Chapter-13

Angela's POV

"You should leave." I tell Hunter and Mark. Mark is sitting beside Clara, who is on the couch of our living room. He is holding her hand. Hunter is beside me. Being in a room with all of them is scaring me. They turned into wolves. Clara did too. But, she is my sister. I trust her. I want to hear her side.

"His wolf won't leave her side, Angel." Hunter speaks and takes a step towards me. I move away. "I know that you have a lot of questions. We can answer them."

"No. I just want to talk to my sister." As I speak, Clay looks at me apologetically.

"Angie! It's okay. They are no harm to us." She meets my eyes. "Trust me." This is so frustrating! I put my head in my hands. I  just can't digest what I witnessed! I don't want them here right now. But since Clay want them to. I sigh.

"Clay. I don't even know where to start." I push my hair away from my face. "How did you turn into a wolf?" She looks down for a minute before looking up. She looks at Mark and then at Hunter.

"You should tell her. It's time." Hunter speaks and then looks at me. He looks hurt. The makes my heart feel pain. I look back at Clay. She nods her head at him. I can't believe this! He knows more about my sister and me that I do! That even sounds ridiculous!

"Angie, I am a werewolf."

Her words make everything more real. My sister, with whom I have lived for more than twenty years, is a werewolf. I don't even know that!

"No." I whisper. "No."

"It's true. They are werewolves too." She tells looking at Mark and Hunter. I look at Hunter and he nods his head.

"I can't believe this! No!" I pace around the living room. Somewhere in my heart I wish that she would just say that all I saw was a dream and that's it's not true. But this only makes me feel more hurt!

"When did this happen?" How?

"You remember the one week trip I took during my eighteenth birthday?" She asks and I nod. "That's when." It all makes sense now. They way she behaved after she came back. She became more responsible. She grew more close to me and Uncle. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"Uncle didn't want you to know." She looks down guiltily.

"Did he know-Oh my God!" I then remember how they used to go for walks together at night. "He is a werewolf too." I sit down in a chair. Processing all this is not easy. "I always thought he was just obsessed with the concept of wolves, but this..." I hold my head in my hands. He used to tell us small stories about the legends and all. Not much. But he did.

"I am sorry, Angie. I wanted to tell you, so many times." Clay tries to get up, but Mark stops her. She had stitches. Her leg is on the small stool. "I really did. I just didn't know how. When I mustered up the courage to tell you, it was too late. I was so deep in hiding it." I don't know what to say. Of course I am hurt that she didn't tell me! We were supposed to be a team!

"How do you know them?" I ask nodding at Mark. I then remember the time she spoke to them at my restaurant when I first met Hunter. "Did you know them before we came here?"

"No. I didn't." Clara clarifies.

"She is a rouge." Hunter speaks. He is still beside me. I look at him in confusion.

"What?"

"She doesn't belong to any pack." What does he mean?

"Pack?" I ask. "Are there more werewolves?" I m shocked.

"Yes. Our pack has more than four hundred werewolves." Hunter speaks and I feel like I am might faint any minute now.

"You are saying there are around five hundred werewolves alive?" As I ask that, Mark chuckles and Clay slaps his hand.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to." He looks down. He genuinely looks apologetic and looks down.

"Angel, there are several packs all over the world. Our pack is one of them." He explains. I don't even know what to say anymore. So, there are more werewolves?

"How is all this possible? Clay, we have the same parents. How is it that you are a werewolf?" She opens and closes her mouth. Then let's out a sigh and looks at me.

"Angie, I am sorry." She looks away and tears form in her eyes. "This is not how I wanted you to find out. I wanted to tell you everything someday, but..." I go and sit beside her. I don't want to see my sister cry. She is strong. She is brave. She is lovable. I saw her cry very few times.

"Oh no, Clay. Don't cry. No matter who you are, you are my sister. I love you." I try to hug her. She hugs me back.

"I love you, Angie." We stay like that for a minute. No matter how messy things get, that won't change. I want her to know that. We slowly pull away. "I am sorry."

"Stop saying that. Why did Uncle not want me to know though? Did it have something to do with what happened that night?" She nods her head. Oh no! Is my sister in danger? Is he going to come for her? "Are you in danger, Clay?"

"She's not. You are." Hunter says and I look at him in shock. How does he know?

"What?"

"You are a werewolf, Angel." He tells me as he looks into my eyes. What is he saying? I look at him in shock.

"He's right." Clay speaks from beside me.

"No." I whisper. This isn't happening. No! "No. I would have known." Clay holds my hand.

"Uncle had a witch cast a spell on you to stop your wolf."

"What? A witch? There are witches too?" Now this all seems unreal. "Is this all a prank? This isn't real right?" Hunter comes to me and holds my hand. I feel those tingles again. "What do you mean I am in danger?" I ask her.

"You are Red Wolf, Angel. Like me." Hunter meets my eyes as he speaks.

"What?"

"In werewolves, red wolves are very rare. They have all been hunted down and killed centuries ago. I will tell you that story later. But they are the most strong, powerful and are more superior wolves. You are a Red Wolf."

I can't believe I am saying this, but I am surprised this. I laugh.

"What?" Clay asks.

"Even if I am a wolf..." Saying that feels weird. "I can't be a Red Wolf. You know me, I am no superior."

"You are Angel." Hunter grips my hand tighter in an attempt to assure me. "You just don't know it yet." The tingles run up and down my arm.

"You are a Red Wolf." I speak more to myself.

"I am." He nods.

"Does that mean you are in danger too?" As crazy as all of this is, I don't want him to be in danger. Hunter kisses my hand again.

"I am not. You don't have to worry about it."

"I am not." I clear my throat and whisper. How can I worry about something that I don't know?

"They have no use with male Red Wolves. They are not tameable, not after they are all grown up. He is the last male Red Wolf." Clay points at Hunter and I look at him in shock. "With female werewolves, they can generate off springs. You are the last female werewolf in this world, Angie." Clay says and I just freeze.

I have always wanted to know the reason that he wanted to kidnap. I wanted to know what it is that took my parents life while saving me. There it is. The answer to that night. It a pretty weird one and not expected.

"Angie?" Clay calls. I look at her. I don't know what to feel.

"All these years... I have wondered what it is that he wanted from me. I wanted to know why our parents died saving us."

"I won't let him harm you, Angel. He has to kill me to get to you." Hunter is still holding my hand. Tingles are again running all over my hand.

"Did you cast a spell on me too?" I ask him and he looks at me in surprise.

"No."

"Then why do I feel this way with you?" It's not normal. He smiles at me. Mark chuckles and I look at them. Clay smiles too.

"Oh, I have been waiting to tell you this. I will tell you about it later though."

"Angie, I know that this is all a lot to take in." Clay says.

"Lot? You think?" I ask and chuckle. "I can't believe that my own sister has kept secrets from me. I am more annoyed that they know..." I point at Mark and Hunter. "More about me than me." I nearly yell and get up. "Who are the wolves that attacked me?" As soon as I ask this, Clara looks at Hunter.

"They are just rogues surrounding our pack." He looks away.

"So, they don't belong to any pack too?"

"No."

"But why did they attack me? Do they know that I am a Red Wolf too?"

"No. They know that you are my Luna." He explains.

"Your Luna?" What is that? He nods his head.

"I am an Alpha and you are my mate. That makes you my Luna."

"What's an Alpha?" Why are there so many terms?

"Okay, you know what? Don't dump things on her like that!" Clay speaks turning to Mark. "I know that your wolf will not accept this, but please, I have to speak to her. This is all a lot and let me explain everything to her." Mark nods his head at her. "How about, you both go home and come back tomorrow? We will be fine." She tells them and Mark sighs. Hunter shakes his head.

"I will try. No promises." Mark says and kisses her. I stand there awkwardly and meet Hunter's eyes. He is looking at me with that look. I just want to forget all this for a few seconds and hug him. Mark gets up and kisses her forehead. "Call me if you need anything. I love you." He tells her. I look at them in surprise. He loves her? They have only met a few weeks ago.

"I love you too." Clara replies and I look at her in shock. Did she really just say that? She looks at me and shrugs sheepishly. Hunter gets up and comes to me. He pulls me in for a hug. I don't hug him back. I just... With the things that I have learned today, I just...

"I know that this is all a lot to take in." He pulls away and presses his palm against my cheek. "But remember one thing, you are not alone in this. If you want to just go away from all of this, tell me, I will take you away." He kisses my forehead. That's sounds like a tempting offer.

"Hunter." I don't know why I whisper his name.

As he walks out of the door, my heart lurches for him. I look at Clara and she smiles. Going and sitting beside her, I take her hand. She holds mine.

"What the hell is all this?" I laugh and she laughs back.

Everything changed in minutes. It is a long day.

A/N:

Hey my cute dumplings!

So, what would you do if you found out that you are a werewolf?

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