Being content is okay. But being completely satisfied and happy is a feeling that just can't be topped.

Lying in their bed, Troy watched, with a smile, as Gabriella traced circles on his chest. They had just made love, and Troy wanted to give her a little rest before taking her roughly again.

He had explained a few things. Like how he was really born before the medieval ages, and how he met King Arthur and other things like that throughout time. Gabriella had so many questions for him, and he answered them all with a grin.

"What are you thinking about?"

Gabriella propped her head on his chest, looking into his mesmerizing blue eyes. "When you first kissed me."

Troy's smile fell from his face. "Oh yeah, about that…I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do it like that. I was trying to avoid you, so I wouldn't molest you or something given the chance. But then, on the one day I decided to walk home, I saw you, and I couldn't help myself. There was nothing to distract myself with…so I kissed you. Then I couldn't stop thinking about you, and I needed to see you. So I went to you house. Really wish it hadn't been raining though."

Gabriella blinked a few times. "I wasn't accusing you of anything. I was just thinking about it."

"Oh…well, disregard the previous statement then." He said as he cleared his throat.

She giggled lightly. "I thought it was an interesting way for it to happen…I mean, if you had told me beforehand that might have been nice."

But there was a little something in her voice that told him her mind was fixed on something that she wanted. "What is it?" She looked up with a blush on her face before looking back down. He lifted her chin with her finger, a tiny grin on his face. "Tell me."

"Can I…try something?"

He raised an eyebrow at her shy tone. "Of course." Gabriella bit her lip, moving her hand down to his still erect cock. It seemed like he was always hard for her.

Troy's hips bucked at the contact, realizing what she wanted. She trailed her fingers lightly over him, causing him hold his breath in anticipation. He's pleasured her every way possible, but Gabriella hasn't really taken a lot of initiative.

He gasped when she finally wrapped her hand around him, pumping up and down slowly. "I don't really know what to do." She admitted with a shy smile, but her eyes betrayed how aroused she was.

"Keep doing that." Troy said as his eyes fluttered close.

She looked down and couldn't help but notice that her small hand almost didn't fit around him. It didn't feel strange like she thought it would. It actually felt kind of good. Emitting those noises from him by a simple up and down with her hands was so exciting.

She watched his face, loving the groans he tried to keep in. "Like that?" Knowing her innocent voice would just arouse him more.

He let out a long deep moan. "Yes."

Troy was in losing it. Every pump was making him burn, and it didn't help that she just so happened to be naturally good at this. He's never felt this type of pleasure, the only thing that can compare is being inside her.

Then he felt her lick the tip of his cock, and his eyes almost bugged out of his sockets. "Oh fuck." He groaned out grabbing the sheets in his hand tightly, resisting the urge to grab her hair and bob her head up and down.

He tasted surprisingly good. And Gabriella licked him tentatively again before suddenly taking him in her mouth, moaning at the feel and taste of him, causing vibrations that made him buck his hips harshly.

But before she could do anything else, he pulled her up, a wild look in his eyes. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked softly, feeling a little sad that she probably did something wrong.

With one swift move, she was on her back, and Troy was above her. And without a warning, he thrust into her, moaning lowly at her warm juices that welcome him tightly.

"That was incredible. But I need to be inside you now." He whispered huskily before biting her shoulder.

Gabriella closed her eyes and didn't even hold back the moans. She likes it when Troy's gentle with her. But the pleasure is unbelievable when he's rough with her. "Don't stop." She whimpered out as he pounded into her with mercy.

Troy was already close to the edge from her previous actions. And from the sounds she was making she wasn't far off either.

With a growl, Troy pulled out and flipped her over, getting her on all fours, her delicious ass just begging to be fucked. He leaned down to her ear, preparing himself at her entrance. "I want to try something now."

Gabriella screamed as he entered her roughly, the new angle making him hit some spots that made her see stars. "Oh god." She moaned out as Troy bit the back of her shoulder.

He started slow, allowing her to adjust to the new position. But he could hold back for long. And he was soon pounding into her from behind so fast he was almost a blur. She was so tight and warm, he couldn't help himself.

With a ragged groan he pushed her down a little, allowing him to go deeper. "Fuck." He growled out, feeling so close to the edge.

"Troy…I'm g- I'm gonna…Oh god." Gabriella screamed out as an intense tingle rain ran through her, like a lightning bolt.

Troy's eyes widened as she tightened even more around him, causing him to fall over the edge. He didn't even notice how hard he was holding her hips as he erupted inside her. Everything went black for a moment. Feeling the spasms take ahold as his body went limp.

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"So Troy was there, when you changed?"

Austin smiled. Her curiosity was cute. "He found me in a ditch, right after I was attacked. There were a lot of vampires in England at the time. He helped me with my transition and the thirst, I learned to feed on lowly humans who deserved to be killed…I've been with him since."

Gabriella looked in awe for a moment before turning to Elijah. She was finally getting the stories she had been waiting for. "Troy and I fought together during the civil war. I was attacked by a werewolf while scouting. Troy saved me from being eaten, and helped me with my first full moon and so on. I've been by his side since, and will be until the end."

Nathan sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulders, ignoring Troy's little growl. "I was drafted into Vietnam after I decided that college is for suckers. My story's pretty much like Elijah's, except afterwards, we got high…God I miss the seventies."

Gabriella giggled lightly before turning to Aiden. He's yet to really warm up to her, and she couldn't figure out why. "Troy saved me from a group of vampires, they almost killed me. And a few days after, he saved me from a werewolf. But I was bitten…Worst luck ever…He taught me how to survive as a werewolf and yada yada yada."

"Have you guys met Ian before?" She asked curiously, wanting to know everything.

They all nodded. "We've bumped into him a few times, he's kind of cool. And he's much more pleasant than Damian. I wouldn't be surprised if they based the Omen on that dude." Nathan said with a tiny chuckle.

Gabriella turned her head to Troy. "What's Damien's deal?"

"He's just jealous of Troy because he wants to be a hybrid too." Nathan answered as he examined his watch.

"So there isn't really a war against vampires and werewolves?"

Austin decided to answer this one, since he's a vampire in a werewolf pack. "There is. Though it did start with Damian fighting against Troy and Ian, it escalated to the point of vampires and werewolves just killing each other for reasons they can't even remember…Me being part of a pack is something frowned upon. My kind doesn't like being friendly with Werewolves."

They all smiled as she fidgeted, trying to find the right words for her next question. "So are all the movies complete bullshit?"

Aiden couldn't help but chuckle. "Well there was a Dracula, but he wasn't the first vampire. They do have reflections, and crucifixes have no effect on them. Us werewolves just look like giant wolves when we shift…I guess a somewhat accurate movie is Twilight."

Gabriella scrunched her face up. "I hate that movie."

Nathan shrugged. "I don't know. Kristen Stewart's kinda hot. And the wolves in those movies are pretty much what we look like when we shift. Except we can shift whenever we want, and vampires don't glow in the sun, they die. Oh, and they don't have extra powers, other than their super strength, heightened senses, super speed, and so on."

"I saw that show the Vampires Diaries once." Gabriella said, feeling proud for remembering the name.

"I love that show." They all turned towards Austin at his little squeal. "What? It's a pretty accurate show on vampires…And Damon and Elena belong together. She is just too pretty to be with Stefan, Damon is so much hotter."

Troy leaned down to her ear when she raised an eyebrow. "Austin's bisexual."

Nathan scoffed. "He prefers guys though." Austin mockingly glared at him.

The sound of a doorbell made them all go ridged.

Nathan and Aiden immediately put their backs to the wall by the door, ready to attack. Austin and Elijah put Gabriella behind them, ready to protect her from anything. And Troy went to open the door.

"It's a just the doorman." He said, but made sure everyone still had their guard up.

"I was asked to deliver this letter and package, personally." The old man seemed a little annoyed, and he quickly left after Troy took the letter and box.

"Bloodsuckers…It must be Damian." Nathan said as he leaned down to smell the letter.

Troy looked down at the letter for a moment before ripping it open. "My dear Troy, it was a pleasant surprise to hear that you were in the city. Since this is the first time in many, many years that you, Ian, and I are in the same place, I would like to invite you to a little party tonight. It will be held at my estate upstate. The theme will of course be Victorian. The package contains a dress for your mate to wear. Think of it as a truce for one night."

Gabriella took the box slowly, but didn't open it. "What are you going to do?" Troy looked up at her for a moment. Taking her anywhere near Damian was not something he even wanted to think about. But he could see in her eyes that she wanted to go. He couldn't understand why, but he couldn't deny her.

"We're going. And we'll be prepared for anything."

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Gabriella looked down at her dress for a moment. It just covered her feet, but surprisingly didn't drag on the floor. As if it was made specifically for her. Black lace over dark red satin, the top was a solid bodice with a low neckline that went off the shoulder, the sleeves slightly puffy, and short. And black opera gloves. Her hair was up, a few tendrils of curls framing her face. Her lips were red, eyes dark and seductive.

She looked stunning.

And as they drove to Damian's estate, Troy found it hard to keep his mind from straying to her naked in his bed, under him while he thrust into her wildly.

"Elijah and Austin will be with you if I can't be. They'll also take you home in case of an emergency." Troy explained as they drove through the gates and up to Damian's mansion.

"I look like a tool." Nathan said as he fidgeted in his tuxedo for the hundredth time.

Gabriella sympathized. "I feel like I'm wearing a Halloween costume."

Austin however seemed to be very comfortable in his tuxedo. "My time was the Victorian era. I prefer these suits to baggy jeans and wife-beaters."

Troy took Gabriella's hand as they got out. "I didn't think you'd come." He barely even blinked at the sound of Ian's casual voice.

"It's nice to see you too." Troy said absently as he took a look at their surroundings, glad he told Aiden to take a quick check of the perimeter when they got there.

Ian's eyes fell to Gabriella with a smirk. "You look positively stunning, Ms. Montez."

Gabriella blushed when he bent down and gave the back of her gloved hand a kiss. "Thank you." She said quietly as she put her arm through Troy's.

"The last time I saw you in a tux was at Lincoln's funeral." Ian said with a little chuckle as the two packs walked to the door.

"Lincoln? As in Abraham Lincoln, the president?" She asked in wonder as the doorman started leading them in.

Troy smiled down at her. "He was a good guy. I wanted to pay my respects."

The door man led them through a hallway to a big door. Aiden joined them again before they entered; giving Troy a little nod to tell him the area was safe. "Don't do anything stupid. I'll talk to him about it when I get the chance." He whispered to Aiden, giving him a knowing look. Aiden simply sighed.

It was a lush ballroom. White marble walls, with a few giant floor length mirrors. A whole band playing classical music. A hypnotizing chandelier, and three-branched candlesticks everywhere. The grand staircase looked like it belonged in an opera house.

Actually, the place looked a lot like the Palais Garnier.

And Gabriella felt like she had stepped into the past. Something she always dreamed of doing.

But Troy felt like he stepped into a memory. One that didn't end well.

He motioned his head for his pack to spread out. Ian did the same. "He's at the top of the staircase." Ian said as Troy pulled Gabriella closer to him.

As soon as they walked in, all eyes were on them, their scents so obvious in the room of vampires. And for a moment, Troy thought it was a trap. But then Damian started walking down the staircase with a handclap, gaining everyone's attention.

Gabriella blinked a few times, not thinking that someone so evil would be so handsome. Slick black hair, bright green eyes, slim muscular figure, and a sinister smirk. He looked so superior to the other vampires.

"The one and only, Troy Bolton. So glad you could make it. I must admit, I was almost afraid you wouldn't come." Everyone went back to what they were doing, having Damian's confirmation that the werewolves are supposed to be here made them a little uncomfortable, but they trust their master.

Troy gripped Gabriella's hand a little harder as Damian walked over to them. "You were nice enough to invite us. We didn't want to disappoint you." His cool demeanor and calm voice made Damian grin.

Damian bowed his head and brought Gabriella's hand up to his lips. "You must be Troy's mate. It's an honor to finally meet you. I'm Damian."

"Gabriella." She introduced herself quietly.

Damian stood up straight with a tiny smirk. "And she's modest too." Troy stifled the bark that threatened to come out. He didn't like the way Damian was looking at her. "If I may be so bold, you look ravishing in that dress."

Gabriella blushed. "Oh, thank you. I don't own many dresses or formal attire, and this dress feels a little too good for me."

"You look like Spanish rose." Troy fought the urge to narrow his eyes at Damian's words.

Ian chuckled lightly. "You haven't changed a bit Damian."

"Neither have you Ian. I assume that rugged look you've always sported is more popular this century. You could've at least shaved though." Damian's words were meticulous, and laced with contempt and humor.

Ian touched the stubble on his chin and grinned. "We can't all be clean cut."

"Or psychotic." Troy added with a tiny smirk.

Damian noticed Gabriella's eyes scanning the room with excitement. He offered his hand to her. "Would you like a tour? I can assure you, the rest of the house is just as magnificent."

She wanted to badly to say yes. And Troy could tell. "The foyer looks a lot like the Palais Garnier." She said softly, hooking her arm through Troy's.

Damian cocked his head to the side, an amused look on his face. "She's smart too." He nodded his head. "I was at the grand opening of the Palais Garnier. I fell in love with the place, and whenever I have a new house built, I make sure it closely resembles the famous opera house."

"You've always been one to show off." Troy said with a tiny grin.

Damian didn't even glance at him. "There's no need to be jealous."

Troy scoffed lightly, showing that he was amused, and not affected by his words. "No Damian. I believe you are the jealous one here."

Something flashed in Damian's eyes. And Gabriella thought she was about to see the evil Damian she had heard so much about. Not the charming gentle intellectual that stood in front of her.

But he quickly smiled with a little chuckle, his bright skin looking flawless under the chandelier. "How quickly you forget that you're in my home. And the mere fact that you're not in chains now, is because I am in charge here."

Ian scoffed, grabbing a glass of wine from a waiter who walked by. "You know full well that Troy can take out half of these parasites without even trying."

Damian glanced at Gabriella, and couldn't help but feel his chest tighten as she gripped Troy's arm. "Are you frightened, Gabriella?"

"No. Just surprised." At his raised eyebrow, she continued. "From the stories I've heard, you sounded like a vicious monster. I wasn't expecting you to be so well mannered and courteous."

Damian chuckled lowly. "Well, Troy does tend to exaggerate sometimes. Or perhaps his dogs told you those stories."

Troy tightened his fist behind his back. "Or perhaps you're just a terrific actor."

Ian chuckled, drowning the rest of his drink. "Just like old times."

"Darling?"

A woman with long light brown hair and an hourglass figure wearing a green gown with long medieval sleeves sauntered over to them, a quizzical smile on her face. She looked like something out of a fairytale.

Troy stiffened. "Morgause."

Ian leaned over to Troy a little. "Didn't you kill her?" He whispered, knowing full well that almost everyone in the room could hear them.

Damian took Morgause hand and brought her close to him. "You of all people should know how hard it is to kill a witch, Ian."

Troy leaned down to Gabriella's ear, practically feeling her curiosity. "Ian once slept with a witch. When he didn't return her feelings, she started making his life a living hell. So he tried to kill her. But killing a witch, or at least getting her to leave you alone, is a lot harder than it seems."

"And there's nothing worse than a bitch with magic powers." Ian said with a tiny wince.

Morgause clicked her tongue, prepared to answer with a witty comeback. But then her eyes landed on Gabriella. "What is this?" Her tone was hard, and a little hostile.

Gabriella started taking her arm out of Troy's, but he wouldn't let her. "Gabriella, this is Morgause."

She glanced up at his hard face before smiling softly at Morgause. "It's nice to meet you."

"I'm sure you know who she is." Damian said as he pushed a little hair out Morgause face.

Gabriella cocked her head to the side for a moment before her eyes widened. "M- Morgause le Fay. As in Morgana le Fay's sister?"

Morgause sneered, her eyes narrowing. Being associated with her sister is something she is getting very tired of. "Yes. I am the one. Those movies and TV shows don't do me justice though."

"I…I can't believe I'm meeting you. I've read so much about you." Damian couldn't help but smile at Gabriella's smile. She's so cute when she's excited.

Morgause looked between her and Troy for a moment before grinning. "It's a shame our torrid love affair was never documented Troy. It would have made such a nice story."

Gabriella looked up at Troy as he growled. "One night, is not a love affair."

Ian rocked back and forth for a moment. "This is awkward."

Gabriella dropped her arm from Troy. "I…I have to…Excuse me." She walked off, feeling her chest tighten with every step.

Troy watched her go with a sigh. "Damn it." He muttered under his breath.

Damian smirked. "You're so naïve if you think you're going to be able to hide all your dirty secrets from her…She's much too clever, and sensitive."

Troy took a deep breath through gritted teeth. "She's not sensitive, just shocked."

Morgause scoffed. "Oh Troy, All girls are sensitive."

"She's not like most girls. She's different." Troy practically barked out.

Ian furrowed his brow. "Isn't that what all guys say, even though their girls are all pretty much the same…I will admit Gabriella seems a little different though."

Troy started walking away, but Morgause pulled him back. "Give her a minute Troy."

He pulled his arm out of her grasp roughly. "Don't touch me."

"The prophesy was very clear Troy. Your relationship with her however, was not. I don't believe that she can be enough for you." Her voice was low, and a little seductive.

Troy narrowed his eyes. "Get over yourself Morgause. What happened between us was a one-time mistake. Gabriella is all I need and all I want."

She chuckled lowly. "She's pretty. I'll give her that. But she doesn't seem strong enough to enter a war. Or end one."

Troy was about to walk away and go look for Gabriella. But then he noticed that Damian was gone. "Shit."

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"Oh god." Gabriella gasped as she clutched her stomach. She's never felt this kind of pain before. It was strange, and subtle, yet so painful.

Is this what jealously really feels like? The idea of Troy having sex, or even kissing another woman, makes her chest hurt in a way that's so hard to explain. It's like her whole world is crashing down around her. Her stomach is flipping, and she feels like she's falling.

She didn't even notice that she had walked into the courtyard, and she didn't look around to see the beautiful flowers and shrubs which would normally amaze her. The only thing that she could feel was her chest tightening.

"An exceptional woman like you shouldn't cry over a dog like Troy."

She spun around in shock. Not sure if she should be relieved that it was only Damian. "I wasn't crying…I don't cry."

He lightly chuckled, a genuine smile on his face. "Of course you don't."

"I just…I'm a little surprised. I didn't know about Morgause. I haven't really talked to Troy about the other women in his life yet." She tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, feeling a little vulnerable.

"Troy's been around for centuries. You weren't assuming he was celibate the entire time, were you?" Damian's voice was laced with a little humor, but she could tell that he was just trying to cheer her up.

She blushed, tugging her glove up a bit. "No. But I wasn't prepared to meet one of his lovers."

Her lips formed a tight smile, and she looked so strong. But her eyes gave away her pain, and Damian wished he could take her pain away and bring back that excited glint in her eyes when she walked in earlier. He knew this was his chance to destroy their bond, but he couldn't take it. He just couldn't. "What happened between Troy and Morgause was a drunken accident. He was heavily intoxicated, and she took advantage of him…When he realized what happened, he tried to kill her, and almost succeeded."

Gabriella blinked a few times. Why was he telling her this? Wouldn't he want her feeling worse about Troy?

"Why is she here then?"

Damian looked to the side for a moment, feeling unable to lie to her. "Having a powerful witch at my disposal is an advantage I can't ignore…I stumbled upon her sometime in the late eighties, and I found that we share a common goal. So it was only natural for me to charm her into my bed, and into my plans."

Gabriella tried to figure it out on her own, and though she had a clue, she wanted to be sure. "What common goal?"

He looked up for a moment, a tiny grin on his face that seemed vicious. "Let's just say that Morgause and I…don't like Troy very much."

"So the stories are true." The words came out before she could stop them. Damian strikes her as the kind of guy that's very polite and courteous, but can lose his temper easily and harshly.

He looked down at her with a hard stare for a moment. "Yes. They're true…Are you frightened yet?"

She took a step back as he started coming towards her. "That depends. Are you going to kill me?"

Damian froze, and something flashed in his eyes. He didn't look menacing anymore. In fact, he looked harmless, and a little pained. "I will never hurt you."

That shocked her a bit. "Wha-"

"Gabriella." Troy sighed in relief as he pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her tight, inhaling her scent and thanking god that she wasn't in danger.

She didn't want to hug him back, but him holding her made the pain go away, and she hated to admit it, but she did miss his presence these last few minutes. "Troy." She whispered into in chest.

Troy turned his head and narrowed his eyes. "Damian. If you even touched her, so help me god, I will-"

Damian held his hands up in defense. "We were just talking."

Troy blinked a few times. "You don't just talk."

"People change." Damian said with a tiny smirk as he glanced at Gabriella.

Troy didn't like this. Something weird was going on. "After all this time, you've decided to become nice, now?"

Damian chuckled silently. "Of course not. I will become a hybrid, by any means necessary."

Gabriella looked between Troy and Damian as they stared each other down. "How?"

He looked at her for a split moment before looking back at Troy, his face hard as he repeated himself, "By any means necessary."

Troy sighed with a little head shake. "You'll never change, will you Damian."

"I've always been one for tradition, you knew this party was for us to discuss terms. That's why you came." Damian said as he turned to walk back into the party, knowing they would follow.

Troy followed him into his study, where Ian was waiting for them. But he stopped at the door and looked down at Gabriella. He bent his head down and kissed her gently, lingering for a moment before nodding at Austin and Elijah coming up behind her. "Stay with her."

She watched him walk in and close the door. Unbelievably curious as to what they were going to talk about in there. Turning around, she smiled softly at Austin and Elijah. "He just wants you to be safe."

"I know." She said with a little sigh as Austin held out his hand to her, asking for a dance.

"It'll take your mind off it." Austin smiled as Elijah leaned against the wall, grabbing a drink and keeping watch for anything unusual.

She took a look at everyone else dancing. It was so formal, and pristine. They were all in step, perfectly. "I don't know how."

He chuckled and brought her close, quickly spinning her around and bringing her back as they fell in step with everyone else. "Just relax and follow my lead."

Gabriella looked down at their feet moving. "You're good at this."

"These types of dances were popular in my time. I'm not saying I detest today's grinding dances, but I certainly prefer the waltz." Austin said with a little grin.

She giggled lightly. "I'm a fan of the jitterbug."

Austin furrowed his brow for a moment before letting out a quite laugh. "Ah yes. The 'roaring' twenties. That was a good time. We came to America for a short while, and left right before the Great Depression. Troy insisted that we come back when the German's invaded Poland. He wanted to join the war. He's fought in just about every war. I stayed in England though, fought on the British side."

"That's when Troy met Aiden, right?" Aiden was quite a mystery. He hadn't really reveled much about himself. And he always seemed restless and angry.

"Yes, and saved him from a pack of vampires, only to be bitten by a werewolf…Don't worry about Aiden. He'll come around. He's just been on the edge lately…His mate Cassandra was taken, and we suspect it was one of Damian's men that took her." Austin explained with a sad smile.

Gabriella's eyes widened. "I didn't know."

"It's not exactly something he likes to talk about…Mates are a little rare these day. Not everyone has them, usually only those that are born a werewolf or vampire have mates. But perhaps it's because Cassandra was born a werewolf…She's only been a part of our pack for a few years.

She blinked a few times, finally piecing together Aiden. She felt a little guilty being so happy with Troy, when Aiden sees them he must think of his mate. "When was she taken?"

Austin thought about it for a moment. "About four months ago."

Gabriella's eyes scanned the room for Aiden. She found him and Nathan talking to two guys from Ian's pack. "I can't imagine how he must feel."

Austin followed her gaze and smiled sadly. "He's pretty good at hiding it. But he's prepared for the worst. We're on the brink of war, and we all have to make sacrifices."

"You too?"

"Mates are extremely rare with vampires. Wolves are monogamous, we are not. I've had many partners, but no one serious. Finding someone to spend eternity with is difficult. And vampires are very sexual beings, being polygamists has become part of our nature." Austin said in such causal way, not blushing or blinking twice when talking about anything sexual.

Gabriella couldn't help but admire the way he spoke. Like such a gentleman. And he doesn't seem to mind that this information is so foreign to her, he actually seemed to like explaining things. "I never thought I would find anyone I would want to be with for the rest of my life. I still can't believe that I'm Troy's mate. I'm a little scared that one day I'll go to sleep and wake up to find this was all just a dream."

Austin chuckled. "This is real alright. It's as real as it gets. You and Troy will probably be together forever."

She blinked a few times. "How will that work? I'm human, I will die one day."

Austin closed his eyes tightly, wishing he could take back what he said. "Damn. I shouldn't have said that…You should talk to Troy about that soon."

"What do you mean?"

He sighed, knowing that he was screwed. "You should probably start considering being a werewolf." When her eyes widened, he quickly added. "Troy would never force it upon you. But being immortal isn't that bad. It's kind of nice actually. And pretty soon you'll realize that you want to be with Troy forever, even if it means giving up your humanity."

Gabriella thought about it for a moment, barely even feeling her feet moving so fluidly to the music.

Would it hurt? Would it mean that she could spend forever with Troy? She couldn't really figure out if she was attached to the fact that she's human. Does it really make a difference, being a werewolf or not, other than the immortality and wolf changing abilities. Is she ready to give up her mortality? …To be honest, she couldn't really think of a real reason to stay human. She was never really happy, or ambitious. She sort expected her life to play out normally and boring. But then Troy changed everything, and now she suddenly wants to travel the world, and have adventures that she's only read about in books.

"You're probably right." Gabriella said as a smile slowly appeared on her face. The song ended, and everyone stopped dancing to turn and clap for the band. They nodded and smiled before starting another song.

Austin brought her back over to Elijah, who had joined Aiden and Nathan. The two guys from Ian's pack turned and greeted her. "And you're the famous Gabriella."

She frowned. "Everyone keeps saying that."

The one with shaggy blond hair and hazel eyes bowed. "I'm Hazel. This is Chris." He gestured to the werewolf next to him with dark red hair and green eyes.

"Hazel is Ian's Beta, and Chris is third-in-command." Nathan explained as he took a sip of his wine.

Chris shrugged with a humorous smile "It's a living."

Gabriella smiled back at him for a moment before a thought entered her mind. "Wait. Who's Troy's Beta?"

Aiden raised a finger. "I'm Beta, Elijah's third-in-command."

"Troy could probably be a one man show, but someone has to do the tedious things." Nathan added with a smug smirk.

Chris could tell that Gabriella hasn't really been formally introduced to their world. And from what Ian told them the other night, she hasn't really been told much either. "These guys are kind of famous you know. Being part of a pack with Troy as the Alpha is considered an honor. But being in Ian's pack, we use our positions and tittles a little more."

"Troy's pack is elusive and mysterious. Not many people know what he looks like, so he gets by pretty easily." Hazel added, grinning at Aiden.

Chris looked Austin up and down for a moment. "They're also the only pack with a vampire."

Austin narrowed his eyes. He and Chris have never gotten along. In all the times they've met, Chris just wouldn't warm up to him. "Out of respect for the lady, I won't dignify that with a response."

Gabriella furrowed her brow. Being treated so delicately was starting to get old.

But before she could say anything, Troy was suddenly next to her, taking her hand in his. "We're leaving." His tone was low and firm.

Gabriella opened her mouth to protest. She was starting to enjoy the evening. And being brought to places only to be dragged out was also starting to get old. "What happened?"

Ian joined them, the same hard look on his face. "Let's go." Chris and Hazel nodded and went to grab their two other pack members, the smiles on their faces gone, replaced with seriousness.

"What happened?" Gabriella asked again as Troy started leading them out.

The vampires in the room watched them leave, disdain in their eyes and disgust on their faces. Happy the smell of wet dog was leaving, and happy they wouldn't have to suppress the urge to taste the blood coming from the female with them. She smelled so divine, but they knew that if they even glanced at her for too long, Damian would kill them slowly and painfully.

They made it to their car in silence, and Gabriella was tired of being ignored. "Is something wrong?"

Troy started the car up, pulling her close. He turned his head as Ian started his own car, his pack getting in. They shared a look. "Tomorrow afternoon we'll start planning. Ian nodded. No funny goodbye or wave.

Gabriella lifted her head, looking up at him and a little nervous of when he would finally speak. "Troy?"

"We're at war."

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I'm soooooooooo sorry it took me as long as it did to update. My old computer burned out, and I had to get a new one. I had to rewrite it and then I couldn't remember what I wrote, and then I had a little writers block.

But I hope you liked it. Please review, and please don't be mad about the lateness.