I must have passed out because the next thing I know I was at home in my own bed. Was it all just a dream? My arms still burnt so of course not. I sat up slowly and saw Seth at my desk slumped over snoring soundly. I chuckled and wrapped my blanket around him as I crept towards Melanies bedroom. I opened the door and peeked in as quietly as I could. She was sprawled out in the bed smiling like she was having a good dream. I walked out into the kitchen to see it was only eight. I had to be at work in a hour so I should write a note just incase neither one of them are up when I leave. I scrawlled where I went on a peice of paper and went to change in the bathroom. My skin was a bit darker then usual when I looked in the mirror. My hair seemed wild as well as my eyes. What was wrong with me?

I tried hard to push everything out of my mind. I left the house and started walking towards work. People would be picking up there packages today so I had to open on time. When I saw that no one was in the shop I went to the book aisle thinking it would help me some. That was until I saw a book on native powers. I wasn't sure if I should pick it up or not but of course I did. The book felt heavy in my small hands but I pushed it aside.

I passed all the werewolf stuff since I already knew the stories about the cold ones, imprinting, and such. I stopped when I saw something new, something I never really saw or heard about before. Gemni'bell stood out to me one the white piece of paper. A little drawing of a woman on flames with red eyes, to me she looked like a demon. I flipped the page and started reading. Gemni'bell was apprently a normal human, except the fact that the person has unbeliveable anger issues. When the person is angry they only see red and before they know it there up in flames with anger. I dropped the book and closed my eyes. I was to busy reading that I didn't hear anyone come behind me.

"Jillian," Seth said as he put a hot hand on my shoulder, engulfing it whole. I saw Melanie out the corner of my eye sniffing the flowers that Lucia grows in her garden. I looked up at Seth and shook my head. What was I suppose to say? I was a freak and I couldn't do anything to change it except be less angry. I was always angry though. I was angry at my mother for abandoning my family. I was angry at my father for not taking better care of himself. I'm angry at Melanie because she expects me to do everything. How was I suppose to take car eof her and myself? I was angry that I didn't have any life because my day revolves around school and work. When was I suppose to have me time?

"Are you ok?" Seth asked and bent down to my height. I was so consumed in my own thoughts I didn't realize my sight was going red. I pushed myself away from him and ran to the back. I slid down the locked door and cried into my hands. What was I going to do now?

"Jillian please open up," Seth asked as he knocked on the door softly. When I didn't move he slid down the other side of the door and started talking.

"Your not the only person with something wrong with you," I knew he was trying to calm me down but instead he made me feel like a self-centered bitch.

"I mean, Jillian your not the only person who has some sorta...weird problem. Like I'm a werewolf," I laughed thinking it was a joke but on the other side it was silent. I bit my lip and unlocked the door quietly and opened it a little. Seth was standing up with worry written all over his face.

"I'm a werewolf Jillian," he said again but this time a bit more confident. My eyes widened and my heart started beating faster. I tried to remember everything I knew about the werewolf stories. The only thing I remembered was that they protected humans and imprinted. I took a step back and grabbed the door tightly.

"Who did you imprint on?" I didn't want to believe it was Melanie or me. I had enough things to deal with, I didn't need one more thing. I didn't need one more person to take care of.

"You," he whispered and took a step closer. I slammed the door and locked it as quick as I could. Why me?