He kept his hand on my mouth, making sure I didn't scream or try to.
I stood completely still.
"Okay I am going to let you go now. Alright? Don't scream. I'm not going to hurt you." He said softly.
I nodded my head.
He let go of me, and I turned to face him.
His green eyes faced me, staring at me in amazement and fascination, and I have to say he was extremely attractive. His dark brown hair was perfectly tousled in an artistic way.
"Hi." He said.
"Hi?" I said back.
He laughed softly.
"You're one of me... How?" I asked him puzzled.
"We are the last werecats." He said stunned.
"Oh. We are?" I asked him.
"Yeah." He replied back shyly.
"So do you have a mate?" I blurted out, but immediately regretted it. I shouldn't have asked him that question.
"No she died. She was kind of evil and rejected me." He said bluntly.
I was taken aback, by his answer.
"I single, by the way." He winked at me.
I blushed and stuttered. "I... ha-ve a... mate..."
He frowned slightly. "Yeah I know, but we'll see about that." He grinned mischeviously.
"So how did you find me?" I asked him.
"Werecats attract werecats." Was all he said.
"Violet dinner is ready!" Jace called out, I could hear his footsteps approaching.
"Hide." I whispered to the mysterious boy.
He nodded and ran out the window.
Jace entered, "Are you ready?"
I nodded and followed him, I kept looking at my bedroom window.
Whoever that boy was, he was an ally.
One I might need.