them from staring at my dad

e doesn't want anyone in the roo

to probably convince him to stay, but I gi

gives me a pleading look but I

h our link. Don't make me leave so he ca

mom. They're kind and show that what he was saying is genuine. "Kyle." His eyes harden. "If you hurt her you will not like

ther with my lips se

red away my first boyfriend." Internally, I cringe at calling him

question." I raise my brows, I half expected him to let it go when Aaron left,

ss the face. I lift my hand to gently touch the place th

hear my mom say something to my sister quie

at he is Katie, evil." His voice was so sharp it could cut straight through steel without effort.

ttle distance between us. I grab the hem of my shirt and lift it up. The tattoo is as black

lightly traces a single wing. "You know, these wings mean you are to be an elder. You'll be on their council. I've killed

uickly going down them. I watch him for a moment; he doesn't bother to turn o

located at the top of the room where it is still above ground. My dad pulls out a key from his pocket a

and look around a bit more to see small wooden boxes with glass coating the front. I walk a little closer to it, covering my mouth at what I see. Small humans coated the box in rows. Their eyes wide and scared, b

creature's mouth. It was spread wide, eyes blood red and like a cat's. The fang teeth reached to the bottom of its chin and looked incredibly sharp. Next to it was a bear's he

g into the wolf's eyes. It's bright, blue eyes.

med at my heart and my dad's face was cold and angry. His eyes

n't quite know what the significance of silver blessed bullets were, but I k

didn't plan to hurt his o

t. Not anymore." His gaze

My own father has a gun trained on me. My own fath

ve seen crime shows. People do that all the time. Then

die any second. Okay I'm psyching myself out. Calm down. "Your blood still runs through my veins." I continue. "I'm not even finished with the c

One step back.. "Try to

nvince himself that what happened to me was impossible to reverse. H

my balance but really just getting closer to the door. I clench my long blonde hair in my hands and tug it to feign frustration. "Please da

t presses through and lodges itself into the wall behind it. Adrenaline courses through my veins and a twinge of pain makes

frustration as I h

ut of the basement. My mom appears with a shinin

y and protect me from whatever mental break my father is going through. That thought quickly vanishes

e seconds I didn't have. The glass shatters around me. I gasp as a few pieces dig into my skin, no dou

was really

above the ground in my bare feet. Why can't I be done with the change? I'm sure if I were I could run a lo

guess where I am. Behind me I hear a car roar to life. Oh goodness, why hadn't I listened to Aaron? I am so stupid. He knew my father, obviously. He knew what he does. I run ev

away from running over my heels. I risk a glance backward and realize it's close-too close. Even

f the battle has been won. A knife plants itself deep

intensifies in my legs and I wonder how much longer I can continue. I need to use some other muscle than my legs. I look above me. Coming

l for my new found talent. I continue, one, five, eight branches I've leaped. It seems as if I am going faster than I would if I were running, but somehow I doubt that. I reach an area where there are no longer branches, or at least none that could possibly hold my weight. I scan the

it

. Panic hits me as I lean too far forward. Oh great. How

ain my balance but fail. I'm

d my p