"That's your secret." I muttered.
"What secret?" Mikey tilted his head.
"I'm not the only werewolf in the household." I stated. The boys all looked at each other, confusment evident in their eyes. "You all are werewolves too. That's why my Luna wants to talk to you. You guys are rouges. Packs don't tolerate rouges." The whole thing unfolded. "The one thing I don't understand is why she would want me to protect you guys." It clicked. She wanted them to be part of our pack. And since they are all about my age, they would be at the age to find their mate if their mate is at the party.
"She probably wanted to take care of us herself." Calum said, his voice small.
"No. She wouldn't do that. You four are her favorite band. If anyone even harmed a hair on your head, she would wolf out on them." I laughed. They all sighed in relief. "Well, you are coming to the party. She probably has a life changing thing to tell you. Who knows, you might even find your mate." I smile, though it hurt to think they could leave me for a mate that is in my pack.
"We have a lot to learn about being werewolves before we can go to the party." Calum decides.
"Can you teach us how to be a werewolf?" Ash asks, hope filling his eyes.
"There's a lot to learn, and it's only three weeks before the party. I'm going to need some help." I inform them.
"Bring whoever you need from your pack to help." Mikey tells me.
"Alright. First thing first. Werewolves weakness is silver. Do you guys have anything silver in the house?" I ask. They shake their heads. "Good. I'm gonna make some calls, then I'm going to start teaching you how to be a werewolf." ~Time skip brought to you by me fangirling about something weird... I don't even remember what it was.~
"Duck, jump, left punch, right kick." Autumn ordered. She's the lead warrior. At the moment, she was training Ashton in battle technique. They are really bonding, when she isn't beating Ash's butt.
"Okay Mikey, I'm not really a fighter, but I do know a few skills." I sigh, looking at the boy who is engulfed in Autumn's lesson. He looks me in the eye and smiles.
"Does that mean I'll win the battle?" "No. That means I won't give yoi as hard as a time that Ash is getting." I smirk.
"Bring it on girlfriend." He grinned. We got into battle positions. "You have been watching her lesson so just us what you learned from it." I suggested.
I'm unpredictable in battle, though I don't think Mikey will be an easy opponent. We start walking in circles and I jump up, and spin in the air. Whilst in the air, I kick a leg out and knock him in the chest. When I land, I am behind him and he growled. He whipped around and I saw in his eyes be was about to go all four legged on me.
"AUTUMN!" I shout as Mikey changes the first time. He was a beautiful wolf, with blonde fur but had spots of the color he had his hair dyed. In his green eyes, I saw fear. He growled and started approaching towards me.
"You can handle this Y/N. Talk to him." Autumn assured me as she hustled Ash back inside where the other boys were. She closed the door as Michael started trying to corner me.
"Mikey. It's going to be okay. I know you are scared, but you need to focus. It's me. Come on Michael, you can do this." I convinced him. He still tried to corner me. That's what his wolf was telling him to do.
"Michael Gordan Clifford. I am not going to let your wolf take over. I am not moving from this spot until you become calm." I stated, crossing my arms and tapping my toe. I was not scared of my Mikey. He would not hurt me. He snarled but them seemed to be scolding himself. He looked as if he was having a internal conversation with himself. Then he looked at me, smiled and tilted his head.
"That's my punk rock wolfie." I grinned and lowered to his height, reaching a hand out to scratch behind his ears. He lowered his head and let me do so. I pulled him closer and wrapped an arm around him. I gave him a hug and buried my face in his fur. He wagged his taol against the ground. We completely forgot about everyone else. In fact, right now, the world didn't seem to even exist.
