When I woke up the next morning the tingles were back, though not as strong as before. Deciding it must be something to do with being around William again got used to the familiar feeling they had within my body. I never asked Finn last night about Parker and when I mentioned his name to William he got, tense. As much as I didn't want to, I was going with Mum today. Unable to be here to let me go William and Eric had left by seven and I sat with James and my Grandparents having breakfast. Everyone seemed on edge; even James and I hoped staying with him last night hadn't been the reason for it. But we had to go; we had to keep them all safe. It was just before nine when Mum knocked on the door. James hung back by my Grandparents as she came in. She seemed more like her normal self. Her hair was shiny, the wrinkles gone. Her smile was genuine as she greeted us though she seemed to notice James's hesitation, which was, verified when she said it was time to go.

"But Mum I don't want to move again" he whined, his bottom lip trembling. I came down stairs with my small suitcase and frowned seeing him upset.

"Why don't you stay the weekend with Grandma and let me and Eli set things up?" she offered. My wolf stirred, paying attention as she heard those words. James nodded eagerly and I was thankful he would be safe here, away from her. I hugged them all tightly, tears forming. My Grandfather noticed it and I could see him and Grandmother looking at each other worried. I had kept them out of the loop on so much, but it was better this way.

"It's not goodbye dear, you'll be back before you know it" Grandmother whispered in my ear as I gave her another hug. I wished I could tell her I wasn't sure if I would be. I kissed James on the forehead, ignoring how worried he felt.

"But Eli, who will hold your hand tonight? What if the monsters come for you?" He asked innocently as I went out the door. I glanced over at my Mum, she frowned at his words and I wondered just what was going on with her. She seemed so normal, like the mother I had known for my whole life.

"They won't James. They know I have you to come and find me. Be a good boy ok? I love you" I really felt like this was the final goodbye. I didn't want him to worry. He nodded and gave me another hug before my Grandmother lead him inside. Getting in the car I sighed heavily, again Mum frowned and I wondered if they had got it all wrong. No mother would hurt her children.

"So where are we going?" I finally asked, the city being left behind over two hours ago. We had spent the whole trip in silence, the pair of to deep in our own thoughts.

"Nearly there" she answered. I stared back out the window, the country nothing but rolling hills and forest with the odd farm fencing or livestock seen. I got out my phone to text Eric and told him about the last sign I'd seen for Yorkshire so they'd have some idea on where I had gone. I had just hit send when Mum snatched it from my hands and quickly threw it out her window.

"What the hell?" I snapped, glaring at her. She shrugged, looking at me briefly.

"You're always on your phone. We're in the country, you don't need a phone" I looked at her in shock and prayed it had gone through. 

"It was nice of you to let James stay a little longer with our grandparents. He really likes it there with them" I broke the silence about twenty minutes later, wondering if I could get her talking.

"He really has no use for me, I don't need to keep dragging him around" she said casually, yet her words made me shiver. We turned down a dirt road I hadn't even noticed from the main road and headed towards the forest.

"No use? He is your son!" A smirk appeared on her features as if she was thinking of something that amused her. Margaret's words came to mind, Mum didn't think James was a were. Of course she had no use for him. She had once seemed proud to call him human, seems she had a change of heart.

"You are right Beth, he is my son. We're almost here," she pointed up ahead and road disappeared. The grass was still easy to drive over and we were soon in the forest. About ten minutes later we met up with another dirt track and as the forest cleared and thatched roof of a cottage appeared my heart stopped. This was it. This was Margaret's cottage. I looked back to her, wondering if I grabbed the wheel I could over power her in some way.

 "Don't even think about it. Besides you might be surprised at what you find here," she said sarcastically. Pulling the car to a stop she got out and reluctantly I followed. Smoke billowed from the chimney, as the world was silent around us. The rock wall that separated the front yard from the clearing was the same as when I had seen it in my dream, the wooden gate creaked as she pushed it open heading down the path to the old building. I stood by the gate unwilling to go inside. Looking around I wondered how far I could run before she found me. 

"This place has been cloaked so no one on the outside can find it. If you run you can only go as far as forest edge before you will be blocked" she called out heading inside. I looked around helplessly, there had to be something I could do. My wolf was anxious, the tingles not helping my stomach, as I felt nauseous.  Not willing to go inside I sat against the gate; listening into the cottage and I could hear her shuffling around. What had I gotten myself into?

The sky had started to darken, and pulled my black coat closer against my body and I was glad I worn my jeans and boots too. I had been pacing along the fence for a while, not wanting to keep still. Mum had left me alone but I felt her eyes on me now and then, probably checking I hadn't tried to run. I was about to give up when movement by the forest edge caught my attention. Instantly I started running towards it, not caring who or what it was. Anything would be better than going inside. 

I almost tripped as I stopped my run abruptly; the black and white wolf that appeared seemed to smirk as its human always did. Parker. My wolf appeared then, her anger becoming my own. I stood confidently as he slowly approached, his steps long and cautious, his eyes not leaving mine. Barely two meters away he shifted into the human.

"You're part of this?" I growled, the feeling of betrayal so much stronger than when I had seen him go into Mums rented place in London.

"What if I told you I loved you," he said softly, watching for my reaction. I only glared at him in response. 

"Go to hell. To think I felt sorry for you, that I thought you could be trusted" I spat back at him, folding my arms over my chest that now ached as the tingles increased. I didn't miss that. Hurt seemed to appear over his features for but a second as he stood in front of me.

"I kept telling you to be afraid of me," he whispered into my ear. I couldn't bring myself to move from the spot as I held my breath, his smell invading my senses and instinctively I allowed myself to press closer against him, closing my eyes the part of me that had just felt broken and betrayed reigniting. "It may be hard now, but soon you will trust me. Maybe even love me" No. That would never happen. The tingles surged through me and I felt my wolf connect to it. The feeling of power came over me, unlike anything I had felt before. It was like waking up from an amazing sleep and feeling invincible.

"I will never love you," I growled, pushing him away with a strength that wasn't mine. Looking at my hands they seemed to glitter as if I had covered them in a shimmer powder. He quickly got up, shifting back to his wolf and growled at me.

"Oh look who decided to finally join us" My Mothers voice interrupted us and we both looked behind me as she walked up the path to the gate. I hid my hands into the pockets of my trench, not sure what was going on and glared at her.

"Come inside, it's getting cold" she commanded and headed back in. I looked back at the wolf that had stopped growling. Meeting his eyes I felt his sadness and frowned. 'Don't pity him' I scolded myself and with a huff headed inside. Parker was right behind me back in his human form and I didn't need to look at him to know how angry he was with me. Well he would have to get over that. Inside was quite cozy. It was more like the one from my last dream, a large fire took up the wall in the lounge room which fed into a tiny kitchen. Down the hall were four doors and in the kitchen there was another door that was partly open.

"I'm going to shower. Make yourselves at home" Mum instructed as and headed into one of the rooms. A few moments later the sounds of running water was heard and I knew she'd be in there for a while. Parker went into the kitchen and got out a beer, offering me one I shrugged and took it.

"How much do you know?" he finally asked as we sat by the fire. I looked at him curiously, surprised by the question.

"Enough" I took a sip of the beer unable to stop my face from scrunching up. I didn't like beer but at the moment I wasn't going to deny any alcohol. 

"They knew I was the one to kill Penelope. Eileen had me go to France when she found me in Canada to pass on a message to Sarah. It was that or die. I found her the night of the ball, the guy she had been seeing was a friend of mine and luckily he was the distraction I needed over there. The message I soon found out was me, they have this obsession with having our kind around them for protection. If we refuse they kill us or they kill our wolf. I was planning on killing Sarah, until the night of the ball. I thought you were Penelope that night, so did Marcus. But I quickly worked out you weren't so you can thank me for not letting Marcus kill you. What ever happens, we'll get out of this. I promise" I was surprised at this confession. Why couldn't he keep it simple? Be bad or be good. Not this hot and cold thing! I didn't respond as the shower cut off, is Parker really doing this to help me or did he have his own motive. What was that about when he got here? I looked at him as he leant back against he base of chair, his black leather jacket gone and instead the fitted black t-shirt showed off his body. His trademark boots and jeans covering his lower half and he just stared at the fire.

After one of the most awkward dinners I've ever had in my life, Mum disappeared into her room. She mentioned something about getting ready for tonight and left us alone again. 

"I don't get what's going on. Why am I here?" I whispered to Parker. He frowned and motioned towards the room Mum had gone into.

"She moves around so much because of those who are looking for her. She needs your magic to keep her protection spells in place and I have no doubt she will be working on one to control our wolves to assist her" he said bitterly, clearly not impressed with the situation.

'Why help her? Why not kill her?" It seemed so logic yet even as I said the words, killing my Mum wasn't an option.

"I just said, protection spell. If I try anything she will have me dead before I can shift." I nodded. Made sense. Unknowingly I fidgeted with the ring on my finger and that didn't go unnoticed by Parker. 

"I am glad Finn got that to you. You don't have to wear it, just keep it on you. If I noticed it, she probably will soon. I don't know how you survived that blow you took for Will, but to risk it happening again would be idiotic" I froze. He knew about the ring.

"You got this for me didn't you?" I asked slowly. He nodded, the hardness in his features softening slightly. "You do actually love me don't you?" It was his turn to freeze then, and he looked at me cautiously.

"There is just something about you, I know your Williams. I can smell him on you. I've seen you together. I get it. Doesn't mean I can't want you too" The mention of William sobered my thoughts. I did love him. So why was I so confused about Parker? 

"You're going to hate me soon enough," he muttered, getting up he headed into one of the other bedrooms leaving me alone with my thoughts as I tried to work out what the hell was going on and how I was going to get out of it.