Behold, The Realisations of One Madeline Delcour

Madeline's jaw dropped to the floor.

"Briar? What are you doing here?" She questioned, her head turned to face the lady that'd just barged in and interrupted her conversation with Xavier.

What was the explanation to this?

What was happening?

Was this another dream?

Madeline held her head.

"My poor head," she mumbled.

Things had a knack for catching her by surprise these days.

Xavier looked back and forth between them. He'd expected someone to come barging in, but he hadn't expected her. He'd gotten into a defensive stance once seeing the intruder. Of course, he backed down once Madeline confirmed she knew who the intruder was, but that didn't mean he was completely trusting of her.

Furrowing his brows, he realized she was a familiar face. He'd definitely seen her before. And he had perfect memory, so there was no doubt she was… well, only time would tell.

Briar was rooted to the ground - she'd momentarily forgotten about something.

"I'm terribly sorry to intrude, Alpha Xavier," she curtsied, an apologetic look painted across her face.

Madeline stared at her.

Wait. What?

Briar noticed Madeline's look of sheer confusion.

Clearing her throat, she said, "I can explain."

Xavier stared at her intensely. How dare she barge in the dining room! That was against the rules. Had she been spared from punishment, it'd prompt the other wolves to rebel.

Meanwhile, Madeline was more concerned as to why her friend was here.

'Why else would she be here, idiot?'

'Oh come on! Give her a chance to explain and plead her case. You can't always just jump to conclusions, you know.'

Madeline shrunk downwards when she heard what Briar had to say.

"You're a werewolf?!"

"Are you kidding me? Bri, this isn't funny," Madeline scrunched her nose. This wasn't funny at all.

To her dismay, Briar shook her head, "I'm not."

So, all this time... Briar was a werewolf. She was a delta in the pack.

Come to think of it, things were beginning to piece together. No wonder Briar was never available during full moons... and behaving strangely all around. It all made sense now, and that scared Madeline to bits.

If Briar was a werewolf... who else could have been a werewolf?

A bead of sweat dripped down Madeline's face.

"Are veryone in my life werewolves?"

Briar and Xavier both turned to look at her.

"What are you looking at?" Madeline raised her brow, a big frown now on her face.

Briar was a werewolf. Her friend was a werewolf this entire time and yet she never noticed!

One part of her was seething with rage over the fact that Briar had never told her about this. The other part of her was relieved to know she had someone here and was glad she was here.

Finally! Someone she trusted... sort of.

Briar had lied about being human... but on the other hand, how could she have told her anyway?

Nearly no humans knew werewolves existed, Madeline presumed.

Heck, had Briar told her point blank that she was a werewolf, she would've laughed it off and asked if Briar was joking. That, and how halloween was months away.

"You hid the fact you weren't human from me for years," Madeline realized.

Xavier knew better than to intrude. Then again, he could've easily just ended the conversation and sent Briar away to receive punishment... but this seemed important to Madeline.

Ah yes, Madeline. Her.

Xavier was stunned to discover his soulmate was her, a mere mortal. But, under his usually calm exterior, he wondered if she was truly mortal, or if she was faking her identity.

No mortal could simply show up in another place in soul form. Hell, he had trouble doing so and he was the most powerful werewolf of the pack!

Instead of dismissing it, he'd made the decision to investigate it further.

Perhaps it was partly because he doubted fate would give him a human soulmate.

He was prejudiced against humans, yes he could admit it. But, Madeline was different, and she was his soulmate.

Soulmates weren't allowed to hurt each other physically. The red string that bonded them prevented them from doing so.

If he tried doing so, he'd start feeling inscrutable pain. So would Madeline if she tried.

Watching as Madeline and Briar spoke, he looked at the time impatiently. He had somewhere to be, much to their dismay.

He was the alpha of his pack, he had things to do at all times, and kept the idle chit chat infrequent.

"Ahem," he interrupted Madeline and Briar's conversation.

"I'll be leaving," he announced.

Briar nodded, and Madeline waved him goodbye.

"Why didn't you tell me you're a werewolf?"

"Because…"

"I think you can agree that the majority of humans think werewolves don't exist."

"So, when they discover that they were wrong all along, they start planting seeds of doubt in their own heads."

"Unless they were to see us in werewolf form - which is dangerous as is since we can't control ourselves during the full moon - we have no concrete evidence that we're werewolves. And besides, humans will always find ways to dismiss our abilities. Super strength? They must work out a lot. Super speed? They're probably just a fast runner. Super hearing? Aww, they can hear well."

Madeline could see why Briar chose to keep things a secret, but she was still having a hard time dealing with the fact that her closest friend was a werewolf.

It couldn't have been just a coincidence, meeting her soulmate and her closest friend and discovering they were both werewolves all in a span of three days or so.

Fate must have had something planned.

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Author's Note: So, what do you think of the story so far, leave a comment down below to tell me what you think! (And also, powerstones, reviews and comments are much appreciated. I try to respond to each comment I get, so feel free to drop down feedback and theories below since this is my first ever werewolf book.)

Love, mari <3< p>