"How do you know your cousin isn't talking a lot of bullshit? She said I can't be part of this," Roman asked as he sat petting Casper. Selena was pacing around the circle Peter was drawing, her anxiety at an all time high. Roman watched her, his hormones seeming to elevate at an inconvenient time as he looked over her bare legs and perky breasts.

"Trust me if I could switch places with you, I would," Peter replied with an eye roll. Selena kept shuffling around, putting both boys on edge.

"Sel, what's wrong?" Peter asked after he couldn't take her pacing anymore.

"It's not right," she muttered as she kept walking in circles. "Incomplete," she looked at Peter, their eyes meeting as he suddenly understood what she was trying to tell him. Her gaze flitted towards Casper for a second, pain written all over her face. "Maybe I can find a squirrel or-"

"Sel, we both know that's not how it works," Peter replied sadly. Roman frowned at their conversation.

"What are you two rambling about?"

They both ignored him as Peter began to light the candles, and took the salt from Roman, pouring it into a small bowl. He reached out, telling Roman to take his hand. Selena took Casper as Roman obliged and began walking around the circle with Peter as he recited gypsy verses. Selena took the opportunity to give Casper a tight hug and a kiss, whispering gypsy spells to help with his pain.

"So? Are we in business?" Roman asked as Peter held his hands to the air. She felt her breath catch in her throat as Peter sighed and reached for his cat, which she reluctantly let go of.

"What are you doing?" Roman asked panicked as he saw Peter bend down with it in his hands. Casper meowed in protest.

"You might want to turn around for this," he told them both. Selena turned and left, not wanting to be there when the poor cat lost its life. She breathed in the fresh air as soon as she was outside as tears threatened to fall from her eyes. She made her way towards a fence and leaned against it. Roman appeared behind her not too long afterwards, not being able to deal with what they had just done. She could smell the smoke from his cigarette as he approached her.

"Why?" Roman asked choked. They had all grown fond of the cat, and it was actually hurtful to know he was gone. He was the last bit of innocence in their lives.

"They ask for the heart of something you love. It was either Casper or me," she replied simply as she wiped her tears away. Roman threw his arm around her as she leaned into him. He placed a kiss on her head as he tried to comfort her, knowing that Peter would have never sacrificed her but it had still caused him pain to have to kill his childhood pet.

"Do you regret moving here?" He asked her. He knew that the situation they were in wasn't a pleasant one. You'd have to be absolutely fucking insane to want to be here.

"No. I don't," she replied honestly. Despite the hurricane they had been thrown into, she had managed to be reunited with her childhood friend and find someone like Roman. These were both wins in her eyes.

Peter passed by both of them in a daze, his walking crooked and eyes not really seeing. Selena frowned as Roman shouted out to him.

"Hey where are you going? Hey! If anybody sees you we're fucked!" They watched as he stumbled and fell to his knees, looking up to the sky. Selena made a move to go after him but Roman held her back. She frowned but stayed, waiting for him to return. After a minute Peter stood again and walked over to where they were standing. Roman handed him a cigarette which he gratefully took.

"I need something else. Bacon. The grease actually," he told them both.

"Is that how you're gonna fight them?" Roman asked as he took another drag from his own cigarette.

"Yeah."

"What's the price?" Selena asked hesitantly. Peter looked at her sadly.

"My face. The price for breaking the rules is my human face."

"No. You can't," Selena said panicked. "We can leave. We don't have to-"

"Sel, stop." Peter placed both hands on her shoulders, unintentionally leaving her blood stained. "Bacon grease. I'm gonna need a lot of it."

"Alright." She breathed before turning towards Roman. "Come on."

Selena sat at Roman's kitchen table with a worried look on her face. She watched as Roman flipped the bacon over, the smell so overpowering it filled the entire house. She picked up a piece off the plate that he had already piled up, chewing it nervously.

"I see that's enough cholesterol to see you into your dotage," Olivia said as she walked in as Roman poured grease into another jar. They already had two filled, three would be sufficient.

"I'm feeling peachy, mom. Thanks for asking," Roman replied bitterly at the fact his mother hadn't bothered to check up on him since he had woken from his coma.

"It's quite obvious you've made a complete recovery," she replied as she walked around the table. "Selena darling, lovely to see you," she greeted as she placed a kiss on the top of her head. Roman raised an eyebrow at the gesture but smiled to himself as he realized his usually indifferent mother had taken a liking to her. Selena smiled at the woman.

"It's nice to see you too Mrs. Godfrey," she replied. Olivia took out a bottle of wine and two glasses, pouring herself one and placing the other in front of Selena.

"You look like you could use this," she nodded towards the drink. Selena nodded, taking a sip gratefully.

"Where were you?" Roman asked as he continued to cook bacon.

"At the institute. I had a bit of a spell but Dr. Pryce tells me it's nothing to worry about. I'm really quite fine now."

"We're going to kill it. It ends tonight." Roman's words rang through the kitchen as the the females sat staring at him.

"Of course you are."

"Tell Shelley I'm sorry but I won't be home for dinner."

"Before you go, if you would spare a moment with your mother." Selena got the hint that this was something she wanted her son alone for.

"I'll take these to the car," Selena announced as she stood and gestured to the jars of bacon grease. Roman nodded, wiping his hands on a rag.

"Be careful tonight my darling," Olivia said as she stood and placed a kiss on her cheek. "The world would be a much sadder place if we were to lose your beauty."

"I'll try my best to stay alive," Selena replied with a small grin. She placed the jars into a bag and headed outside towards Roman's car- throwing it into the trunk. She was wearing a slip dress, something easy to put on and easy to carry. Having to redress after turning into a cat for every little moment was starting to annoy her and she had opted for a simple solution. If she folded the dress up just right, it would fit into Roman's pocket.

"Well shit, what the fuck is that?" Selena asked as Roman reappeared with a case.

"A gift from my mom," he replied as he threw it into the trunk. He held a hoodie in his other hand and threw it to her. "Here, just wear this. If this shit is really going down tonight I want to be able to hold your hand, not your paw."

Selena scoffed at his comment but threw the sweater on anyway, pulling the hood up. Roman stopped her before she got into the car, placing a kiss on her lips. She smiled against him. If there was one good thing to come of this, it was the upir.

"You're not going to leave, right?" Roman asked as he drove back to where Peter was waiting for them. He drove with his left hand, his other hand holding hers. She frowned at the question.

"We're gypsies, Roman," she replied. She didn't want to think about what would happen to Peter after this. He was giving up his sanity for it. For this town that didn't deserve him to be their hero after they had treated them as if they were lower than stray dogs on the streets.

"You're not leaving," Roman replied as he tightened his grip on her hand, his voice tight. She clenched her teeth as she realized that he had voiced a command, and that she was forced to follow it because of his blood that flowed through hers.

"Roman," she protested, "you said you wouldn't force me-"

"Right. You're right. Shit, I'm sorry," he apologized as he realized that he had given her an order. "I want you to stay, but I want it to be your choice," he replied as they pulled up to the abandoned sanctuary. Selena stood and met him at the back of the car as he opened the trunk. She pulled him towards her and kissed him firmly before grabbing the bag holding the bacon grease and heading inside.

"You did good," Peter commented as he took the jars out. Selena watched as Roman opened up his case, revealing a medieval looking axe. She let out a whistle at the weapon.

"Mama don't joke around," she said with a laugh.

"Just don't poke an eye out," Peter joked as he laughed at the choice of weapon. Roman grinned before his phone began to ring.

"Peter. What are we going to do once this is over?" Selena asked quietly as Roman answered the phone call.

"I don't know. Depends how it ends, I guess." He replied. "You stay with Roman. I doubt he'd let you go," he sighed.

"He said I'm free to choose," she replied quietly. Peter's eyebrows shot up in surprise. Roman was a rich spoiled brat so the fact he wasn't trying to control her came as a surprise. "Where you go, I go. Remember?"

Peter smiled at her words before letting out a deep sigh. He could see that she was happy with Roman, despite him wishing it to be him. And he himself found himself thinking more about the blonde these moments. He didn't want to force her to do anything.

"Sel, I love you. You know that. And my mom loves you, and so does Destiny. And because of that, we want you to choose what you want. I want you to choose what you want. Don't...feel obligated to stay with me, okay?" He replied as he placed a hand on her cheek, gently stroking her skin with his thumb. She leaned into his warm hand and nodded. Peter placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and gave her a reassuring grin.

"Letha needs me to go. Says it's important," Roman interrupted their moment, a small look of apprehension on his face as he regarded the intimate moment they had been having. Peter immediately stood and grabbed his jacket, demanding to go. Selena rolled her eyes but followed, not really looking forward to including the blonde into their plans.

"You're fucking shitting me," Selena muttered as she saw Christina sitting in the living room. Only Letha would allow a child to be dragged along with them.

"No it's fine," Peter replied as he stared at her. Selena didn't like it one bit. The girl claimed to be terrified but she gave off a different vibe, a different aura. Selena didn't want anything to do with her yet somehow she ended up sitting in between the two as Roman drove with Letha in front.

"Stupid fucking bitch,"Christina muttered as she eyed Selena. The girl's head whipped around at her words.

"Excuse me?!" She yelled angrily. The young girl's eyes widened as she realized that she had heard her.

"Roman. Pull over," Peter ordered as they pulled into a convenience store. He dragged Selena out of the car, Roman following behind.

"Sel, what happened?" Roman asked once they were inside.

"She called me a fucking bitch! That fucking little shit," Selena glared at the car where the girl sat, staring at nothing. It creeped her out. "There's something wrong with her."

"She's just scared and lashing out. I think she's right. The Vargulf is probably coming after her next," Peter explained as he looked through the store looking for rope. Selena huffed at his excuse. "Here. It's better we're prepared," he said as he handed the cables to Roman.

"You can sit next to that creep," Selena muttered to Peter as Roman attempted to buy the stuff they needed. Peter rolled his eyes but agreed to switch places with her. Roman approached them empty handed.

"Jesus, what did you do to him?" Peter asked incredulously. Selena rolled her eyes as she took the cash out of Roman's hand and walked over to the cash register.

"Hi, I know that my friend over there isn't the nicest. Trust me, I do," she began as the two boys kept bickering behind her, not even noticing her absence. "But we really need this."

The man looked her over, eyes roaming her slim body covered by the thin material. She shot him a bright smile as she placed a hand over his. "It really would mean so much to me if such a decent man such as yourself helps me out," she said with a wink. The man finally let out a grin, agreeing to sell her the cables. She thanked him and bounced over to the boys, throwing the bag into Roman's hands.

"What? How did you get this?" He asked in disbelief as he looked over to the cashier who glared at him.

"Boys, you really do underestimate me."

"You know, I kissed you once," Christina admitted to Peter once they were all inside the building. Selena scoffed. Of course this girl had a crush on him. The white haired girl glared at her before continuing her story.

"I wanted the experience. It's what writers do," she kept going. "That's why I researched how to turn."

Peter and Selena both froze. No, this wasn't right. You could only be born into it or bitten. Trying to turn by yourself resulted in the person going crazy. It resulted in vargulfs.

"What do you mean turn?" Peter asked hesitantly.

"It's like I said, experience is a writer's material. And you had so many stories and I wanted my own. I wanted to be as free as you," she replied. Selena immediately stood in front of Peter protectively.

"I should kill you," she spat. This girls stupidity was the reason so many others had died. It was the reason there was a manhunt for them.

"What? No!" Letha yelled out, not understanding what was happening. Christina ignored them both, eyes fixated on Peter.

"I felt pretty silly. I mean how did I think it was gonna work?" She kept going. "And then it came. The harvest moon."

"Jesus Christ." Peter's breathing was ragged as he realized what was happening. That he had brought Selena and Letha into the wolf's den. Roman immediately strode over to Letha and took hold of her.

"You need to get out of here," he told her but the girl resisted. She watched as Peter took Christina over to a different part of the sanctuary.

"Letha. You need to go." Selena said trough gritted teeth. Letha shook her head, determined. "For fuck's sake. Do you want to die? Do you want your child to die?" She argued. The stubborn girl wasn't hearing any of it as she continued to fight against Roman's hold on her.

"Let go of me!" Letha yelled as she tried to get out of Roman's grasp.

"Listen to me! It's her," he told her. She looked at him in disbelief. "She's the fucking vargulf. It's fucking her!"

Selena's heart dropped when she heard a growl. It wasn't night yet, the sun was barely beginning to set.

"No! Peter!" She yelled as she ran towards him. He caught her in his arms, placing a frantic kiss on her that only angered the tied up wolf even more. It snarled at them as it tugged against the cable that held it back.

"I love you," he told her. She cried as she kissed him again, not knowing if any of them would survive through the night.

"I love you too." Peter nodded and gestured for her to leave, which she reluctantly did so. She walked back towards Roman with tears in her eyes as Letha's screams filled the air.

A/N: Hello! I apologize so much for taking forever to update but I've been busy with life and my other stories. I'll do my best to update soon, possibly in a day or two because you all deserve it. Thank you for reading!