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“Just… just try not to freak out, okay?”
“Too late!” Haven giggled, trying to downplay her nervousness, but her heart raced in her chest almost as fast as mine.
I stepped away from her with a grim smile. Then I pulled my sweatpants down and shifted into my lycan.
HAVEN
Wesley pulled his sweatpants off, and then, with some snapping and cracking of his bones, he changed right before my eyes.
Changed from the Wesley I knew into a large, dark gray, humanoid beast.
I screamed. Screamed the loudest, most bloodcurdling scream I’d ever made in my life.
I turned to run away, to run back into the safety of the house, so I could lock the door and protect myself from the monster in front of me, but I ran straight into Nolan’s chest.
His hands grabbed my upper arms, and he glared over my head at the beast standing where Wes had been moments before.
“You couldn’t have waited like two more minutes?” Nolan yelled at it.
“Nolan, let me go!” I cried. “I need to get inside, get away, and—“
“No, Haven,” he said, turning me around so I faced the monster again. “If you run, he’ll think it’s an invitation.”
“An invitation?” I squeaked.
“Yes. To chase you and mate with you.”
“Mate?”
“Have sex. Claim you as his.”
“You mean that-that thing would try to have sex with me?!” I screamed, my heart climbing into my throat.
“What? No, no, we don’t do that,” he said, shaking his head with his nose wrinkled.
“We? You mean, you’re like that too?” I asked, pulling away from him and trying to escape again.
He grabbed me again and pulled me back into his space. “Yes. Well, sort of. We all are.”
I stood there in front of Nolan, staring at the gray creature in front of us as it breathed in and out heavily, its eyes dark and narrowed on us. Or me. I wasn’t really sure.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” Nolan grumbled, dropping his arms and stepping back from me but still staying close. “I know, I know!” he exclaimed. “I’m not trying to claim her, Wes. She’s like a sister to me. She was supposed to be my sister,” he continued. “My girl, my Rachel, is right here, see? You asked me to bring her with me for this exact fucking reason.”
I glanced over my shoulder to see him embrace a cute woman with long, medium brown hair and light brown eyes, his lips pressing a kiss to her forehead as she leaned into him.
I swallowed, terrified again with the absence of Nolan’s calming demeanor near me. My whole body shook, and I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stem the shaking and the nausea threatening to consume me.
That thing in front of me was Wes. I had seen with my own two eyes that he had been there one minute and then changed into a—a—
“Werewolf?” I whispered, meeting his eyes nervously.
He shook his head and stepped closer, and I took a step backwards without even thinking about it. His low growl stopped me in my tracks, and I froze, too afraid to do anything else.
My throat tightened, and my eyes itched, but I held still, waiting to see what he would do next, waiting to hear what else Nolan or his girlfriend had to say to me.
“What did he say before he shifted?” Nolan asked.
“He said ‘Don’t freak out.'”
“And…?”
“And that was it.”
“Mother fucker,” he groaned, then came to my side. “I’m not going to touch her!” Nolan grumbled, lifting his hand that wasn’t holding Rachel’s. “Haven, Wes is a lycan.”
I stared at the beast in front of me again, studying it, and noticing how it stood on two legs instead of four, how it still had human-ish features. How its eyes were the same dark brown as the man I knew and loved.
“Lycan?” I repeated, and Nolan nodded. “That’s… that’s sort of like a werewolf, right?” I asked, trying to remember the vague bits of knowledge I had about supernatural and mythological creatures.
Creatures that were, apparently, not mythological but very real.
“Yes and no,” Nolan explained. “They are stronger than us—than other werewolves. Selene, the moon goddess, created them to be our leaders or alphas.”
“So Wesley is your alpha?” I asked.
“His dad is, yeah. Wesley will be eventually.”
“And all of you are werewolves?” He nodded again. “Maya?” I asked, and he nodded. “Jack? Shirley?”
“No, they are not. And they don’t know what we are. We’re not supposed to tell humans except for… under special circumstances.”
“And I’m a special circumstance?”
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