After she pulled away from the kiss, She asked. "Now what did you want to show me?" He was brought back to their current unchangeable problem.
"Kris this is going to sting a little but..." He removed the bandage from her neck and flicked her nape with his thumb. She freaked out but then she realized it didn't hurt.
"Whatever or whoever did this to you didn't want to hurt you. Your wound disappeared." He said. She began to breathe heavily. "What do you mean? He dung his finger nails so deep I thought I was gonna die. How is the wound gone?" She questioned him while touching her neck to verify if what he's saying is true. Her wound was indeed gone.
"Whoa! A he?" Achilles asked. "Yes It was a man. He looked pretty evil and he did this to me. What do you mean he didn't want to hurt me because he caused me agonizing pain?" "He didn't want you dead, he wanted to turn you." "Turn me? To what?" "Turn you into a werewolf."
"What?!" She exclaimed. "He clawed you. Usually it's by a bite but I guess he's an alpha so a deep enough scratch was enough to take effect." She was in shock and couldn't say anything.
"Look," he held her shoulders. "This is no ordinary Island. This is Jurry Island and no one you see is completely normal." he said cautiously. "That means I'm not normal, u're not normal, at least not anymore. The point is no one is."
She looked up at him with disbelief in her gaze.
"How are you not normal?" She asked. "I'm a god." he said. She couldn't keep a straight face and began to snicker.
"You expect me to believe that you're a god and I'm gonna turn into a werewolf?" "I don't expect you to believe me. I'll show you." He said. "Ok. Show me then."
He nodded and stepped back.
"Ready?" he asked. "Tsk! yeah." She focused her eyes on him.
His eyes turned blue and his hands burst into flames. He looked up at her and he saw the vivid fear in her eyes. The flames dissipated and his eyes turned back to normal. He approached her but she inched backwards.
"Please don't be afraid of me. I won't hurt you." he said softly. "You're... you're a-a god." She mumbled. "God of fire?" "In my generation yes." "So that means Zale and your brother too?"
"Yes. We're not the bad guys Kristen. We protect the people." "Well why didn't you protect me?!" She yelled and punched his chest. He closed his eyes in disdain. "Why didn't you protect me? Why did you let him hurt me? I called your name and yet you didn't respond. You... you let him hurt me. W-why? why?!" She kept on yelling and kept on hitting his chest. He held her hands to make her stop. She began to cry. She stopped hitting and leaned on him. He then put his arms around her and apologized.
"I'm so sorry sweetheart. I'm so so sorry I couldn't protect you. I should have been there by your side but I wasn't and I'm so sorry." he said.
He rubbed her back and hair gently trying to soothe her.
"I hate you for this Achilles." She said with pain and tears in her voice. "I hate... you." It broke his heart when she said that. She didn't mean that right? right? He could only curse himself silently.
"I'm so sorry." he said again. Her crying went on for about another hour or so. How long was she going to keep this up? Her cries went silent but she didn't let go. She stayed cuddled up in his chest throughout the rest of the night. It was already in the morning so he stayed seated while she looked like she had fallen asleep.
He was trying to peel her hands off him but she tightened it.
"Don't leave. If you do, I'll be mad." she said in a low voice. "Ok I won't." He got comfortable because he knew for sure that she wasn't letting him go now. He let out a sigh and rested his head to the head board.
Out of nowhere, he heard her speak. "So can you tell me what will happen to me now." He looked down at her head. "What do you mean?" he asked.
"I'm gonna turn into a werewolf right?" He didn't want to answer. "Unfortunately yes." He said with a pain filled heart. "So how is it gonna happen?"
He rubbed her head slowly. "Let's not talk about that ok?" he said. "Why?" She lifted her head and looked at him directly. He smiled softly. "It's not easy to explain that's why." "Is it that complicated?" "It really is Kristen so you won't get it. I'll tell you later." "But I wanna know. Please I really wanna know."
"Oh for God's sake!" "Don't bloody yell me Achilles." "I'm not yelling." "Then tell me what's going to happen." "Alright fine." He stood up from the bed and looked at her.
"I don't want you to get scared but since you wanna know, I'll tell you." He went and grabbed a book from his large book shelf. "So it says here that a young female beta wolf transforms on every full moon with or without their control. An untrained beta may find it difficult to control their abilities and may go berserk and kill everything and everyone in their path. Great abilities like super strength, heightened sense of smell, agility, regenerative abilities and excellent tracking skills are achieved as the gift of the bite is given." "So basically I'm gonna go on a killing spree?" she asked. "Yes. You won't recognize anyone or anything." "Not even you?" he shook his head. "Not even me."
"This can't be happening." Tears pooled in her eyes again. "Why is this happening to me Achilles? Why me? Why me? Why me?"
"I haven't even told you the worst part." he said. "What?! What could be worst?" her voice was shaky as she spoke. "You're part of his pack. Whoever turned you, you become apart of his pack." "I don't wanna be part of his pack, I didn't ask for this." "It can't be helped Kris. You're drawn to the pack. No matter how far you run your wolf self will always lead you to your pack. I'm really sorry."
"Isn't there a cure?" She asked desperately. "No there isn't. You're gonna stay like this forever." His words echoed in her ears.