Chapter 20
When I told Jack I was the lost guardian wolf, he stood speechless. I could see how it would be quite shocking to him, but it no longer was a mystery to me anymore. And eventually, to him, it made sense too. It was great to finally know what the big mystery was, like a giant weight off my shoulders. My only question was...what now?
Soon by the end of the day and more talk over what has happened; me, Patrick, and Jack eventually made it to Jack's house over a long trek of woods. My feet killed and blistered up, my body sore all over. I could tell by the looks on their face and the way they held themselves that Jack and Patrick felt the that way, too.
Once we made by nightfall we were greeted by Jack's worried parents and sister. We sat down with them at the kitchen table and explained everything, from my first suspicions to being different, to finding the potion, to discovering who I was. I even told then about Courtney...which shocked them the most. They had the same reaction as Jack, with mouths hung open and eyes filled with wonder. They're leader had returned...yet, I wasn't that leader yet.
"OK, so...I have one question." Devon asked me.
"Ya?"
"If your the guardian wolf...well when will you become her? Like, I mean a werewolf. 'Cause you obviously aren't one now."
I sat up straighter in my chair, cleared my throat, and folded my hands in front of me. I had thought about that too, wondering when exactly I would remember everything, being called "Willa", and actually become a werewolf.
"Well, I actually might have a theory about that, if you guys could answer a question for me." I asked them with a slight cock to my head.
Mr. and Mrs. Florence gave each other a look and shrugged at me. "Um, sure...Shoot."
"Well as you know, the potion Mrs. Amber supplied to me from the witch Melinda made me to believe I was a vampire, lose my memory, and I think block my powers from shifting to a werewolf."
Patrick nodded and continued for me. "And I know for a fact from being around my mother and Melinda that the affects of a potion will wear off if not given after twenty four hours. But, I don't think that will automatically make her a werewolf or remember everything, because it hasn't happened yet. So---"
"So we were wondering that when you have a werewolf who was born to be one, when would they first shift?" I finished for him.
To my right, I saw a small light bulb go off in Jack's head. Like something just clicked for him, and he knew what we were on too. "Oh that's easy! I can shift whenever I want now, but I couldn't start until after my first full moon transformation."
I smiled at him and nodded vigorously, letting him know he was catching on. "Precisely! I believe that during my first full moon shift after being off the potion, I will transform into my true self as Willa the guardian wolf."
Everyone started smiling and nodding their heads in excitement. If this theory was correct, it could mean so much for the werewolf society!
"But the next full moon is in three days! What could happen between then that could stop the transformation?" Devon asked me with fear in her eyes.
I paused for a moment and thought about this. I guess the plan wasn't completely full proof...a lot could happen between those two days. Say, oh, the big band of super natural killers after me.
Patrick look like he was in deep thought about this too, his eyes squinted at the center of the table, his thumb and pointer finger cupping around his mouth. Eventually he put in his thoughts after a few moments of silence. "Well, basically we have to prevent Jake, Courtney, Melinda, or Mr. and Mrs Amber, ESPECIALLY Mrs. Amber, from getting to Elsie. If they find any way of getting that potion down her throat, hell maybe even a new and improved one, its all over. I've see this happen to many times before. To many times has Elsie almost gotten the chance to be herself, to remember, to be with Jack. And to many times has that bitch of a lady stopped her for her own selfish reasons. It ends NOW."
He stood up now, the chair squeaking behind him from the force of him getting up. His hands leaned into the table, his eyes searching everyone who listened to make sure they they herd him out. "I need all of your help to protect Elsie. And in the very least, stop this madness before it gets too far. This time, Elsie won't get another chance. She'll end up dead if they get they're hands on her. She's a threat to the vampires and to their council. She'll be unstoppable if we get through this. And with that power, comes fear.
And you know what fear creates? It makes people want her gone. It could start a war! Think about it...the ultimate werewolf v.s. vampire battle. All because of this one, special, wolf...that could defeat them all."
We all sat silent, taking in what Patrick said. The only sound that could be herd was the creaking of the house and the sound of a lone bird outside. Reality sunk in , and it made me fearful. If I wasn't careful, my life could end...people wanted me dead...just because I was a threat. Of course I didn't want to hurt them! I couldn't kill any one as a vampire for gods sakes! But looks and power can be deceiving...and If I was as powerful as everyone said...I could see why the werewolf's great enemy would want me gone.
"So are you in, or are you out? Will you help me fight and protect Elsie?" Patrick asked everyone with the authority of a leader in his voice. It was so weird seeing him all defensive and protective over me. I mean, I knew he cared about me enough to listen to me and be there for me. But this? I don't know if it was just me, but it seemed a bit much...
The first one to stand up was Jack, by my side as he held my hand in support. "I would risk my life for Elsie. I am defiantly in!" He squeezed my palm and gave me a caring and affectionate look.
Mr. and Mrs. Florence stood up together next. "It would be an honor to protect and fight for the guardian wolf." said Mr. Florence. Mrs Florence added, "And we couldn't let anything happen to dear Elsie. We're in too."
Devon was the last to stand up. She held herself proud and had a slight smirk to her smile. "You know I'm in. Let's kick some vampire butt!"
"Don't forget the butts of the werewolf trader, vampire hunter psycho, and smart ass witch." I put in sarcastically.
"Uh...that too." she said.
Patrick took in a deep breath and seemed satisfied with the official team of good guys. "Then its settled then! For the next three days I'll have us watch over Elsie until she transforms, and plan out a strategy of attack against against the enemy. I want you guys to notify Sam and Nick of all that's happened too. If all goes well, the maybe it will finally be over. And I, for one, think that would be amazing."
We all shared smiles in hopes that what Patrick says was true. It would truly be amazing if I got my powers back and got my rightful place in this world. They only thing that made me scared was that would I be the cause of peace in the supernatural world...or I would I just be the cause of was and destruction?
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Later that night I found myself asleep in the Florence's living room on their giant armchair. I awoke to the sound of crackling from the fire place, and somebody placing a fuzzy blue blanket over me.
"Wuh...?" I whispered, barely hearing my own words. It was Jack, and he put a finger to his lips, hushing me and telling me to go back to sleep.
"Well I can't now. You're here. " I told him, and chuckled to myself. He laughed quietly too, and stroked his finger against my cheek. I sighed in pleasure and sunk deeper into the plush chair. I felt so tired, the whole day making me an emotional roller coaster. I was happy, yet scared. Exited, but fearing for my life. And the only think at the end of the day that made me know I was alright, was seeing Jack just doing something so simple yet so sweet as this.
"Where's everyone else?" I asked.
"Everyone else is asleep. Since you were already asleep down here, I lent Patrick my bed and decided to come down here with you. I mean, you guys should probably just stay here for now, since your home is gone."
The house...I knew it was gone, but it neither saddened me not made me want it back. It was a house, but it wasn't home. Home is where you're surrounded by people you love, who take care of you and want you to be with them. That house was filled with the bad memories of a false family who never even loved me from the start.
"That wasn't my home...this is my home." I whispered into his ear. This brought a small smile to his lips, and I could feel his happiness flowing from his body. He then walked away over to shelf hung high in the room. He grabbed something old from it and blew off the dust, making him temporarily cough.
"What...what are you doing?"I asked.
"You in the mood to dance?"
I gave him a "what- the- heck- are- you- talking- about" look. "Um...its midnight. And you want to dance with me NOW?!"
He shrugged like it was no big deal. "Why not? I think any time is a good time to dance."
I smiled and rolled my eyes at him. The old thing he had was a beat up record player, which was placed down gently on the coffee table. Once he put the old thing on, it started playing an old slow slong with a deep girls voice and static in the background. He reached out his hand to me, and like always, I took it.
He started gently swaying me and my eyes never left his the whole dance. Soon he started softly whispering the words of the song in my ear. My legs felt weak, and my heart thumped in my chest. I wanted to surrender myself to him, forever and ever. He was mine, and I was his. Together, there would always be hope. I would never leave him, and I always till the day I die love him unconditionally and passionately.
After a few more minutes of slowly dancing with him, the song ended. We were so close that my lips brushed his, and we both staggered with our breaths. The lips brushing soon turned into kissing, and I felt that there was nothing in the world that could tare us apart. Or, so I though that...