Dalton had pulled up in front of my house. I was in his leather jacket for some reason. "By the way I sent your Harley to be repaired." Dalton said. I frowned at that. "I told you not to." I said crossing my arms. "I know, but I wanted to." Dalton said looking at me with puppy eyes. "Fine, but don't spend your money on me, I don't like taking advantage of people." I said pushing my hair back.

Opening the door I climbed out of the car and darted into my house. Dalton was behind me. Walking in, I ran to my living room collapsing on the couch. "My second love." I said stretching out. "Am I your first?" Dalton asked with excitement in his voice. "No my bed is." I said. "How about your third?" Dalton asked. "Nope, that's Jezebels." I said. "Your a lesbian?" Dalton asked. "No, Jezebels is my Harley." I said causally.

Dalton nodded and smiled at me. Walking up Dalton sat beside my head and looked down at me. "What?" I asked. "Nothing." Dalton said. I pushed myself into sitting position. Dalton sat right beside me. Dalton's eyes were always shifting to me. "How do werewolves mate?" I asked. Dalton snapped his eyes to me. "Why?" Dalton asked. "Just wondering." I said scooting away from him.

"Um well it's simple but complicated." Dalton said. "Well first you mark them, it's where the collarbone connects to the neck, most werewolves do it in the week they meet each other" Dalton said touching the spot. I nodded looking at the place on his neck. "Then usually after a week, they go somewhere special to them, like a honeymoon, and have, you know, sex." Dalton said looking down. Yeah, that's never happening.

I nodded and turned away. "That's not at all what I meant." Dalton said grabbing my shoulders and turned me around. "I'm not gonna mate myself to you right away, I'll freaking wait years if that's what you want, plus Ferrell threatened me about you." Dalton said with a laugh. This was way out of my comfort zone. "Can we stop talking about it please?" I asked. Dalton nodded.

"Thanks for going on a date with me." Dalton said looking at me. I nodded, not really sure what to do. "Alana wasn't to happy about it though, she wanted to binge watch Fairy Tail with you." Dalton said scooting closer to me. I laughed at that. Dalton smiled down at me. "Is the old Dalton back?" I asked. "For a long time." Dalton said with a smile. I then punched him in the shoulder. "Now the old Isabella is back." Dalton said swinging his arm around my shoulder.

"Hands off." I said. Dalton laughed at me but removed his hands. "So how long have you known Magenta and Ferrell?" Dalton asked tossing his bangs aside. "I met them at nine, they attempted killing me but I beat them, they've been mine ever since." I said crossing my legs. Dalton nodded. "How long have you and the Devil been in contact?" Dalton asked. "9 years." I answered playing with strings of my hoodie.

Dalton nodded. "Have you ever had a boyfriend?" Dalton asked. "No, Orchid thinks I'm a lesbian." I said. "Are you?" Dalton asked. "I swear the next time someone asks me that I'm gonna say I am." I said. Dalton simply smirked at me.

"Well, I have to go, see ya later." Dalton said standing up and leaving. "Bye." I said as Dalton left. I jumped off of the couch. I yawned feeling sleep jabbing me in the back. Trudging over to my room I collapsed on my bed. I grabbed my stuffed skeleton bunny, Jack. Closing my eyes I let sleep consume once again.

"Isabella, wake up!" A girl's voice yelled in my ear. I jumped up which resulted in me falling off of my bed. I looked up to see who had woke me up. Paris stood there, her caramel hair in a waterfall braid. "Paris, how did you get in my house?" I asked rubbing my eyes as I stood up.

"I broke in." Paris said dropping her satchel on the ground. "I need a better security system." I said. "Agreed." Paris said with a smile. I rolled my eyes. "Come on get dressed, we have training to do." Paris said. I nodded.

Paris then left the room, leaving me alone. I strutted over to my dresser. Opening it I examined what to wear. I settled with a black sports bra, a fishnet tight fit top, leather pants, and black doc martens. ' Downfalls to being Satan's vessel, he's a huge flirt.

Zipping up the boots I ran out of room and down the stairs. When I got there I almost died. Nico was sitting at the counter eating a bagel and he looked ready to die. "Oh my Satan, I'm so sorry Nico." I said running to my denim jacket.

Nico shook his head. "No, you just didn't strike me as a person to do that, werewolves aren't modest." Nico said smiling at me. I looked at Paris in confusion. "What's Nico doing here?" I asked. "He's your protector, just like me, that's why you became friends so fast, and so many thing things." Paris said answering my question.

I nodded as Nico focused on his bagel. "Well let's get to training." Paris said happily. "Where we going?" I asked. "Black Crescent Moon's training grounds." Paris said. Nico stood up and stretched. "I'll drive us." Nico said. Nico then grabbed my hand and darted out the door.

"Are we taking your Ferrari?" I asked looking at Nico's car. "No, much better." Nico said. "We're gonna fly." I said in a dumb-shocked voice. "No we're shifting and your gonna get on me." Nico said. Yay, I might fall and die. "Just hold onto my fur and you won't fall." Nico said as started stripping.

Paris laughed at me when I turned around. "I'm never gonna get over the fact of werewolves always being naked." I said playing with the hem of the fishnets. I could hear the shift and was happy I couldn't see it. Turning around I saw that I was just talking to wolves. Nico looked at me with his emerald green eyes. Sighing I walked up to him and attempted to get on. I swear Paris's wolf was laughing at me.

Nico laid down which made it easy to get on. When I got on Nico he rose back up. I've never been this high before not even when jumping off the ground. Nico's eyes shifted to me. Understanding I grabbed his fur and held on. Nico then launched himself forward into a run.

Nico ran straight into the woods. I could Paris behind us. I looked down at Nico's pure white coat, it had a gleam to it. Nico was a white wolf, I'm pretty sure they were faster than normal werewolves. I lifted my head up and looked up. The air was ripping through my hair. Now I understood why Dalton liked shifting and running. It wasn't a bad experience but I did like my Harley better.

Nico lifted his head up and howled. A few howls answered back. Then an extremely deep one. Of course, we were in Black Crescent Moon territory. I've been on a hellion before which was a bigger breed. Nico moved completely different then them, he had more of a bounce.

We started approaching a place with guys in it. Nico came to a very sudden stop. I'm surprised I didn't fall off when he did that. Nico laid down and waited for me to get off. When I got off my legs gave out on me and I fell into someone. Strawberry perfume filled my senses but not too bad. "You did better than Derik, he was so happy, now he's throwing up." Kayla said looking down at me as she held me up.

"I think she's gonna puke to, right Dalton." Alana said to Dalton. "I feel sick." I said running to where Derik was. Then I threw up the small breakfast I had. Sitting down I looked at Derik. "Let me guess you took the Wolf Express?" Derik said. "All aboard this death ride with a white coat." I said sarcastically.

Derik let out a laugh. "Are you ready to train or wanna regain our badass selves back?" Derik asked. "Wait, I feel like Death started a fight with me and he won." I said pushing my hair back. "Dido." Derik said as he took a sip of his water. Derik then handed me a water bottle. "Drink it, you have like no color to your face." Derik said. "Thanks." I murmured as I started drinking from it.

"I'm so bored." I complained looking at my leather pants. "Nice leather pants, I'm wearing the guy versions." Derik said. "I see." I said as I started putting my hair up in a ponytail but kept my bangs down. "Ready?" I asked. "I was born ready." Derik said jumping up, pulling me up with him. "I'm nervous." I admitted. "Why, your the strongest, most confident, badass girl I've ever met." Derik said.

I smiled up at Derik. "This is why your my bestfriend next to Orchid." I said. "Speaking of Orchid, have you seen her lately?" I asked. "Last time I saw her was when she was with Andrew." Derik said. I smirked up at Derik. "I think our little witch has a crush and is a mate." Derik said. "Orew." I said. "Ship it." Derik said as we walked into the training arena. Kayla then ran up to Derik with a grin. "Come on, I'm gonna destroy you." Kayla said. "Sweetie, I'm the strongest hunter here." Derik said walking away.

Suddenly someone kicked me in the back and I fell forward. "Never be distracted." Paris said grinning down at me. "I'm taking you down." I said pushing myself up. Then I swung my fist at her. Paris caught it then kneed me in the stomach. "You keep yourself open." Paris commented.

I smirked. Then I twisted my fist and kicked her in the side. "There we go, that's what I wanted." Paris said pushing her caramel locks up into a bun. Great, one of my protectors is a psycho. "Come on Isabella fight me." Paris said.

I'm so going to die. "Use your powers to advantage." Paris said. What? All I really need is a good weapon but if I can't, I can go hand-to-hand combat. "Is this really necessary?" I asked. "Do you want to die?" Paris said. I shook my head. "Then yes it's necessary." Paris said her pupils turning red. I was gonna die if I didn't bring in some of Satan.

Paris's canines started appearing from her mouth. But it was creepy since her teeth popped out to do it. Gathering my pride I swung my fist at her face which she caught. Then I went to kick her and she grabbed my leg. "Don't let this happen or you will probably die." Paris said. Then I let my fist and leg up in blue and red fire.

Paris cursed as she let go of me. Crouching low I kicked at her ankles knocking her down. Paris hit the ground and gave me this look. "If that happens, I roast that person." I said. Paris grinned at me. "Now that's what I'm talking about." Paris said as she jumped up. I looked at her burned hands. "They'll heal in two days since there not regular flames." Paris said practically reading my mind. I nodded as I pulled up my leather pants and pushed the dagger down. I never leave the house without a weapon.

"Sorry about burning you." I said tossing aside my bangs revealing both my eyes. "Don't be soft on me or go easy on me, I heal better than werewolves, you won't kill me." Paris said her red eyes gazing into my unnaturally bright blue eyes. "Got it, go all out." I said. "Yes, now bring it." Paris said. I lit my hand on fire. "I'm gonna crush you." I said blowing hair from my face.