15 The 1st Encounter With Danger { 1 }

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The next morning, I woke up on the bed, with the blanket on top of me.

'Weird how I end up here. Hope I didn't sleep walk.'

I slowly got up and I went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. I went down stairs to the kitchen, because I was hungry. "Jennifer, aren't you suppose to be in bed right now?" Mrs. George asked.

"No, why?" I asked.

"Don't you feel sick?" Mr. George asked. "No." I said, "What's the matter?"

All of those worried faces were around me.

"Let's talk about this after breakfast." Mr. George said.

Ryan looked at me and I looked away.

The maiden made a heavy breakfast for me, I don't even think I could finish it. I quickly ate it anyways, shoving it in my mouth.

"Jennifer, are you sure you are feeling ok?" Mr. George asked.

"Yes, I am positive." I said and sat down on the couch when I was done.

"That's unusual," Mrs. George said and Mr. George nodded.

"What's unusual?" I asked.

They looked at me and said, "You are suppose to be sick after you eat the medicine. It is a pill to wake your inner self up." they explained.

"Wait, you mean the 'inner - self' is a werewolf inside me?" I asked.

"Yes, but I don't know why it is not working." they exclaimed worriedly.

"Maybe if she eats it long enough, it will work." Mrs. George said, "The werewolf is probably deep asleep."

"Sure you took the pill?" Mrs. George asked.

"110 % sure." I said.

"I have to investigate on this case. This never happen before." Mr. George said while rubbing his chin.

"Is it possible that the werewolf inside me would never wake up?" I blurted it out accidently.

"Never, that never happened before. I don't think it is possible that it could happen, because it has to wake up. But in your case, the pill before the new one that I had prescribed it was for your wolf to calm down. We had to make the wolf fall asleep, because you didn't knew how to control it. The inner you was very wild and you were not able control it. But the silver pill wakes the wolf up. Now that you are grown up, you should be able to control it." Mrs. George explained.

My head spun. "May I be excused?" I asked.

They nodded saying "I know this is a lot to sink in, but soon you will deal with it. Now go up stairs and rest for a while."

I got up and headed for the stairs. I walked into the room and threw myself on the bed.

I laid there on the bed thinking to myself. What happens if my wolf wakes up, but I still don't know how to control it? And what will happen when I can't control it, will I become weak like before?

The door opened and Ryan walked in. He went to the computer and turned it on. I was still lying on the bed. I turned on my head to face him.

"What are you doing? I am feeling bored." I said and got up, walking up next to him.

"Nothing, just planning the wedding." he said and I looked at the screen disinterestedly.

I walked over to sit on the window seat. "Can at least a day pass without the wedding being mention?" I asked and looked out the window.

The forest looked different in the daylight. Instead of the creepy and dark one, it was full of green and I could hear the animals making different sounds as the window was open.

"I am sorry. You're right, the wedding is far away and it is uncomfortable for you to hear it mentioned every second of the day." he said and got up.

I looked at him, "Tell me truly. Do you want this wedding anyways?"

He stared at me for a while, with firm but affectionate voice he said "Well, this wedding is a big part of my life. It is something that I want to remember for the rest of my life."

Then by looking away he continued "I want to marry someone that I love and that person will . . . love me back."

There was a moment of silence in the room, an uncomfortable silence.

"What if the person you're marrying to doesn't . . . love you back?" I asked.

It was weird asking this question and it felt weird when it came out of my mouth. The atmosphere shifted, it was awfully silence and I feel it was uncomfortable to ask a person that, but I have to know.

It was quiet for a whole minute. I thought he forgot the question, when he finally spoke, "Can we drop this subject?"

I looked out of the window. I wondered to myself, How am I going to survive?