Mason POV

"Mom?" I ask. "Can I talk to you?" I ask looking around the door frame of her bedroom.

"Sure hon, whats up?" She asks and i step into her bedroom and shut the door behind me.

"It's about Malia." I ask and she sits in her desk chair.

"Is everything alright? I heard she was admitted into the hospital last night." She says.

"I don't know that's why I wanted to talk to you about." I laugh nervously.

"Spill."

"Okay she was admitted because she had this severe panic attack at the mall. But when she woke up she told me that she was hearing these people that were no where near her. Then she told me that was also smelling things that were also no where near her. Mom, these are things that werewolves, Vampires, and all sorts of other things that you haven't told me about." I explain to her pacing back and forth.

"Hun, I can't explain okay I'm not a witch. But their is a way... but it's not explainable." She says and stands up.

"But mom wh-" She cuts me short.

"It's not my place to be telling want I believe it could be. By believe I mean most likely not true. Now go to your room it's almost 11. You have school tomorrow." She say setting up opening the door and then using that alpha strength she has basically throws me into the hallway. She closes the door and I hear the familiar click meaning it's locked. I let out a frustrated sigh and run a hand through my messy black hair.

I look to the left of me where the door to the old nursery stands. No one has probably been in there for years. It hasn't been used since Ethan was born. I walk over to it and my hand hovers over the handle before grabbing the nob and turning. The door pops open making a squeaking sound. I push the door open more and slowly step inside. I look down and notice that this room actually has carpet. I look over to the right where a door stands instead of a curtain that use to hang there 18 years ago. I turn on the big lamp that stands in the corner giving the room barely enough light. That light bulb probably hasn't been changed in 14 years. Look around the rest of the room. A crib that all three of us have slept in stands collecting dust. A set of draws stands tall a few feet away from the crib, probably still filled with baby clothes from the first 2 years of our lives. Their is a room across the hall with two beds fit for toddlers. I slept in there until i was like 8 which now seems a little embarrassing 10 years later. On each wall has 12 pictures all framed from when we were babies. One for each month. In the corner to the left of the door is the changing table that's basically new from when Ethan used it when he was a baby. A bin filled with bath toys and stuffed animals sits under the crib.

I give the room a half hearted grin before backing into the hallway and close the door as quietly as I can.i stand in the hallway for a minute before going into the elevator and pressing my floor which stops right by my room. I step into my room and change into a pear of sweat pants and just not wearing a shirt because I'm cold but I'm not cold. You get me.

I hop into my bed getting under the covers and pulling the blankets that I have hidden under the heavy blanket (the comforter) tight around my body. Hey, don't judge. Girls can't be the only ones who get to like blankets. I look across the dark room and change my eyes so I can see through the room. (Like to the wolf eyes) Should I watch tv or not. They do always have those shows from when I was a kid at the late hours. But I'm tired. eeeeeehhhhhh!

You know what I'm going to sleep. I got the Homecoming dance tomorrow. It's big. it's the first time I'm going with a date.

I close my eyes and right before I can fall asleep I hear scratching outside my door. I let out a huff and fling the covers out of the way and go to the door and open it a crack. A small little white paw sticks threw and then a black little head. I open the door more wide and let my moms cat and her little kitten come in. The cats name is Oreo and this witch cast a spell on it so it would live longer I guess cause my moms had her since I was a baby. She had a litter but it was only 3 and they were premature so only the one made it. So my mom gave me the kitten because he's a miracle. Just like me. The cat has all black body with white paws, a white stomach, and the end of her tail is white. The kitten is the total opposite. It's all white except it's paws, stomach, and the end of his tail are black. Honestly he's the best pet I've ever had.

Cause I did have a fish, but I forgot to feed it and it died after a month of living off of rocks. But anyway, I let Oreo and the kitten Potter into my bedroom. I pick up Potter and set him on my bed and Oreo jump on the bed and curls herself around Potter. I myself get back into bed and pull the covers close to my body once again. I let out a sigh and feel the blanket going down and then back as one of the cats makes its way over to me. The little paws mean it's potter who jumps in front of my face and curls up into a ball and falls asleep. I smile slightly before falling asleep with a small little kitten right in my face.

***

Malia texted me not to pick her up because she was coming I late. So I didn't. Finally around lunch she showed up but wasn't really aloud to go to class because she's been getting these terrible migraines. So she spent the rest of the day with me because my day got all messed up so I only have Chemistry.

"So how long have you lived here?" Malia asks as we sit under the familiar tree outside of school.

"Well my whole life basically. I was born and raised." I Smile at her and she smiles back.

"That's cool, I wish I was. His towns pretty cool." She smiles and nods.

"Okay so what do you prefer cats or dogs?" I ask and lay down on the grass putting my backpack under my head.

"Uh... dogs." She says after thinking for a whole,"You?"

"Well I have a kitten because my moms car had a small little and only he made it. But I do really like wolves. So I'm kinda in the middle." I was so close to saying 'but I like wolves because I am one.'That would have been bad.

"So are you still aloud to go to home coming tonight?" I ask and turn my head to look at her.

"Yeah I think so. My mom hasn't said other wise." She shrugs and lays down next to me.

"So how's your mom? Did she start her job yet?" I ask changing the subject.

"She's good. She starts as an EMT tomorrow so, we'll just have to see how tagged goes." She smiles

"That's good. Have you den your dad since the accident?" I ask her.

"Yeah I saw him late last night and then this morning. He's getting off early today so he can see me before the dance." She explains and I nod my head.

Because if my supper hearing I can hear the bell ringing signaling chemistry starts in 4 minutes.

I let out a sigh and stand up. I grab my bag and help Malia to her feet.

"We better get to class." I tell her an we start to walk down the hill.

"So did you get a suit?" She ask me once we get into the building.

"Yeah, what's color is your dress. Unless you don't want the tie to match." I ask turning my body to her as we walk into the classroom.

Both Parker and Payton aren't here because for some reason they have to help with decorations or something. Even though they were suppose to do all that last night.

"Do you wanna sit next to me?" I ask her putting my bag next to my chair.

"Sure." She says and plops herself down in the chair next to me.

I take my seat.

"So do you want to go to dinner first or just come here?" I ask playing with my fingers.

"Surprise me." She says giving me a smirk.

"Okay I will," I say. "But I will not be in my blue jeep. I will be in my moms like 6 year old convertible." I tell her and she nods her head.

Soon class starts and the teacher just says this is a review day because we heave a test on Monday.

"Please reread chapter 4-7 in your text books with your partners. When you are done you can talk quietly." The Teacher says and I open my book and put it in the middle of the table so we can share.

**

Soon we finish the chapters so I turn my chair so I can face her.

"So like if you could date any celebrity in the world you would you date?" I ask. She looks up in thought.

"Probably like Dylan o'Brian or like Josh Hutcherson," She answers."What abut you?"

"Hm... I would pick Jennifer Lawrence. Maybe even Scarlet Johansen." (a/n hope I spelled those right😐)

"Scarlet Johansen?" She laughings.

"Yeah, she's hot." I smile at her.

"Okay, how about who would you date that's not a celebrity. Aaaaaaaaaand they have to be in your friend group?" She asks and poked me in the chest.

"You." I smirk.

"Really?" She asks smiling.

"Yeah, I mean Nico is dating Cameron, and Parker is dating Payton. But that doesn't matter to me. You're nothing like them.. Your nice and beautiful. Plus, I hope we go on more then one date." I tell her and grab both of her hands.

"Wow." she says. she looks down at our hands. She looks up at me and then the bell rings signaling that school is over.

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Malia POV

As soon as I walked into my house my mom and dad were home which isn't exactly always a good thing.

"What's going on? Is everything alright." I ask walking into the family room.

"Honey, we have to tell you something." My dad says putting his hands in his pocket.

"You may want to sit down." My mom says so I sit on the couch.

"Okay so I guess you've noticed that some of your senses have been advancing." My dad pauses.

"Yeah, so..." I drag on. what is this about.

"Well you know how their are dominate genes and then recessive genes." He waits for me to answer but I jut nod my head.

"Well my grandfather had these things too. But the symptoms started when he was around 12. But the only thing was he was born with it. He was what you would call a were wolf." He says and I stop him by standing up.

"Why are you joking with me. I know this stuff isn't real." I say sternly.

"Just let me finish please." He says and Bentley pushes me back to I fall back into the couch.

"In the supernatural world if you're a werewolf you have a soul mate. Or a mate. You find your mate when you turn 17. My grandfather found his mate who was also a werewolf but then she died in a horrible car crash. He was devastated but then he fell in love with a human. He left his pack and lived the rest of his life in the human world. When he had kids they were all human except one. You probably don't remember but uncle Steven was a werewolf. But he sadly was killed defending his wife when a rouge attacked them. I told you he died in a car crash. But anyway, I carried the gene but it was recessive. So when we had you you had the gene but it became more dominate in you for some reason. So you have the genes of a werewolf. Your smell is stronger. Your hearing is stronger. You will find a mate. But we don't know if you'll be able to shift. We know you have your claws and your teeth sharpen to a point. we saw it last night when you were sleeping." He finishes and I just stare at him. I break out laughing and slap my knee.

"You're hilarious, you know that right." I say in between laughs. I stand up and pat him on the back.

"Me a werewolf. That's hilarious. Considering they do not exist." I say turning around to face them.

"I'm telling the truth." My dad says his face serious.

"Come on. Uncle Steven died in a car crash. You said he swerved out of the way so he wouldn't hit a tree and slammed into a big truck." I say pointing my hand at my dad.

"Give me your hand." He says.

"What?"

"Give me your hand." he says and grabs my wrist.

"What are you doing?" I ask and raise my eyebrows.

"I'm proving to you that you are indeed a werewolf." He responds and starts to massage my hand making it numb. He reaches into his pocket and pull out a pocket knife. He pops out the blade and glides it across my wrist.

I yell out in pain and fall to the floor. I hold my hand as tears blur my vision. Soon they fall making me see that their are indeed claws were my stubby finger nails should. me. I look at the spot where he cut me but their is nothing there but a big red spot that seems to be fading.

"Wha...I don...huh?!" I stutter and look at my father and mother.

"I told you, you're a werewolf. Okay." He says bending down and grabbing the sides I my face in his hands.

"But why is it only showing now?" I ask staring at the wooden floors.

"You must've found your mate. It's the only way it would be triggered." He says. I look up at my mom and she stands there with her arms crossed.

"Is their anyone who could be your mate?" My mom asks and I try to think.

"Yeah." I bid my head and stand up slowly.

"Who?" My mom asks and both of my parents stare at me waiting for my answer.

"Mason. Mason Stone."

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A/N

Okay I am very sorry for not posting this past week.

My laptop is being cleaned of viruses and junk by some one my dad knows. So only god knows when I'll get that back. So I've been writing this chapter on my portable device.

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