"What're you talking about?" he tried to play it off, but he was a terrible liar.
"Mason, just tell me the truth. I know you're a werewolf".
"Yeah, I'm a werewolf", he admitted reluctantly.
"What- when- how did this happen?" I asked him.
"How do you even know about werewolves?" he asked, ignoring my question.
"Let's go talk somewhere a little more private", I suggested as a bunch of loud people walked by us.
We walked out to the forest together and found a nice spot to sit, surrounded by beautiful trees and lots of bright purple flowers. I sat across from him on a rock and looked at him. How could he be a werewolf? He was…Mason. "Okay Mason. How did you become a werewolf?"
"There was this Alpha. He broke into people's houses and killed them. He was a sick, demented person; probably a crazy murderer when in human form. He killed my parents and bit my brother and me when I was about fourteen. I don't know why but he did. Anyways, my brother came across him again years later and killed him. He's the Alpha of our pack now".
Another pack? This isn't gonna turn out good. As if Mason read my mind, he said, "But we're not a normal pack. I don't even think we're technically a pack. We're just a bunch of werewolves who didn't want this. There are members from a bunch of different packs too. We learn control together and we're there for each other. We don't hurt anyone". Tears almost began to spill out of his eyes. I went up to him and hugged him. He pulled me onto his lap.
"How do you know about werewolves?", he said.
"Well, Derek's uncle, who was the Alpha, bit Scott and turned him. And then Derek killed his uncle so he's the Alpha now. He's turned a couple people to form his own pack", I explained.
"Why does he talk to you then?" he asked curiously.
I ran a hand through my hair. "We can be totally and completely honest with each other, right?"
"Of course", he kissed my cheek.
"He's teaching me how to fight", I said, my nerves getting the better of me. I couldn't tell him about Derek and me. It would hurt him.
"What?" he looked totally shocked.
"Derek's teaching me how to fight against werewolves and hunters and stuff. If anything ever happens, I need to be able to keep Scott, Stiles, and you safe". Seeing his eyes go super wide, I couldn't help but laugh.
"You're amazing, you know that?" he said, kissing my neck.
"You know what I am? Amazingly late to class", I got up off his lap.
"First period's gonna end in 20 minutes", he said.
"We're in so much trouble", I chuckled. He leaned in and kissed me again.
"I love you", he whispered, leaning his forehead against mine.
"I love you too", I whispered back. I kissed him one last time and we walked back to school, hand in hand.
Later on that day, Derek texted me saying to meet him at his house at seven for fighting practice, giving me a couple hours to relax before I got my ass whooped. I got home from school and began to work on my homework. All of the sudden, I felt something behind me. Before I knew it, I had Derek lying on the floor, gasping for air. My foot was against his stomach. "What the hell?" I asked. I got on top of him, holding his arms down so he couldn't fight back. "And you're dead", I said with a grin.
"Not quite". He tried to flip me so he would be on top of me, but I rolled out from under him and managed to get in a good kick to the ribs. He came at me, and I smacked him with a super heavy math book. But I couldn't use a math book as a formidable weapon. I spotted an umbrella in the corner and dove for it. Derek grabbed my legs right as I got my hand on the umbrella. I turned around and tried to smack him with it, but he caught it and snapped it in half. There goes my umbrella. I grabbed a hanger off of the floor and snapped part of the bottom. I managed to jump on Derek's back, where I wrapped the hanger around his neck, choking him.
"Now you're dead", I said.
He pushed me off and took off the hanger. "Good job", he grunted.
"And so the student becomes the master", I grinned.
"You've beat me once. And I've beat you how many times?"
"Way to steal my moment from me", I muttered.
"I was just kidding. I'm proud of you", he said, stroking my cheek.
"Derek", I warned.
"What, I thought you were in love with me?" he smirked.
"You were listening?" I yelled. He just shrugged. "Dammit Derek; I was in love with you. But not anymore".
"Oh right. You're in love with Mason now. At least, that's what you told him in the forest. When you were supposedto be breaking up with him!" he yelled back.
"I was never gonna break up with him. Besides, he's a good werewolf. He's not gonna hurt me or hurt anyone else", I said. My phone began to ring.
"Is that Mason?" Derek asked, crossing his arms.
"No", I mumbled, sending the call to voicemail. He raised is eyebrows. "Maybe".
"I still don't want you to be alone with him. No matter what you say, nothing changes the fact that he's a werewolf", he said.
"You've met Mason! He couldn't hurt a freaking fly", I responded. Why couldn't he see that Mason wasn't a bad guy? Derek just rolled his eyes. "Anyways, why did you have to come in here and attack me? I thought I was coming over tonight".
"You need to learn more about using your surroundings to your advantage. You did a pretty good job with the math book, umbrella, and hanger, but what else could you have used?" he asked, obviously not wanting to talk about it anymore.
"I could've…" I scanned the room, "Smashed that empty glass over your head".
He nodded. "What else?"
I looked around my room again, trying to find something. "I could've used a necklace to choke you with".
He chuckled. "Sure".
"I don't know what else".
"That's about it, unless you really wanted to break something. But you did a pretty good job, considering you were up against me".
"So what, are you saying you're the supreme master of fighting or something?" I said sarcastically.
"I know how you're body works. I know the moves you're gonna make before you make them", he said, his voice dropping down to a little louder than a whisper. I had no idea how to respond to that. Luckily, we were interrupted by a phone call. It was Mason again. "How many times is that kid gonna call you?" Derek growled.
"I better take it. I'll be back in a minute", I said quietly, walking into Scott's room. I knew Derek would be listening, so I turned up Scott's stereo.
"Hey Mase", I said.
"Hey boo. Do you wanna go out and get something to eat later?"
"I can't. I'm training with Derek tonight. How about tomorrow night?" I asked. I felt terrible about blowing him off for Derek, but I knew he'd understand.
"Yeah sure. I'll see you tomorrow. Love you!" he said.
"Love you too", I replied before hanging up. I turned off the stereo and walked back into my room.
"You know, once you learn to focus you're hearing, you can hear past the music", he said, leaning back smugly.
"Whatever". I really want to punch him in the face.
"See you seven boo", he said, mimicking Mason's voice before jumping out the window.