When I found him he was speaking to a girl on one of the red couches that weren't occupied. She was completely flirting with him and he was letting her, flirting right back. What made him think he could be with someone and I couldn't!
Then I thought of something that would completely piss him off, so I decided to do it. I walked up to him and directly slapped him in the face.
"That's for getting me pregnant," I shouted, some people around us turned, but most of them were from the pack. I slapped the other side of his face, "And that's for making me get rid of it!" I screamed and I heard some of the pack boys around us laughing quietly, great, they thought it was funny too. The human girl sitting next to him gave him an 'are you serious' look and then got up, leaving him there by himself.
"And that," I said to him, pointing to the retreating meat girl, "was for interfering with my fun," I said and he was just looking at me, an intense look on his face. I thought he was going to say something but he just sat there, looking at me with a look that made me want to squirm, I didn't though, even though I so badly wanted to.
"Aren't you going to say something," I said.
"No," he said darkly, then he got up and came toward me, I froze, my face probably showing some sign of fear even though I tried to make it not. He stopped when he was only inches away from me, then he leaned down into my ear.
"Why don't you have some fun with me," he stated and then wrapped his arm quickly around my back, pulling me so I was touching him, "I can be very fun to play with," he said and I shivered involuntarily.
"You don't control me," I said and he chuckled in my ear.
"Oh but I do, you see, you are mine. Anyone touches you, there punished. I didn't hurt that little human boy, but the next one I might not be so generous," he said huskily into my ear and I swallowed loudly.
"You won't know the next time I decide to have some fun," I said to him defiantly and he tightened his hold on me.
"I will, because the next time you will have fun it will be with me, nobody else, especially not a human boy. If I can't have you, neither can anyone else," he growled into my ear and I froze, his voice sounded threatening, yet not at the same time. Then he kissed my ear and let me go, looking me in the eyes for a couple of seconds before walking away. I stood there frozen, watching as he went around to groups of the pack and told them something. They nodded and started heading to the door, letting other pack members know what Gabriel had said on the way. They must be leaving to go to the full moon ceremony, which meant I should probably unfreeze and get out to Leslie's car so we could go.
I was one of the last pack members to leave, because I had to take time to find Leslie and Connor. I eventually found them making out in one of the private rooms, thankfully fully clothed. We headed outside and to the car, driving until we hit the edge of the forest at the end of town. I took my heels off and threw them into Leslie's trunk, not wanting to have to trek through forest with them on. We walked for about twenty minutes before we ended up at the old house ruins. Everyone was already there so we had to stand in the back, not up in the front where you could hear the best.
Gabriel stepped onto one of the ruin ledges that were over us, looking down at us for a few seconds before speaking.
"Tonight we run!" he started, "No limitations, no one to tell us what we can and can't do! We hunt as a pack, all of us together!" he said and as he took his shirt off all the guys did the same. I couldn't help but notice how defined and hot his muscles were…okay Nina stop that thought and pay attention to the fricking speech, "Tonight! We are chasing for food," he said and all the girls started taking off their shirts, dresses, and pants. Except me, I left my dress on; I was usually the one who waited until everyone was gone to go for the hunt. Gabriel gave me a look before continuing, I didn't know why or what the look meant, "Come, let the full moon transform us!" he yelled and with that he jumped over us, his limbs changing in air and his face growing a long black muzzle, when he hit the ground he was full wolf. He let a howl up to the sky and then was off deeper into the forest, his glossy black fur disappearing into the shadow. Everyone followed behind, changing instantly right as they hit the shadows.
I waited until everyone was out of sight and then I started stripping, taking off my dress and running into the forest, waiting to change. There was a log up ahead and I jumped on it, jumping off it and changing in mid air, feeling the magic of the transformation seeping through me. I shivered and laughed one laugh before I landed as a pure white wolf. I ran quickly, following the scent of everyone else and catching up to them just as they were catching onto a deer.
I went sideways around everyone, running along the edge of the line, catching up to the deer quickly. I started running up a hill while everyone was still lower. I was on a rocky ledge with dirt and mud and I was hoping I could get close enough over head so I'd be able to jump down and get the prey. I was closing in now, so close to the deer I could smell it. I got my legs ready as I ran, ready to jump down on it. I was getting ready to pounce, just a few more strides….
I jumped off the ledge, tackled the deer down and bit its neck, shaking as we slid. After a few seconds of shaking the deer stilled and I let go of its neck, stepping back as the other wolves let out howls and came in to take parts from it. I stepped back far enough so I couldn't smell the blood I had let loose from its neck. I like chasing and taking down the kill, the only part that kind of grossed me out was eating it. Sure I've eaten some before, but tonight it felt a little wrong for some reason.
There was a deeper howl over all the others and the other wolves stepped back, making way for Gabriel to come through. He walked up to the deer, sniffed it and then licked its fur once. The other wolves were waiting in anticipation, was he going to eat it, or was he going to give it to us, I mean them. He huffed, backed away from the deer and stood back. He gave a nod of his head and the wolves were back on the prey. Of course there wasn't enough of the dear for everyone, that's why we stayed for awhile to catch more; it was part of the group hunt.
I stood there, watching as they all chewed into the dead animal. I was tempted to go up and take a bite myself, but I just couldn't, I had to resist. But the blood smelt so good…
I shook my head quickly, banishing the thought. I moved my paws forward so I was lying down, and then laid my chin on my paws. Being able to turn into a wolf was so powering, so amazing, well it was anyway, not I felt like something was missing. It was making me sad and lonely…and I wasn't sure what to do. I felt eyes on me and when I turned I saw Gabriel watching me intently from the other side of the group of wolves. Then suddenly he howled and was off again into the woods, some of the wolves that didn't get food following and the other ones staying behind. I got up slowly, should I follow him? I grunted and pushed my legs to follow him.
I caught up to the group that was running now, they still hadn't smelt anything. Soon we slowed because Gabriel was and soon he was pacing with his nose in the air, sniffing the air. I watched him, a little bit mesmerized. His shoulder muscles were moving up and down and it made him look powerful. His black fur was shining lightly at the slight moon that was coming through the forest, and to be honest it was beautiful. Maybe I should consider…
He let out a loud howl, turning left and running, we followed him, ready for the prey. I was starting to get confused because I couldn't smell anything, and then the smell hit me. The scent smelt so rich and good and…human. The smell was human, and there wasn't just one of them. We all skidded to a halt as the sight of a campfire came into view. What the hell was Gabriel doing! Our old leader used to make us only hunt humans, but now that Gabriel was leader I thought he was going to change it. But looking at Gabriel I guess he really wasn't going to change it, his eyes were glowing darkly with power and he started circling the camp, the other wolves following his lead. There were some sick wolves in the pack that likes hunting humans, but a few of these ones were a little hesitant about following his lead. I stepped back, whimpering and stomping my feet, trying to alert the campers what was going on, but they obviously couldn't hear me. I could see the wolves getting into position, I had to do something.
But I was too late, because Gabriel had already given the motion and the other wolves ran into the campsite, growling and howling. I stood in the shadows, watching as two guys who looked about in their twenties were pulled from the tents. I could hear their screams as I closed my eyes and could only imagine what the wolves were doing to them. When I opened my eyes I saw Gabriel in front of me, looking at me intently with his wolf eyes. I snarled at him, backing up and running back the way we had came. How could he do this, hurt those people?
When I reached the ruins I found my dress and slipped it on over my head, going to Leslie's car. Sadly, the doors were locked so I had to wait until everyone get back. I leaned against her car, tilting my head back and closing my eyes. I thought about why Gabriel would give out the orders to kill the orders to kill those people.
I wasn't sure how long I had been waiting for, but finally the voices of people were coming from the forest and the bushes were rustling. I stood up straight as Gabriel walked a little bit away from me, his eyes locking with mine. I gave him a look of disgust and was thankful right then that Leslie unlocked the car door. I opened the door quickly and got inside of it when I saw Gabriel starting to walk towards me. Usually I wouldn't be scared of him but right now I didn't feel like dealing with anything from him at the moment. When I looked back out the window he was gone and I visibly sighed in relief.
"What's up with you?" I jumped at Leslie's voice as she got into the car.
"Nothing," I said and she gave me a confused look.
"That was a great run," she said, smiling as she pulled out and started the drive to my house.
"Yeah," I said sarcastically, but in truth I was trying very hard not to burst into tears. I didn't cry, or at least I tried not to. I hated when people saw me cry, and no one ever has, I'd like to keep it that way.
The rest of the drive was quiet, I think she took the hint that I didn't really want to talk. I tensed and my knee started to shake when I saw Gabriel's silver Camaro parked a few houses down from my house. I let out a calming breath; it probably wasn't even his car, besides who else would have a fancy car like that in a crap small town like this.
When Leslie pulled into my driveway my mom's car wasn't there so I knew I'd be home alone for awhile. I didn't mind, my mom was usually always out anyway. Usually I would have a boy over when she wasn't home, but one, I hadn't met any, and the one I had met was chased off, and two, I was seriously considering Gabriel words to be true.
"Bye Nina, I'll see you tomorrow," Leslie said as I got out of the car. I was about to ask why we'd be seeing each other tomorrow but then I remembered that I had agreed to go to the city with her and Connor, shopping of course.
"Bye, what time are you picking me up tomorrow?" I asked her, needed to make sure I would actually be awake; I slept most always during my free time.
"Probably around ten," she said and I nodded my head, shutting the car door and waving to her as she pulled out of my driveway. As I watched her go I cursed myself, I had left my shoes in her trunk, I guess I'd get them tomorrow. I didn't know about my jacket though, I think I left that one in that room back at the bar. I'd get it the next time I went there, if it was still there. I walked to the front door, trying the knob to get in, of course it was locked. I sighed, frustrated. Now I'd have to use my window, and I hated climbing in dresses.
I went around my house to the fence and went through the gate, heading to the big tree that stood where my room window was. I made sure my hands were securely on the tree and I started climbing, hoping so much that I didn't fall. I knew I would heal quickly if I did, but I still didn't want to fall and feel the pain. I climbed through my open window, thanking fate for not letting me fall. It was weird though, I could have sworn that I closed my window before I left. Whatever I wasn't going to psyche myself out over it anymore than I already had, so I simply closed and locked it, making sure it wasn't going to open by itself or something.
I walked straight by my bed, taking my dress off as I walked to my black dresser. I threw my dress on the floor; I'd pick it up later, maybe. I opened my drawer and took out my purple tank top and my dark grey sweat pants. I put my sweats on first, my legs feeling a slight chill from when my window was open. I paused as I was putting my tank top on, sniffing the air and growling when I smelt something that wasn't familiar. I turned around; ready to attack anyone who was in my room, invading my space.
"You should leave the shirt off, you're too sexy to be wearing any type of clothing," a deep voice said from my bed. When I looked closely I saw Gabriel lounging back on my bed, looking at me with amusing eyes. I growled again, putting my tank top on quickly as I spoke.
"You should really let the person you're watching know your there," I said angrily. I wasn't sure if I was angrier at him or myself. Me for not even noticing he was on my bed or him because he was in my room and invading my space.
"Now that's like telling a peeping tom he has to get permission before 'peeping'," he said, still watching me with amusement as he folded his arms behind his head, closing his eyes.
"You're such an arrogant asshole," I spit at him, picking up my dress and leaving the room to put it in the hamper in the garage, he followed me.
"We are perfect for each other," he said as he followed me completely into the garage.
"I am nothing like you," I said as I put my dress in the washer, along with all of the other clothes that were on the floor in the garage.
"More alike than you think," he said as he watched my hands.
"Leave me alone, go kill some humans or something," I said to him and if I would've been watching his face when I said that I'm pretty sure I would've saw what he did next, but of course I didn't. I was suddenly slammed into the wall of the garage a hand on my neck and one on my waist, holding me too the wall. His face was inches away from mine, a look of pure anger on it.
"Don't talk about things you don't understand girl," he growled at me. I swallowed; it was a little difficult because his hand was around my neck. Then he sighed, his face going calm and his hand going from around my neck, instead grabbing the other side of my waist and pushing me into the wall more, "I don't want you to be afraid of me, I am not the bad guy," he said, his dark brown eyes never leaving mine.
"Why should I believe you, you killed innocent people," I said, putting my hands on his arms to try to move them so I could move forward. He grabbed my hips a little tighter and lightly shoved me more into the wall, just enough for me to fall against it again.
"You need to understand that they were not innocent Nina," he said to me in a deep voice. I hadn't noticed before but now his voice was taking on some sort of accent tilt. I think I placed it as either Russian or Romanian. I was about to speak again when he talked first, "The two guys I had Liam and his friends kill were far from innocent, you need to trust me on that," he said, his voice going lower. So it was Liam and his friends who I had followed, I had been wondering who they were.
"Well I don't trust you, so if you'll excuse me I don't feel like talking to a murderer," I spit at him, grabbing his arms and moving them off of me quickly, trying to get by him.
"I'm not done talking!" He growled and grabbed me again, shoving me into the wall, harder than before because this time it actually hurt. He got very close, so close that we barely had an inch between our bodies and faces, "I am not a murderer! Far from it, so just shut up and listen so I can talk," he said and his accent had gotten stronger, more pronounced.
I tried moving again but he just pushed more into me so I couldn't, I should've known that he would want to be in control of the situation, I hated that.
"I'm not a murderer, they were not innocent and I will tell you why I had them killed," he said and then let out a long calming breath, "they were evil people, very bad people. I knew for a fact, that the cops have been after them for awhile now, the only reason I knew it was really the ones they were looking for, was because of what they smelt like. I had heard the day before that they had robbed a farm house toward the west and I had smelt hay and a bunch of animals, at first it confused me and then I realized. But that's not all they did Nina," he said and I bit my lip, I didn't know how bad robbing a farm house was, and I didn't know if I should really feel bad. I was just wondering what else they did.
"What else did they do?" I whispered, surprised at first that he heard me but then I remembered he had really good hearing.
"You don't want to know, and I am not going to tell you," he said to me, finalism in his voice. Oh, he was going to tell me, I don't care how mad he'd get.
"Tell me, or I won't believe anything you just said to me," I said to him and he looked down, letting out a frustrated groan. Then suddenly one of his arms let go of me, forming into a fist and slamming into the wall right next to my head. I flinched, okay; maybe I did care how angry he got.
"Fine, you want to know," he said, his accent pronounced again. His head snapped up and I was staring into the eyes of a wolf. He wasn't transformed, but he was angry enough that some part of it came out, "they killed people Nina, killed people brutally, tortured them until they were knocked out from the pain. There were children, little girls on that farm, and you want to know what they did? They raped them Nina! Little fuckin girls! Then they tortured them too!" He yelled out and I could feel his other hand clenching into a fist at my side, "Those bastards were far from innocent, so if you want to accuse me of murder, know your facts before you say something stupid," he said with clenched teeth, pushing me one more time harshly into the wall and then backing away, turning around and pacing, running his hand through his hair as he did so.
"I'm sorry," I whispered, unsure if that's what I should be saying or if I should be saying anything at all.
"Mmmm," he mumbled, waving his hand at me as he still paced. I guess that meant he acknowledged that I said that, just didn't bother saying anything back. I walked quietly over to the laundry again, finishing putting it in the washer and starting it up. When I turned around he was still pacing, this time not as fast though, and he was mumbling to himself. I decided against asking him what he was thinking, I didn't know if I even wanted to know or not, so instead I quickly and quietly walked over to the garage door, opening it and stepping into the house.
I wondered why he had even come here in the first place. Maybe it was to talk to me about what happened in the forest earlier, most likely he was all business, I was pretty sure anyway. I was halfway up the stairs when his voice stopped me.
"You know what I hate," his voice said and I stayed where I was, halfway up the stairs, my hand on the railing, my back turned to him. He continued without an answer from me, "I hate how you back talk to me. I hate how you defy me, and I hate how you know you can get away with it. I hate how I can't harm you when you defy me and I hate myself afterward when I even think about it. But you want to know the one thing I hate the most?" he asked and this time I turned around so I was looking at him. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs, his hands in his pockets, his eyes on me. He sighed when I didn't answer, "I hate how I can't control you," he said to me, taking his hand out of his pocket and putting it on the railing, climbing the stairs until he was standing on the step below me. Even though it was below me we were about the same height.
"Why were you in my house?" I asked him and he chuckled, looking at me amused.
"Is it so hard to believe that I just wanted to talk to you," he said, flashing me a crooked smile that made my legs want to quiver. Then he leaned forward so our faces were closer, and before he spoke his eyes moved to lips, "not everything is business Nina," he whispered as he started to lean forward. And for some odd reason I closed my eyes, waiting for his lips to touch mine. He paused, his lips so close to mine, his hot breath breathing against my mouth. Our lips were barely touching…
"I'm home!" My mom yelled, bursting through the front door. My eyes snapped open as Gabriel groaned, plastering a fake smile onto his face and turning so he was looking down at my mom from the stairs. When she looked up and saw us a big smile appeared on her face.
"I hope I wasn't interrupting anything," she said then hiccupped and laughed, definitely drunk.
"Nothing," I said quickly and Gabriel turned, flashing me another crooked smile and winking. I groaned, turning my head and crossing my arms. Gabriel chuckled, walking back down the stairs and going to the front door.
The he paused as his hand was on the door knob, "Nina what are you doing tomorrow?" He asked without turning to me and I immediately answered, not wanting him to even think about asking me out anywhere.
"I'm hanging out with Leslie and Connor tomorrow," I said and he nodded, deep in though.
"Bye," he said finally after a long pause, the front door banging shut behind him as he left.
"Ooh Nina, getting the hot stuff," my mom said laughing and falling onto the couch. I groaned, rolling my eyes and going up the rest of the stairs and walking into my room. I plopped down on my dark green comforter, closing my eyes and putting my arms under my head. I groaned at how tired I was, turning my head and opening my eyes to look at the time on my alarm clock, one in the morning. I closed my eyes, setting my internal brain alarm clock for seven, not looking forward to getting up in six hours. I fell asleep with one thing on my mind, something I wish that wasn't, Gabriel.