Wow I have not updated. In ever. So sorry, guys. College aps are fucking killers.

[DAY THREE]

"Dad, can we please start this meeting? I have to go soon. Art show starts in thirty minutes." It was the following day and Alex was impatient. Their meeting yesterday didn't accomplish much and her dad thought it would be wise to hold another one. Alex personally thought it was stupid. They were a family, a meeting could be held at any time.

They were in the Magic Lair. Justin was pacing around the room while Max was playing with his shoe. Alex tapped her feet on the floor, wanting to leave. Maybe Jake would be at her show again. Speaking of Jake, she wondered who he really was. She had always seen him by himself, and he had been working as a hot dog vendor. Maybe he just liked being mysterious. Maybe that was what made him so damn sexy all the time. He and his husky voice. She wondered what he meant by his last few words. "We'll go out next time," as in a date? She couldn't wait, and she felt herself smiling stupidly.

"Alright, alright" her dad said, shaking his head, irritated. "I'm just rather confused myself too. No lone werewolf would ever wander by himself. Does that even make sense? Werewolves travel in packs. And, as fast as I'm concerned, there are no packs close to here. I even checked it in these records." Her dad shut the cover of the book loudly and threw it on the table.

"Okay, well, all we have to do is talk to it right?" Max asked, looking up from his dirty shoe.

"Yeah, but it's not as simple. How are we able to find a werewolf? His smell is faint," Justin retorted, shaking his head.

"I still think we should just call the Monster Hunter Council," Alex put in. "I mean, it's what they do right? And I know that they cause more trouble but we don't need to get involved in this."

"No, Alex, we cannot," Justin said, "I thought we already accomplished this yesterday at the park."

"No arguing, please," her dad put in.

There was silence as everyone thought about the situation.

"Okay, how about this?" Alex asked, "Since I'll be in the park today, I'll look out for any signs of weirdness. I mean werewolves love the grass and they love parks right, they're basically dogs, so if I find something out of the ordinary, I'll just report back. Meanwhile, Justin and Max can scout somewhere else while dad follows the faint scent."

Silence again.

"Wow, not bad, little sister," Justin said. Alex shot him a look and rolled her eyes.

"Right," she said, "glad to be of service. I'm leaving. I'll be back around 7:30? I doubt it'll take any longer."

And with that, she went upstairs.

Apparently it did take longer than she thought it would. She guessed it was the fact that it was a Saturday afternoon and no one had anything to do on a hot summer afternoon. As she smiled and explained her painting to the people that came across it, she realized that her day was not going to end. She quickly dug through her purse on the white-cloth covered table that held other paintings, and checked the time on her cell phone. It was exactly 7:15 but she knew she wasn't going to be back home in fifteen minutes. Taking in a breath, she smiled as another wave of students appeared in front of her.

Jake paced back and forth.

He was on break but the smell of hot dog sickened him so much he wasn't sure if he was able to go back. Ugh, damn, not nearly enough money. He was going to have to get another job. He sat down on the bench in Central Park, hoping Alex wouldn't make her way over here. He was positive that she left, but that tiny hope in him...she kept invading his thoughts. He saw her a couple of times and she was so beautiful that Jake couldn't stop looking at her. It was bad. Really bad.

If only Edward was here, he would have ripped his head off, Jake was pretty sure of it. And Bella. He chuckled softly to himself, Bella. Bella, the one who had made him whole, and then broke him. And then what he did with her daughter.

It all sounded so wrong, and―.

His thoughts were erupted when he heard an echoed scream.

Although he had only heard that voice twice, he was pretty sure who it came from.

Alex.

Fuck. He got up and sprinted towards the sound.

Goddamn she thought. Was this even possible? It didn't even look too late. The sun was still up but she knew that if she couldn't find more light, bad things were going to happen to her. Think, Alex, think, she bit on her lip and forced herself to think. She knew there were people following her. No, not just regular people, men. Horny men.

At first she thought it was the lone werewolf but a lone werewolf would not make the sound of five clumsy men. She had took the shortcut home and she knew that was the wrong decision. She quickly turned a corner and took out her wand from her boots. Her mind worked as she thought of different spells to say, but saying a spell would expose her as a wizard. And that would...not be good. But this was a life or death situation, right? Or in this case, rape or not rape situation. Shit, she thought again. Or she could just bolt into the park, since the shortcut was basically a weird cut around the park. But she knew all she had to do was conceal herself. Yeah, that would work, she thought. However, it was too late.

A heavyset man had turned the corner and he approached her.

"Aren't you a lovely flower?" he smiled.

She ran as fast as she could the other way, and screamed.

What am I even doing? She rolled her eyes, after all, she was a damn wizard. With the wand in her hand, she whispered the words and when the wand flashed, she knew she was invisible. How long would it last, she had no idea.

As she turned around and hid in the dark shadows of a tree, she heard the men coming from behind her.

"Where did little flower go?"

"We won't hurt you."

"You look so pretty in your little, tiny skirt."

Alex cringed, that's gross. As a matter of fact, this is a dress, not a damn skirt. She shivered and was glad she could just stay silent until they left. And then she would bolt. She couldn't risk running if the invisibility thing could just give off at any time.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are," one of them said in a sing-song voice. Alex shivered again and raised her arms to see if she was still transparent.

Crap, she thought. She was back to her original self. How long did it last? Not even a minute?

"Oh, you guys are talking about Alex?" asked a voice suddenly.

What the fuck? She knew that voice. Husky, manly...it was Jake. How did he know she was here? Oh, of course, she thought. The scream. Alex couldn't help smiling. This was so cliché, but yet, he was here. Here to save her? Alex rolled her eyes at that thought. She was probably more powerful than Jake, but it was nice knowing he was trying.

"Who are you, fucking punk?" one of the man asked.

"I don't know," Jake shrugged, "probably your worst nightmare? I would recommend you not to touch her."

"Ha," one of them smirked, "let's break him."

Alex's eyes widened. This is so much worse than me defending myself. As she grabbed her wand, she realized that something happened.

Jake shifted into a werewolf.

A/N: Thanks for waiting patiently. I checked my email and realized I had TWENTY SEVEN alerts for this story? Thanks so much for supporting guys!