Nick's growl was loud behind me, seeing the tension between up. "You're the other were cat?" I snarled, even though I hurt me to be rude to him. Bullshit. That's what this is, I thought, cursing my self inwardly. He had a pained expression on his handsome face, as if he too wanted to be mean and rude to me, but couldn't. "Yes," His voice came out as a strangled gasp. And his voice almost made me melt right there. "Wait, what do you mean, 'other'? Theres more?" He asked, his tone laced with hope. I put my head in my hands, trying to block his smell out. "I have to go," I mumbled, turning on my heel and walking back to the woods. Only then did I stop to look at him, saying, "Tell your girl to have fun." Smirking, I stripped behind a thick tree, shifting coming easily with all the anger in my heart at that moment.
What happened back there? I was worried, Nick whimpered in my head. Silently I replayed the events leading up to now. Oh, was all he replied with. Suddenly, having better hearing then the wolf, I picked up foot steps. Well, paw steps. I frowned. They were lighter than one of the wolves, but heavier than mine. I looked at the tan pelted animal beside me. I caught the scent of the approaching creature just then, the same one that was back at the cabin. I mentally groaned. I did not want to deal with the Imprint right now. I turned, facing the way the male was coming from.
He skidded to a stop a few inches in front of me, Who are you? You're the other were cat? A repeat of my earlier words. I snarled, my anger coming fourth. Yeah, and you weren't suppose to follow me, I growled out. Nick took a step back, his teeth bared at the stranger. The sandy colored cat lowered it's head, saying, I didn't mean any harm, I was just passing through. Although now I might stay. The last part he looked at me slowly, up and down, like I was a prize to be won.
I frowned. I didn't like this guy, but I also couldn't deny the Imprint. Nick, will you be okay here by yourself? I have to go, I said uneasily. This guy was giving me the creeps and fast, even with his pretty face. Nick looked at me a moment, feeling my emotions going on a rampage and nodded. Go, I'm more than enough trained to take care of him, He muttered, looking away. Damn it, he felt the Imprint, I thought, quickly saying a thanks and running in the direction of Alek's house.
Pulling my clothes on as I ran for the door, I threw it open, giving Sarah and Nahual a pointed look and having them follow me upstairs after saying an excuse to Alek. "What's going on?" Nahual asked, seeing my pained and furious expression. Letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding, I told them all about it. Everything, even the Imprint. Sarah was a bit confused, but Nahual was shocked. "What's this going to mean for you and Alek?" Why the fuck did he have to ask the one question I didn't want to think about right now? I mentally cursed myself, saying out loud, "Hopefully the were cat will be okay being friends. Alek and I have been engaged since our dads died. I can't go back on that." "Alek doesn't know about it, so it really wouldn't be a loss to him," Sarah pointed out. I sighed. I didn't know what I was going to do. I knew Alek had feelings for me, without our fathers pushing it, but something in me wanted to test this new guy out. The fates had Imprinted us together for some reason, why not find out?
"We need to tell Alek about his heritage. We can't leave him out any longer. And he needs to know about the engagement. He plays a role in this, and he needs to pick for himself if he wants to fight for me, like the old tradition goes," I said a loud, staring pointedly at Sarah. She had a pained expression on her face, as if she wanted him to know, but her mother instincts wouldn't let her say the okay.
Everyone in the room knew I didn't like the idea of some boys fighting, especially over me, when I should have my own say in this. But everyone also knew the Legends and how no were- whatever was suppose to break them. Alek was supposed to have already known on his sixteenth birthday, but Sarah refused. Nahual and myself weren't to big on going behind her back when she was like a mother to us both, so we waited.
"What about my heritage?" A voice sounded from the doorway, confused and small. Sarah gasped, her hands flying up to cover her mouth as a sob broke through. "Alek," the pain obvious in her voice. I just sighed, fisting my hands in my ash blonde hair. God damn it.