CHAPTER 6

　　ARTEMIS' POV:-

　　"Woah! Woah! Woah!!! Okay wait! You can not be serious! A werewolf! That is just fantasy. Werewolf, vampires, fairies! None of them are real. They don't exist. They don't exist, right?" I replied to Tracy in… a panicked tone if I am being honest. Yes, I was panicking. Like really really panicking. Werewolves, really! She did not have anything else to make fun of me. That was what I thought but I was forgetting the main point. I was actually talking to someone. And I was not sure if I was hallucinating or what. But she was actually responding to me. Call me crazy, but it was happening.

　　Hearing me, she actually started laughing hysterically. Like in a taunting way. As if she was making fun of me because of what I just said to her. "You seriously think that your mom was telling you stories of the fantasy world. Well, let me clear that for you. Werewolves and vampires are real. Fairies, well, I am not sure about them. Because I never met any. But some say they also exist. Well, who knows. This world never belonged to humans only. And don't forget, you are talking to your wolf, actually." As she sobered up, she finally spoke. And I was literally left speechless. I just could not believe that Tracy girl, whoever she was, said werewolves were real. And she called herself my wolf.

　　"I don't think so. I am not believing you. Seriously! Werewolves! No… no no no… never. Tell me you are kidding?" I spoke after a minute of silence. I just could not just accept it. And it was far far away from the truth. Or at least I believed that. For a person like me who had spent sixteen years of her life between real people who used to watch Twilight Saga and Underworld and Van Helsing type of movies with her friends on movie nights. Or have read novels like bitten or werewolves, or The knights. And not to mention, I watched all the seasons of Teen Wolf. Lots of hotties but Peter Hale was my favourite. Anyways, how could I just have believed a voice in my head saying that it was real.

　　"Your ``no no no`` is not going to change the reality, my lovely. The fact is that you are a werewolf. You were a born werewolf. But as expected, your wolf had to come out when you would turn sixteen. Or sometimes, they just don't come out at all. Like what happened to your mom. How can you forget what she always said at the end of every single story? ``No matter how far away you are, no matter where you are. You will never be alone. Because your wolf is always watching you over." She rolled her eyes and reminded me of something I had long forgotten. I gulped hard as I heard her. My jaw was literally on the ground. I did not know what to do.

　　Until that jerky Tracy started laughing hysterically again. I could picture her laughing hysterically, holding her stomach while laughing like a crazy person, or whatever she was. "Oh my God, you should have watched your face. Yes, werewolves are real. Your mom was one too. But your father took you away because you were declared a null wolf. Those who are born as humans. Like you were born with your father's genes." She replied to me and I sighed. But then again, that did not explain anything. In fact, it tangled the threads even more.

　　"Okay, so, I was not a werewolf! So how come you are talking to me? And my mom was a werewolf? Why did she never tell me? And please, stop being mean to me. I already have many mean people in my life. So just clear the clouds if you can." I asked her then told her to explain. She sighed then started explaining.

　　"There are two types of Werewolves. One, those who are born with wolves. The other, those who are bitten. There is no difference between both. Once a human is bitten, they are bestowed with a wolf. Some special ones with clear hearts are bestowed with some ancient wolves too. Like the ones who died before finding the meaning of their lives. The born wolves, they are also the same. Some get new wolves and some get the wolves of their ancestors." She started explaining everything. And finally, it started to make sense. Yes, it was still hard for me to digest the part that I was a werewolf. But my mom's stories finally started to make sense.

　　"So it means, I just got you. You were not born with me? Then why did you say that I got you when I was in my mother's womb? And what about my mom? How do you know her?" I asked her out of curiosity and she rolled her eyes at me in annoyance.

　　"Yes, you got me in the last seven days you spent in this stupid place. I am still weak. I need the power of the full moon to get out. So for these morons, you are still a human. I was not born with you. I was born a thousand years ago. You actually got an ancient wolf. Lucky you. You got me from your mother. But I was too weak to come out. That's why your mom never became a wolf. You wouldn't have as well, if you hadn't gotten bitten by an Alpha. And yes, I know your mom. Because I was supposed to be her wolf. Also, I can see her in your memories. I can touch your subconscious and look into your lost memories. As we are one now." She replied to me and honestly, it kinda felt badass. She sounded almost like me. And I started to like her.

　　"You are shivering with cold. Let me warm you up." She said as she felt me shivering. Just in a minute, I moaned softly as suddenly warmth spread through my body. As if I was sitting in the sunlight or near a fireplace. I hugged myself tightly as I felt a lot better.

　　"Thank you! I needed that. So, what is the plan? I know, you neither gonna stay here as a slave, nor gonna let them kill me. So, what is next?" I asked her and she chuckled softly.

　　"I am starting to like you. You are smart. Anyways, for now, I need to grow stronger. So eat and wait till the next full moon night. That night, my powers will be at its peak. We can take these morons together. But keep it low. They can not know that you are turning. Or they will kill us right away. Just three more weeks. Then we will be free." She responded and I nodded my head. Just then, I heard the door being unlocked. I quickly hugged my knees and buried my face between my knees. I had to pretend. I heard someone step in. She set something on the ground and left. I stood up and went towards the door. It was the plate that was filled with moong dal. The very thing I was deadly allergic to.