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Chapter 6: Reveal
He had mouth the word with wide eyes as if shocked. What? What was an imprint? Maybe I would finally get answers.
I entered the house with Embry and Quil at my side. Both kept a good distance and neither hung onto me as if afraid of Paul. He wasn't that bad at least not to me.
Inside was small, I could walk around in less than 15 minutes and be done with the tour. I wasn't complaining though, these people had saved me twice.
There was a man in a wheelchair that greeted everyone. He had the same dark skin and hair and brown eyes the others had. Was this Billy? I had wondered. I imagined he would be like the others never like that.
I had come to the conclusion that he was my uncle and Sam's introduction only further clarified it. "Nevaeh this is Billy." I smiled at him and shifted on my feet nervously. I was glad he used my new name instead. "Hello Uncle Billy"
"You look so much like your mother," I cringed at the mention of my probably dead mother. I didn't like when anyone mentioned her, not anymore. He seemed to notice because his facial expression changed quickly from welcoming and happy to worried and confusion. Billy titled his head slightly to look at Sam. His tilt had been so small that if not for my fast reflexes and great eyesight. I knew Sam had mouthed something to Billy but I didn't want them to know I knew they were talking about me or her.
His face went soft for a moment. Sam told him.
"Nevaeh I want to talk to you, alone if that's okay?" Billy asked, turning the wheels to go around. "Okay." I muttered and followed beside him obediently. We entered the kitchen, a separate part of the house. He stationed himself beside the table and a chair most likely for me to be able to sit while he talked.
I sat down and folded my hands on my lap, anxious as to what he would say to me. I wasn't so used to someone else care about me. The experience was new.
"What happened that you ran?" I knew that would be the first question. Still I couldn't stop myself from moving around in the chair and remaining silent. Billy wanted me to talk, I could see it in his eyes with the few glances I gave him. Surprisingly, he was patient with me. None had ever be quiet or even stayed long enough for me to start answering.
"He would have killed me." I told him, meeting his gaze and locking onto it. "Who?"
"Mom's boyfriend. He hates me." I answered, tears building in my eyes. His eyes narrowed and he became angry but not at me yet I could not help but flinch at the sudden look of fury across his face. He relaxed seconds later. "Sorry Nevaeh." He apologized, taking my hand in his palm. My hand was smaller than his and looked to be mini compared to his.
"Did your mother ever tell you about the Quileute tribe?" I shook my head, "She doesn't know. I never told her." He only nodded. He wheeled himself away urging me to follow. "I'm going to tell you the story of long ago of how the Quileute tribe came to be." I was actually very excited, he was going to teach me about the history mom never told me about.
He spent a good 10 minutes explaining everything to me. He told me about how the first werewolf was made and the Cold Ones. There were a group of vampires living so close to us but we couldn't attack because of the treaty that was made. The information was hard for me to handle because after the incident a few days ago, I hated vampires with a passion.
Then he told me to tell him about everything that happened. I tried to be ague but he gave me a look that told me to tell everything before I was found by the pack. "…he bit the girl and I transformed but blacked out. I tried to help her but she, she was already dying." I cried on that part unable to keep the sadness in. He soothed me, something I hadn't felt from mom in a very long time. "I passed out when the guys saw me. I wasn't feeling well." I explained, going into more detail but decided against telling him about the nightmare I had been plagued with. Then when I got to the part about the bloodsucker it took everything in me not to burst into a wolf. "He came back to kill me." Billy listened patiently while I finished my dangerous adventure story.
"He told me that he killed mom," I blurted out, not thinking of how he would react. I gasped as the sudden realization hit me. I stared at him, his face became pale and his mouth was opened in an O shape. "I'm sorry Billy. I don't believe him."
My mind screamed at me. Liar. Liar. Lair!
"Jacob!" He called and in less than a second, he came into the kitchen. "Yeah dad?" He answered leaning against the wall. He wheeled himself out of the room after excusing himself. I stayed behind and waited until they were out of sight to follow. I leaned against the wall and peeked over the wall.
"I need someone to go down to Oregon and make sure my sister is okay. She lives south of the forest, and you'll find a small cabin. She should be there. If not…" His voice trailed off into despair. "Don't tell Nevaeh or she'll want to go. Its already dangerous enough with the bloodsucker following her."
I inwardly groaned I hadn't told anyone but Billy about the monster. "What?" I heard Paul seethed. "She didn't tell you?" By the silence I figured they all shook their heads.
Damn. Damn. Damn.
I ran for the door. They wouldn't keep me from seeing my mother. I had to now she was alive first hand. "Nevaeh!" Billy shouted, thundering following the voice. The wolves were coming.
And so was I.
I didn't think of the situation I was putting myself into.
