Chapter 6: Fiction to Non-Fiction

Accalia's POV

We walked through his house decked out in black and gold accents. The house was just as amazing as the ride here was. When we got to his room, he threw me a water bottle. "Your room is amazing." I said in awe of how huge his room was and surprisingly clean. I'd never seen a room as large as his before. Even with having four brothers and lucking out to get the largest room. It did compare to his size. I sat at the end of his bed while he went in the mini fridge. "Thanks, it's the smallest room in the house but off bedroom sizes what happened to your neck?" moving my shirt down I revealed the wound on my neck. "Last Friday after the game I got attacked in the woods, I know it might sound crazy, but I think it was a werewolf." Easton came and sat next to me putting his hand on mine. Only for me to pull away after a shock went through my body. We sat at the end of the bed looking into each other's eyes for what felt like a lifetime then he leaned in and kissed me. Sparks flew through me like I had never felt before. It was like the galaxy exploding in my mouth and I wanted more. Before we knew it my shirt was off, his pants were off, and we were in his bed under the sheets.

He kissed down my neck leaving me in pure bliss. I ran my hands down his toned six pack making him slightly let out a moan making me smile on the inside. Easton flipped me over to where I was straddling his lap and unhooked my bra tossing it to the side. I had never had anyone see me exposed but he looked at me like I was the most beautiful girl in the world. Every movement felt like magic. I kissed him in the nape of his neck causing him to let out a growl. I sat back up to kiss his lips only to jump up out of the bed and into the corner next to the mini fridge. His eyes weren't the same blue I remembered growing up; they were now a golden yellow like the animal that attacked me. Easton was the animal from the woods. Easton was a shapeshifter. A werewolf. A beast enslaved to the moon. I grabbed my shirt that was the closest thing to me than my bra that was still on the bed. "I can explain Accalia." He said getting up from the bed. "You were the animal that attacked me weren't you?" running his hands through his hair he looked at me with and gave me a one-word answer. " Yes." I was in shock that the animal was him. I knew the answer to my question but I wanted to hear him say it. " What are you, Easton?" with a sigh he confirmed my thoughts. " I'm a werewolf Accalia and on the 22nd you will be one too." Once he finished that sentence my body hit the ground. The last thing I saw was him walking to me.

I woke up in a different room with yellow walls and white flowers on them. It looked like a child's room that was turned into a hospital room but it wasn't. It was too quiet to be. A woman from what I could see with my blurry vision walked in wearing an old nurses outfit from what looked like the 60's and put a cold towel on my forehead. Once my vision started to clear I recognized the lady. It was Mrs. Allan our principle. " Thank goodness you've woken. I was scared I'd have to get the smelling salts." I was confused as of why Mrs. Allan was in a nurses outfit and taking care of me was the principle, not a nurse. " I really need to go home." I said turning to have my feet hanging off the side of the bed. A door opened again and Easton stood in the doorway. " Leave us." he commanded and she left without a word. Easton came and sat at the end of the bed and spoke. "You asked me before you fainted what I was, Accalia I'm a werewolf. I did attack you and on the 22nd you will turn for the first time." I wanted to laugh and ask if my brothers had put him up to this as some kind of joke. But with the tone of his voice and expression on his face I knew he wasn't playing with me. " What have you done to me!" I yelled in his face. If what he was saying to me my life would change forever. I looked at him with rage and tears in my eyes. " Accalia I know this seems crazy but don't lie to me and tell me you don't feel yourself being drawn to me." I had been feeling drawn to him a lot more than I used to when I was younger. He became attractive to me sophomore year, but I fought it. Though after the attack the urges to fight were gone. "What you're feeling, what I'm feeling only happens to werewolves when we find them." I looked in his eyes when he said the last part. "Accalia you're the one, you're my mate." I instantly got up and turned away from him. "You're wrong, I'm not your mate, I'm human, and werewolves can't be mates in every movie and website." he looked at me with the look of don't believe everything you see in movies. "If this is real why haven't all been found, yawl are myths made by Hollywood." Easton sighed at my sentence. I guess I watched too much twilight for this myth to be a reality conversation. "We have to stay in hiding due to your family."

What the heck did he mean by that? I was bewildered that he said it was my family's fault they were in hiding. My mother Lexi Marie Snow was a 5'4 frail looking woman that worked as a lawyer at a firm. My father, Michael Snow, on the other hand, was a 6 '9 man buff and Brod that worked for the police force and watched the male unit in the jail. I started thinking about my father with a stake and silver bullets like van Helsing slaying werewolves in the night. It just didn't add up. " If this is even possible, why are y'all hiding from my parents?" I said, rolling my eyes after my sentence. I had just figured out why I didn't like Easton all these years. He was 110% crazy. " If you don't believe me, look around your house for old journals and actually read them, I promise you'll believe me afterwards." throwing my hair up in a bun I sarcastically said to him to take me home so I could look for these imaginary journals and prove this was a prank. He grabbed my phone and put his number in. " When you find out the truth, text me, now let's get you home."

The drive home was silent. If what Easton had told me was true my family had a dark secret they had kept hidden from me . Then to make matters worse I would be Easton's mate. He stopped on the road in front of my house and cut the car off. " Thank you for the ride home." as I went to get out of the he grabbed me by my arm to have our lips collide once again. As expected sparks flew once again in my mouth. When he pulled away I was tempted to pull him back but I controlled myself. " Goodnight Easton." I closed the door and watched him drive off. Maybe just maybe being his mate wouldn't be such a nightmare after all.