Chapter Sixteen

Dylan

I had to do it. I had to find some reason to get the hell out of there, just looking at him made me angrier and angrier. Not at him per say, but at my mom, myself, the entire situation. Here I am thinking I was living a normal life when all the while I have genes inside of me that can make me turn into a huge fucking dog. Not to mention that when I turn into said dog I’m going to be in a tremendous amount of pain. I was two seconds away from exploding into a combination of tears, screams, and wailing so I did what I had to.

Truthfully, I’m glad Dean’s experienced in the bedroom department. At least he’ll know what he’s doing. Do you know what two inexperienced virgins make during their first time? Fools of themselves. I’d rather have a more seasoned veteran any day but at the same time I’m kind of sad that he didn’t wait for me. How sick is that?

I spend the ride home and the bath I take when I get there thinking about everything that just transpired. I can’t even begin to wrap my head around everything that was said. All of my questions were answered but it left me with even more of them, this time for my mother. Dean says that we’re supposed to live longer lives and that we’re hard to kill, if that’s true then what in the hell happened to my father? From what Dre told me my father was an Alpha and according to her they’re stronger and even more resilient than normal werewolves. None of this makes any sense and I know I need to talk to my mother but I just can’t bring myself to pick up the phone.

She lied to me my entire life, not only about what and who I am but about my father too. I don’t care if she thought it was for the best, the least she could’ve done was tell me and let me decide. I’ve lived my whole life as some other person. Who knows who I would’ve been had I known who and what I truly am? I probably wouldn’t be working at the hospital and as much as I love my job, changing old people’s bed pans is not my idea of a good time.

My phone rings and I see that it’s Dean checking on me to make sure I got home alright. I respond in a clipped tone and plug my phone up for the night. I’m still upset with him. I’m honestly not sure what for anymore. Ever since he marked me my feelings have been all over the place. One minute I’m happy, then sad, then angry, I don’t know which way is up and it’s killing me. Dre says I’ll calm down after my first change. She says this is just my body’s way of adjusting to my wolf genes being activated. I can’t exactly go to a doctor about it so I figure she’s right. As much as I’m dreading turning on Tuesday, if it stops me from going insane then I can’t wait for it to get here.

*

It’s Tuesday and I’m shitting bricks. I didn’t sleep at all last night and it’s not helping me any at all right now. Yesterday I told Reed that I think we’re better off as friends and he responded in his typical Reed-like way. He made a joke about it and handled it well. At least I thought he did until I got called into Lucifer Lydia’s office a few minutes ago.

I’ve been sitting here for ten minutes and she still hasn’t come in. It’s almost time to leave and the closer it gets to five, the more anxious I get. The moon will start rising soon and I don’t need to wolf out in this hospital. I have no clue what’s taking her so god damned long since she called me here and not the other way around.

“Hello Ms. Trevino,” Lydia says walking in as if on cue, with Reed in tow.

“Um…hi,” I respond, looking at Reed trying to catch his eyes but he’s avoiding me.

He takes a seat in the chair beside me and once Lydia is seated in the chair behind her desk she continues.

“It’s been brought to my attention that you and Mr. Summers here had a…how do I put this…extracurricular relationship that just recently ended is that correct?”

I look over to him with a frown but yet again he’s avoiding my gaze so I set my eyes back on Lydia, “I’m not sure what you mean.”

She grins slightly but tries to hide it, “Oh don’t play coy Ms. Trevino. Mr. Summers has already spilled the beans. And due to the romantic nature of your relationship with Mr. Summers, he’s requested your transfer to a different wing of the hospital.”

My mouth drops open, I’m completely floored. That little conniving twat.

“I…I don’t know what to say. Our relationship was certainly not that serious that it would cause us not to be able to be civil to one another.”

For the first time he speaks, “Maybe not to you Dylan, which is part of the problem. You’re totally inconsiderate to my feelings. Like today for instance, you came to work and saw me in the locker room and tried to have a conversation with me like you didn’t just break my heart last night. Who does that? I’m actually a little worried about your mental health, that’s not normal behavior.”

My eyes expand double their size at the gall of this motherfucker.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! There is no way you believe this Lydia! You know me, I’ve worked here since I graduated from college have I ever shown any unprofessionalism?”

She crosses and uncrosses her arms, “No, you haven’t. However you’ve also never been involved with a co-worker before.”

If my eyes get any bigger they’re going to encompass the bulk of my face.

“Are you fucking joking?” I ask and I can feel my control slipping as well as my tongue, “I’ve given you YEARS of my life and this is how you treat me? Shouldn’t I have seniority over him? He just got here, if he can’t be a big boy and handle seeing me then HE can move wings.”

I’m breathing hard and my heart rate is up, I can feel sweat starting to form at the top of my brow and one look out the window tells me why. The sun is nearly down and here I am holed in this office with these two fucking clowns. Lydia is in a goo-goo eye tango with Reed and I realize there’s no getting through to her.

“Fuck this,” I say and grab my things from the ground before leaving the room.

I don’t get five steps before my stomach lurches and I feel like I’m going to empty my intestines on the floor.

“Dear God,” I whisper through gritted teeth, holding my stomach.

I struggle my way to the ladies room and push the living chairs inside in front of the door. I don’t need anyone coming in. Another wave hits and if I had to compare it to anything it would be an extremely strong contraction. Sweat is now covering my entire body and my vision is blurring. I don’t feel like I have control over my limbs so when my cell phone starts to ring I don’t even remember answering it.

“Rose, are you alright? Dylan answer me! I’m coming to get you right now!” I hear what sounds to be Dean’s voice but it’s distorted and muffled.

My ears are in a constant state of popping as if I’m changing altitudes, giving me a brain numbing headache. I hardly notice the door to the bathroom flinging open and the chair in front of it flying across the room.

The next thing I know I feel like I’m being lifted from the ground that I don’t remember lying down on. The pain has eased slightly and somehow I know, even with my eyes closed, that Dean is the one holding me. I think I hear Andrea also but I’m slowly floating in and out of consciousness.

“Drive fucking faster Karter! She’s unconscious!” Dre shouts. Her voice is extremely loud and so is the car I’m in. My ears are so sensitive and the brash engine is killing my ear drums.

“Fuck! My Ears!” I moan loudly, holding my hands over them.

Both Dean and Dre are shocked that I’m awake and they both look even more scared when they look at my ears. I pull my hands away and blood is pouring freely from them, sending me into shock.

I’m back in Dean’s arms again. I can always tell because the pain gets a little more bearable. I hear a few other men’s voices and a couple of women’s that I don’t recognize but I don’t open my eyes, I can’t. Opening them even a crack feels like I’ve been staring at the sun for hours. I feel something wet hitting my cheeks and I don’t even want to think about the prospect of my eyes bleeding like my ears were.

“Lie her down right here,” the random voice of one of the men says. He sounds older, his voice raspy.

“I’m not putting my mate on the fucking ground!” Karter yells back and I can feel each word vibrate through his chest like a lion’s roar.

I try to focus on the feeling as another contraction hits me and this time it doesn’t stop at just my stomach. I feel it all over my body, as if down to each nerve ending I’m being cut. I let out a blood curdling scream and try to still my convulsing body but it’s of no use. I have no control anymore. Whatever it is inside of me that wants out will have it’s way tonight.

“Down, Karter! Now god damn it man!” the other man from before, the younger sounding one orders him and he does it.

I can hear Dean’s heartbeat even though I’m not in his arms anymore. It has a distinct pattern unlike the rest of the heartbeats in the room and I imprint it into my mind, trying to focus on it and not the pain.

Tha-wump tha-wump tha-wump.

His heartbeat is rapid but the sound of it is the same. It’s the only thing keeping me sane as my body goes through these changes. I can hear seven other heartbeats in the room one is smaller than the others but Dean’s I hear distinctly. It’s directly in front of me and I take the chance and slowly open my eyes.

Everything is more vibrant than before. I can see every detail of everything even down to the flecks of dust particles flying through the air. My eyes dart around quickly and it’s as if my body is giving me a break, time to adjust to the discovery of this new feature. I can hear the little pitter-pat of a heart beat and look towards it only to find a pretty woman with beautiful golden skin so bright and clear it looks like she’s glowing. I look into her brown eyes and then down to her stomach and back and see she’s afraid of me. I then look to the man standing next to her. An attractive man with the same shining gold skin and safe brown eyes looks back at me, then to her and back to me. He subtly moves in front of her, so slowly and smooth without my vision being what it is I would’ve missed it.

I move on and look around the room, seeing Andrea who looks absolutely terrified. I hear the man with the golden skin tell someone named Denise to get upstairs and I hear the rapid heartbeat and the little pitter-patter leave quickly. Finally my eyes focus right in front of me and I see Dean. Tears are falling down his cheeks and I’ve never seen him look so beautiful. I go to speak to comfort him and instead a growl comes out.

“Step back Karter, we don’t know how this is affecting her,” the older man from before says. Dean waves him off and inches closer ever so slightly.

I turn my eyes in his direction and he’s flanking Dean on his left side. He looks like an older version of Dean but he’s not as tan and he doesn’t have his eyes. His are hard and hazel and they look tired. I try to speak again to apologize, he must be awake because I’m here and again all that leaves my mouth is a growl. The heartbeat to the right of Dean skyrockets and I snap my eyes in that direction. She’s absolutely beautiful. Her skin is fair but her hair is in it’s natural curly state, a beautiful brown and when I look into her eyes they’re the same shade of light green as Dean’s. Turning my head to the side I observe her and she gasps and takes a step back hugging herself.

Immediately I feel terrible and start to retreat backwards. All of the people in this room have fear in them except one. The boy by the door, he can’t be much older than twenty, if that. But he’s totally fearless, maybe because he’s the closest to the exit, but I can’t sense or smell an ounce of alarm on him. He’s staring at me so intensely, it’s almost as if he’s…proud to see me turning, I can’t tell.

However I don’t care to when the strongest spasm hits me and I cry out again. It’s a mix of a scream and a howl and it scares even me. My spine feels like it’s breaking vertebrae by vertebrae and I sit up on all fours digging my nails into the sandy ground beneath me.

“Breathe Rose you have to breathe,” Dean coaches and I let out a loud labored breath.

Andrea lets a wail escape her throat and turns away into the shoulder of the man with the golden skin. I look over to her pleadingly and try to move but the way my body is broken it’s stuck in the position it’s in until it decides to move again. It’s then I notice the leather and metal chain around my waist that’s attached to the wall. I let out another mixed scream and look over to Andrea frantically, she’s shaking severely and it’s worrying the fuck out of me.

“Grey take her out of here!” Dean yells to the golden skinned man, “In fact everybody out!”

The boy by the door is the first to leave but not without giving me a nod. The older man and woman, who I assume are Dean’s parents wait for him to give them a reassuring look before leaving and the man, Grey, passes Andrea off to Dean’s parents instead of leaving.

“Grey just go man, I’ll be alright. I just…I want to make this as easy as possible on her,” I scream out again, distracting Dean, as my bones break in my arms turning them out at odd angles, “She doesn’t need the distractions just go!”

He finally leaves and I watch him go until Dean snaps his fingers in my face, forcing my attention to him.

“Eyes here,” he says pointing his two fingers towards his eyes.

I stare back at him not blinking, it’s like I’m in a trance.

“Alone at last huh?” he jokes, letting out a half assed chuckle. “I need you to focus Angel. You’re almost done. You’re doing so well, I’m so proud of you.”

I reply with a howl as my back breaks again, this time straightening out, taking my legs with it.

“Here we go Angel this is it,” he says looking out the window to the right of him.

I can see the moon clearly through the window before I close my eyes and let my body’s whims take over. Dean keeps telling me things to encourage me but I can no longer hear him. I feel like I’m floating above watching everything happen but unfortunately I can still feel the pain. It feels like my body is being ripped apart from the inside out and in a way it is. My body feels like the box a pantomime is stuck inside and instead of pushing on the box with their hands they’re using sharp knives. My gums and nail beds ache and I howl out when I feel my incisors and nails growing out past their normal lengths. When it finally becomes too much, I black out.

After what feels like an eternity of being in a bad dream, I wake up. There’s a strong scent in the air like dirt, sweat, and mint, it’s intoxicating. I lazily open my eyes, fully expecting to see my kitchen through the doorway in front of me, only to find the same room with a dirt floor from my dream. When I go to sit up I have a hard time and end up falling back over. Something keeps flicking my legs and instead of trying to sit up again I lift me head to see behind me only to be shocked by a white tail. I gasp and instead of hearing my voice I hear a dog’s pant.

“Calm down Angel, just relax and get your bearings. You did so well, I couldn’t be more proud of you. You’re so beautiful,” Dean says, walking over into my view.

He’s still human and I’m…I’m a wolf. Sweet butter on toast! I’m a damn wolf!

I want to get up and run around, use my legs now that I have four of them but I can’t. I’m so tired all I want to do is go back to sleep.

“It’s okay Rose, go on to sleep,” Dean says as if reading my mind. And for once I don’t mind doing as I’m told.

Karter

Watching her go through that was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. All I wanted to do was take away her pain and I couldn’t. I just had to stand there and watch her handle something so traumatic all on her own. I’ve never felt so fucking useless in my life.

When the sun first started to set I assumed she would call me or at least text to ask what to do or where to meet me, something. I’ve been telling her over and over that this wasn’t something that she’d want to go through on her own but Rose being the stubborn little thing she is, didn’t budge. I felt it in my gut when the first wave hit her. It definitely wasn’t anywhere near as painful as it was for her, if anything it was an echo of the feeling but I knew then that I had to get to her. I immediately called Dre and we met up to head to the hospital. I didn’t give a damn if she was in the middle of treating a patient she was coming with me, not only for her sake and the safety of the people in the hospital but also for the sake of all werewolves.

We live with humans and co-exist but very few of them know we exist. The council of elders would like to keep it that way. The last thing I need is another catastrophe and one that involves exposure too? They’d have the both of us beheaded. There aren’t many rules in the werewolf community but the few we have are enforced by the council of elders. They decide if you live or die when you break the rules and get caught, and you’ll always get caught.

I was so glad I brought Dre with me because she knew exactly where Rose was so it didn’t take us long to find her in the hospital. I had her cast a cloaking spell making us invisible to the people around us so that no one would see me carrying out an unconscious nurse and try to stop us. It turns out we made a pretty good team when she wasn’t yelling at me to drive faster as if I wasn’t already speeding to high heavens and praying no cops were out to catch us. How I’d explain driving away from the hospital with my girlfriend in the back seat with bleeding ears I don’t know.

The turning process seemed like the longest hour of my life. I cried, something I haven’t done since my grandmother passed. I just couldn’t take seeing her hurting like that and not being able to do a damned thing about it. The entire time I carried her I cried like a newborn because I couldn’t stand knowing that I caused it. Had I never ran onto her porch that night, never met her, never marked her, she wouldn’t have been writhing in pain on the floor of our unfinished basement.

Once she finally turned she had already passed out. But God was she beautiful. I would’ve never guessed that her fur would be white. From head to tail she’s as white as snow, surprising me since normally our fur is the color of our hair in human form. Her eyes remained the same beautiful hazel only brighter and watching her try to sit up like a human would only to fall over will remain in my mind as the cutest thing she’s ever done.

She’s asleep now and back to being the Rose I love so much already, my Angel. Andrea finally came out of hiding and dressed her for me before I brought her up to my bed. Even though we belong to each other I don’t want to see her body until she wants me to see it, I won’t take that away from her. She snuggles in closer to me and wraps her leg around my body, pulling me in. I sigh in relief, as crazy as tonight has been I think it was just the thing we needed to get back on the right track.

*

The sun peaks through the blinds and spreads across my face unapologetically, effectively waking me up. Rose is still wrapped around me like a boa constrictor and I couldn’t be happier. I have to pee but my bladder can wait. After about five minutes of trying to sleep with the sun in my face I feel her move against me and then hear her squeal and fall out of bed.

“Rose! Are you alright?” I ask, peering over the bed into her frantic hazel orbs.

“It was poking me,” she says slowly, pointing towards my boxers where my manhood is up for the morning.

I laugh out and get up from the bed, kissing the top of her head before I go to the restroom.

“Did you dress me?” she asks from the other side of the door.

I wait a few seconds to hold her in suspense and she opens the door a millisecond after I put myself away.

“Jesus Rose! No, I had Andrea do it. And before you ask, she’s downstairs. She wouldn’t leave no matter how much I begged her to.”

“You,” she points, “had better be nice to my friend.”

I nod and smile playfully as I wash my hands.

I’m glad she’s getting back into the groove of normalcy. To tell the truth it’ll probably be good for her to have Dre around to help out with that. It can be pretty earth shattering to know that you can turn into a huge wolf.

I notice her looking off into the distance as I dry my hands and walk over to her. Wrapping her in a hug she sighs and leans into me.

“Will I have to do that every full moon? I’m sore all over.”

“Not necessarily, I. I know it hurts right now Angel but it’ll only last for a couple of days. You just have to eat more than normal so your body can recover faster, we can heal ourselves you know.”

She nods, “I figured.”

“Beheading, drowning, and a silver pierced or removed heart are the only things we can’t come back from.”

“But you were shot with what looked like silver bullets,” she says looking up at me, her brow furrowed in thought.

I rub the spot between her eyebrows like I’ve always wanted to, “Once the silver’s gone we can make a full recovery, now stop thinking about it. I’ll never let anything happen to you... You know that right?”

She nods and holds me tighter.

I don’t know how long we stand there just holding each other in silence but the next thing I hear is my mom calling us for breakfast.

I pull away from her and look at her with a playful grin, “You ready to get fed to the wolves?”

She smirks and responds, “They better be ready for me.”

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