"Amelia!" Putting down the taser, I rush to her. Embracing her in a hug, I squeeze tight. "I've missed you! Please, please take me home with you. You won't believe what's been going on. If I told you I'd sound crazy! You have to get me out of here and we need to run away. Far away."

Amelia looks at me with a smile as our hug breaks. Her smile soon starts to die down. "Irina, I know you want to leave, but it's best you stay."

Frowning at her answer, I find it odd how she isn't reacting to my distress. Remembering that she knew something was going on when we were on the phone, I take a step back from her. "You know what he is, don't you?" She looks away avoiding my question. "You do! How could you keep this from me? I thought you were my best friend! My sister! Your like the only family I have!"

"I am," she pleads looking into my eyes.

"How can I even trust you?" I continue. Feeling shocked, I ignore her answer.

"You can," she pleads again trying to reach out to me. Feeling discussed, I move from her reach.

"Are you even telling me the truth on everything?" I ask.

Amelia looks away. "Irina, it's hard for me to explain."

Growing angry, I take another step back. "It's really easy. All you do, is tell the truth. You know what, I can believe him lying to me," I say pointing to Ezra. "But not you."

Throwing my hands in the air, I walk off only for Amelia to grab my arm. Snatching my arm out of her grasp, I feel anger boiling within me. "Don't you dare touch me!"

"Irina, I can explain."

"Can you? Can you really? Because, I cannot see you trying to explain anything to me. Your stressing me out! The both of you!"

"Irina," Ezra says coming to my side as I cup my face into my hands. "Irina you cannot stress. You could kil-." Irina cuts him off.

"I'm so sorry! I can tell you anything and everything you want to know. Just, please understand. I never wanted to hurt you."

"Understand?" I ask moving from Ezra. "Explain. Now. Wa- wait. Are you a werewolf too?" I ask not even believing the question I'm asking my best friend.

"What? No. I'm not a werewolf. I'm an oracle," she says.

"A what? What is an Oracle? And why am I just now knowing about this?"

"Because, I," she stops. She looks to me with pleading eyes. "Please, don't make me tell you. This, this might change how you feel towards me. Our friendship."

I start to become more afraid. I look to Ezra and he looks down. "You know what she's about to tell me, don't you?" I ask. He looks to me and nods his head. "Just a circle of secrets eh? Why don't we get some popcorn in here and just let everyone spill their secrets. What's next? Thomas are you really a woman?"

"Watch it Irina. I understand your pissed, but watch it." Amelia puts her hand up to Thomas.

"Start explaining Amelia," I tell her. Walking to a chair at the table, Ezra try's to come forward. "Stay away from me. Just because I'm not pulling out my hair right now, doesn't mean I'm not freaking out about what you are."

Feeling hungry, I reach over the table for a piece of regular bacon, I decide to grab a few. Sitting back down, I look at Amelia who is leaning on the wall with Thomas behind her. "Me being an Oracle means, I have the ability to see things. In other words, I'm a witch. But I don't do witch craft. Well I don't really focus on it."

I look at her and blink. Shaking my head, I try to deny everything she's saying. Werewolves and witches couldn't be real. They can't be real. Even though a man just turned into a werewolf before my very eyes, I want to deny reality.

"What does this have to do with me?" I ask eating a piece of bacon.

"It's the true reason as to why I ever became your friend. My aunt, she's good at seeing things. At seeing visions. Past, present, and the future, like me, but she can see further than I can. She told me that I needed to become your friend. To help you, to protect you. You are meant to be pregnant with his baby. But you cannot leave, people are hunting you. They want to kill you, to kill the baby."

Feeling the air around me stop, I choke on the bacon going down. Composing myself, I scoot back from the table and see my hands trembling. It's as if sudden realization hit me. I'm pregnant. But, pregnant with a werewolves baby. I have a beast growing within me. A beast that people want to kill and is willing to see my head on a silver platter to get it done.

"You knew? You knew what he was yet you allowed me to get pregnant? You knew this would happen!" I shout. Feeling anger rush through me, I pick up the nearest plate and throw it at her. Thomas pulls her out of the way.

"What the hell Irina?" He shouts, anger written across his face.

"You've been pretending to be my friend, my friend, all because of what? So I can be your pet mule? Your willing to let me die? You manipulative bitch!"

"Irina, calm down," Ezra says rushing to me. Turning to him, I push him making him fly against the wall. Once he connects to the wall a hole is made and he falls on the floor.

"Irina, I never meant to hurt you," Amelia says stepping from Thomas's hold. Shock is painted across their face from my action.

"You stay the hell away from me! You've been pretending to be my friend since I've known you. I have no parents, no fake parents, not even family! You were my family! You were my only family and that was from a lie!" I shout feeling tears pouring down my face like a waterfall. I feel as if my life was starting to rip apart piece by piece.

With tears of her own, she sobs. "I wish there was another way, but there wasn't. I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you. You have to believe that!"

"You allowed me to get impregnated by a werewolf, people want to kill me and the baby for some reason, and you want me to believe you? Go to hell Amelia!"

Storming off, I rush up the stairs hearing Amelia's cry growing louder. Becoming frustrated, I punch the wall, my fist going straight through. Pulling my hand out of the wall, I look at my fist with tears clouding my vision. Hurrying to the room I've been sleeping in, I slam the door and fall to my knees.

Breaking, I cry harder and harder. "Why?" I sob loudly. "Why me?" Feeling snot run down my nose, I wipe my eyes and fine a cloth. Blowing my nose in it, I find myself crying more. "This can't be happening, this can't be happening."

My best friend, lied to me. My best friend for practically my entire life, lied to me. Used me. And Ezra, is a werewolf. A werewolf out of all things! Out of things that shouldn't dare be possible. And my baby-.

I stop myself. Quickly whipping my eyes, I look down to my stomach. Slowly touching my stomach, my other hand flys to my mouth. Tears begin to flow once again. I was pregnant with a werewolf's baby, and people won't stop until it's dead. Thinking of ideas, my mind races terribly.

Remembering I have a phone, I rush to the bed and flip the sheets to find it. Hurrying, I find my contact list and dial his number. Putting the phone to my ear, I hear one ring before he answers.

"Irina? Irina are you okay?" He asks.

"Noah, I don't have time to explain. Do you know where Ezra lives?" I whisper into the phone.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Meet me here in ten minutes. I'm going to be in the woods making a run for it. I want you to come get me and take me to the nearest clinic that can help me."

"Help you? Help you with what?" He asks.

"To give me an abortion."