Chapter 3

"You are welcome to the world of werewolves," he said resting his back on the comforter and looking into my eyes smirking.

It started as a chuckle and then led to full-blown laughter, I laughed so much that tears dropped from my eyes and my stomach hurt. He was good, I almost fell for it. What in the world? Out of everything, the only thing he could come up with was werewolves. Seriously? Anytime I want to sober up and say something his words just replay in my head and am back to laughing again. But as I looked up at him, a crisp between his eyebrows and a frown on his lips and his stares unflattering, my laughter died as I began to wonder if truly they existed.

"You are kidding, right?, I mean there is nothing like werewolves, those are children's fantasy, bedtime stories". I could take her to the hospital but they would be at the expense of our existence leaking out, I remember what he told that other man during their conversation. Could it be true?

"Well, you will die if you don't turn to that child fantasy". Evan said maintaining a frown on his face.

"Please don't kill me" l begged frantically. I didn't run from New York to Alaska to die here, in a strange land surrounded by strange and good-looking people.

"Well I don't want to, but you would be begging me to you". In all the years that I have been tortured, never for once did I think of committing suicide instead I think of how to run from it. I don't know why I thought to commit suicide but am never doing it again.

"why?" I said curious about why he thought so. He didn't say anything but slowly unbuttoned the green shirt he was wearing and took it off, I blushed when I looked and saw how muscular he was underneath, he stood up to take off his pants and I averted my gave looking at my hand as I used my hair to cover my face so he wouldn't know that I was now a tomato red.

" Can I ask why you are undressing..." I wasn't through when I heard the sound of something cracking painfully. I couldn't help but look up and I didn't expect what I saw next. It was Evan's bones cracking and breaking into contorts sickening direction, I felt bile rise to my throat at the sight of furs pricking out of his skin, sharp teeth that were peeking out of his lips, his mouth elongating, his head contorting into a muzzle and his ears getting bigger and the sound of cracking getting louder.

I opened my mouth to scream but no sound came, I wanted to run but I was petrified. My mind was slow to comprehend what my eyes were seeing. What the fucking hell!. I subtly pinched myself to know if I was dreaming, but I wasn't watching a human slowly change into a wolf and that is when the seriousness of the situation dawned on me.

The next time I blinked he had changed to a large black wolf. He was huge, larger than your average wolf, almost the size of a damn horse. He slowly menacingly walked towards me, his muscles rippling beneath the furs. Something told me he was trying to scare me, and though I was scared I didn't give him the satisfaction of seeing it instead I controlled my breathing. He came dangerously close to me, so close I could feel his breath fanning me. The hairs on my skin were erect and Goosebumps everywhere but that didn't stop me from reaching out to touch him.

Immediately he noticed the movement his ear stood in alertness and his eyes watched with curiosity. I rested my hand gently on its head or should I address it as his, am so confused. It leaned closer as I continued to rub my palm against his furs and after a few seconds retreated to where his clothes were before my mind could register what he was going to do he shifted back to his human form. I dropped my eyes down as he wore his clothes.

"Did you just change to a dog?" I asked recovering from the shock. " Wolf" he corrected. Whatever, that looked painful and I don't wish to experience that.

" You would have to if you want to live". He walked to the door, turning to look at me over his shoulder just as he turned the knob.

"You begin your training tomorrow" and with that he left, leaving me alone with only my thoughts and unanswered questions hanging in the air making it hard to breathe and difficult not to focus my thoughts on anything. Sooner than I expected I was embraced by darkness.