Chapter 4: Not a Dream

Annie's POV

I felt like I was in some sort of daze when I woke up the following morning. Part of me was convinced that last night had been one crazy lucid dream. The revelations that had been revealed had just been way too absurd. Then again my very existence was absurd.

I shook my head. This was a lot for my brain to process before I had my morning cup of coffee. Maybe with some caffeine in my system I would be able to think more clearly.

Rather than just make a cup of coffee I opted for Starbucks instead. While I was standing there waiting for my order another thought occured to me that I hasn't thought of before. The Denalis were so much like the Cullens. God eyes, pale skin that was as cold as ice, sickly sweet smell. Could they be vampires also? Or was I just letting my imagination run wild?

That was a question that I would have to ask them. I took a deep breath. I quickly finished my coffee and threw the cup in the trash.

An idea quickly came to me. I didn't know where the Denali family lived but I knew where Garrett liked to spend some of his free time. He'd told us that he liked reading history books in the library on weekends. I could only hope that he was still there.

I could always wait until Monday to ask but I was too impatient. I needed answers and I needed them now. So I rushed to the library as fast as I was legally allowed to do so.

I went straight to history section when I arrived at the library. Yes. He was there reading a book on the American Revolutionary War.

"Hey Garrett can I talk to you?"

He seemed totally unsurprised that I was there when he looked up at me. He smiled. "Sure kid. If it's something that can't wait until class,"

"Are you a vampire?" might as well get straight to the point.

I could tell from the look on his face that was the last question he'd been expecting me to ask. "You know vampires don't exist,"

"I know they do exist and I think you and you're whole family are vampires. All the signs are there. Cold skin. Pale skin. Gold ey-"

"Okay can we talk about this somewhere more privately?" he pleaded. Okay, now we were getting somewhere.

"Okay that's fine," I answered him.

"Come with me kid,"

I followed him out of the library to a more secluded area outside.

"Okay Annie. Who told you?"

"Nobody told me. I figured it out by myself. When I met the Cullens last night they reminded me so much of you and I-"

"Wait a minute," he held up his hands to stop me. "Did you say that the Cullens are here?" I caught a hint of worry in his voice.

"Yes they moved here yesterday,"

"They didn't tell us they were moving here," he still sounded worried.

"Why does that matter?"

"It's just that-nevermind," he was nervous about something but I couldn't imagine what it was that he was nervous about.

"Wait," I said as I began to realize something. "They knew what I was right away. So you know what I am too then,"

He nodded. "We've known since months ago. The smell is impossible to ignore,"

"Does that mean that you know my parents?" That was it I realized that I'd just asked the question that he was hoping, maybe even praying that I wouldn't ask.

"Yes I knew that. You look a lot like your mother and I knew about the kidnapping that happened years ago. The five young children that were kidnapped years ago. I figured you were Carlisle's missing great granddaughter. It wasn't hard to guess,"

Now I was the one in shock. I was his great granddaughter? What the hell? Was his granddaughter my mother? That would explain his comment about me looking his granddaughter. But then did that make me part vampire?

A million questions exploded in my head like fireworks.

"Then why haven't they come sooner if you told them you knew where my friends and I were," I asked.

"We never did tell them that's why,"

His words dawned on me slowly. "You knew that my family was looking for me and you didn't tell them where I was?"

"You and your pack already have your own families. We didn't want to upset that. So we thought it was better to keep things the way they were,"

"That wasn't your decision to make!" I snapped as anger settled in. My body shook. The wolf within begging for release.

"Annie-"

"No! You didn't the right to take that choice away from us. What made you think we wouldn't want to know our own families?! What made you think you had the right to decide what was best for us?!"

I began to shake bad.

"Kid please. Don't say anything to them about this,"

I was angry. Too angry for words. I stormed away. I wasn't going to be able to stay in control much longer.

When I reached the edge of the woods I heard the sound of a wolf howling. Each wolf has his or her own distinctive howl that is unique to them. I'd never heard this wolf before so I knew it wasn't any of my pack members.

I quickly turned but still I was alone in my own thoughts. So it wasn't a new wolf that had just made the change for the first time.

The wolf howled again. It was too loud and too deep to be a normal wolf. The wolf howled again. I wondered...

I threw my head back and howled my own distinct howl. The howling wolf went quiet but I could hear a lot of movement up ahead.

Curiosity got the better of me and I ran toward the noise. I'd ran for a good two miles when I saw a huge reddish brown wolf jump into the clearing I had been running toward. I skidded to a halt.

I was taken aback by his massive size. He was probably a foot or so taller than I was. I wondered why I couldn't hear his thoughts. It was obvious that he was no normal wolf.

I locked into place when he started walking towards me. It unnerved me that I did know what his intentions were. I stayed absolutely still as this massive reddish brown wolf began to sniff me.

Then, as if some memory had risen from deep within my subconscious mind. A memory of me when I was very young, probably around one or two years of age, riding on the back of a huge reddish brown wolf.

He'd stopped sniffing me. Then I began to sniff me. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something very familiar about this wolf. The wolf in that long lost memory was identical to this one. Then I realized why.

This wolf wasn't just any wolf. He was my father. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. He was my biological father. Tears fell down my face and he quickly licked them away.

I began to lick him like crazy. He began to lick me right back. Our tails wagging happily. He howled and I howled with him. For a moment everything felt right in the world.

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