Chapter 13

Megan

To say that I slept well would be a gigantic lie. Every time I managed to drift off, I would wake up startled, remembering the fear I had felt. In each of those opportunities, I would look at Jack's face, and as simple as that, I would calm down. I noticed on more than one occasion that his expression would harden; I know he is hiding many things from me, and that worries me. If he would just open up to me, I could help him. What could be so difficult to say? Although, thinking about it, if he were to tell me that he is a married man, not only would I never see him again, but for the first time in my life, I would kick someone in the balls—or well, I would try to. I mean, the man kissed me, and I kissed him back, and I loved it. I do not regret that, and if he were married, it would bother me a lot, but regret it? God, no.

Leaving those thoughts behind, I head to the living room. I do not see him there, so I go to the kitchen, and that is where I find him. Jeans, a white t-shirt, and barefoot; without a doubt, standing here staring at him would be worthy of a stalker. As if he noticed my presence, he turns, giving me one of his magnificent smiles.

"Good morning, angel. I hope you are hungry because I am making some pancakes that I know you will love."

"You know how to cook?" He keeps scoring points; he does not know how perfect he is.

"You see, my mom always said that we should learn, especially if we wanted to leave home."

"Well, that sounds like a responsible and wise woman." I would not let my children leave without knowing how to support themselves either.

"She is. Maybe you will meet her in a while." Wait, what?

"Um... maybe. Who knows, right?" I murmur carefully. Just as he is about to respond, the door rings. Saved.

"Would you open the door, angel?"

"Sure." I get up from the chair and head to the door. When I open it, I am met with a big smile from the guy from last night—Nathan? I do not remember him well. He is accompanied by Ryan and a rather intimidating blonde man. "Good morning, come on in." I step aside to let them in. "He is in the kitchen," I murmur, receiving nods in response.

When I return, I see Jack serving three more plates.

"Good morning, guys. I am surprised to see you so early. What is going on?"

"Nothing, we just came to see how things were going." Sure, I noticed the look Ryan gave me. I cannot know what they have to say.

"I am going to the room. Talk freely," I say, annoyed.

"No, Megan, stay. It is nothing you cannot know, believe me." I look at Ryan and decide to sit back down, receiving the plate that Jack hands me. Ryan turns to look at me and asks, "How did you sleep?"

"Not very well, to be honest." I decide to be sincere.

"And why is that, little one? Is Jack such bad company?" I look at the blonde man who, for the first time, is smiling.

"Um... no, he is not. You are not," I say, looking at Jack. "It is just that with what happened yesterday, the intrusion and everything, it is normal to be a bit scared."

"You are safe here, angel. You know I will protect you," he says, stroking my cheek. "And you, Robert, stop being an idiot." So the blonde guy is Robert.

Breakfast passes quietly, and the guys report that the police who went to Susan's house did not find anything, but there will be a patrol car constantly outside the house. That did not reassure me one bit, but I put on my "tough girl" mask and smiled, saying everything would be fine. When the guys finally left, I turned toward Jack, who was already looking at me as if waiting for something.

"You still have to tell me what you refused to say yesterday." I watch as his expression changes.

"Alright, honey, but I must ask you to keep an open mind." Is it that serious? "Do you believe in the supernatural?"

"Um... yes. But what does that have to do with what you are hiding from me?" Could it be that he found out? No, that cannot be.

"Well, that is what I want to talk to you about, angel. You see, I do not know how to say this, but since you believe in the supernatural, you will know that there are legends about werewolves." I nod, thinking about how on earth he found out; I cannot believe he is telling me this. "Do not be scared, angel, I promise you are safe. The thing is, I am one. I am the alpha of my pack." Wait, what? That, I did not expect. Is he also one of them? But it seems he is not done. "And you are my moon, meaning my mate, or life partner, whatever you want to call it." I look at him and do the only thing I can think of at this moment: I run and lock myself in the bathroom. "Angel? I know you are surprised and scared, but I would never hurt you, I promise."

"It is just that you just told me you are a dog!" I yell, completely out of my mind. "Oh my God, am I being held hostage here? Not him too."

"Angel, first of all, I am not a dog, I am a wolf. And to answer your question, you are not being held hostage. Can you come out so we can talk better?" I hear him sounding sad. I do not want him to be sad; I like him, but he also did it in his time, and everything ended badly. I cannot keep hiding in here. If he wanted to hurt me, he had plenty of time, and at some point, I will have to leave; I cannot stay here forever. I take a deep breath and open the door, seeing him there against the wall waiting for me. I take another deep breath and prepare myself for what is coming.