the next generation

Show me what you got

I sat on outside for 15 minutes before I decided to go back in. My breathing became normal again and I felt like I should not avoid the unavoidable. Back into the diningroom everybody was still sitting eating their food.  I nervously sat down again and ate the rest of the cold food still on my plate. After a minute of two Matthew opened his mouth, "We did not try to scare you away." his voice a little dissapointed or sad. They probably think I am scared of them. If that is true, they must also think I believe everything and do not find me crazy yet. Which in turn would mean they believe the stories themselves which adds to the proof already there. My mind could no longer undermine the evidence. "I need proof", I said with more determination than I thought could come out of my mouth. I looked at Nate to see his reaction but he just stared at me with a serious look in his eyes, almost as if he was hunting me now. Oliver started to mumble some words I could not hear. Again, an awkward silence untill Monica broke it. "Guess she's as ready as she'll ever be. Maybe not all at once though. I shall show you the proof you need honey". She smiled kind and caring, as if she would solve all my problems. Within a second I heared Nate growl out. "No. I am the only one fitting to do so. Elisabeth, you will come with me tonight. Now eat.". With that order, he just got up and marched out of the diningroom, leaving us all behind. 

The rest of the dinner was awkward. Josh tried to get the mood going by telling stories and jokes but no one seemed to really laugh or have attention to what he said. Matthew and Monica were holding hands and looking at each other. It seemed as if they had their own language or something. I could not figure out what they were discussing with their eyes. Oliver kept quiet, something I was not used to. After dinner I spent halve an hour in my room when Nate knocked on the door. "It's time.". 

*POV Nate* 

Father showed me the book when I came home from pack bussiness and I knew this would end up in some drama. I was happy with the fact that she was taking our culture and secrets seriously enough to start investigating, but at the same time I felt scared. Within the upcomming next hours she would talk to us about my family, about who we are. Or even more accurately; what we are. I felt my heart drop with the thought of her not understanding it or maybe she would not want anything to do with me after she finds out everything. In this moment I could lose my mate without even really having her. At dinner she ran off into the garden, I wanted to follow her but Monica signed me that she would need a moment alone, so I waited. Every f*****g minute afraid of her not comming back, running away or just tell me to leave her alone. As an alpha I am not easily scared, but this was more than just scary. When she came back and asked for proof, Monica volunteered. I know she means well but Elisabeth is mine. I should be the one to show her our world, so I interfered. 

After dinner I took a moment to gather myself. Planning what I would show her and how. After a few deep breaths I knocked on her door and told her it's time. She opened the door with a shy smile, looking up at me since she is a lot shorter than I am. I grabbed her hand and cupped it with mine, she feels warm and soft. "Are you sure?" I asked. She nodded as an answer and I used her hand to make her follow me down t he stairs. I decided I would need some room to make show her so the garden would be better. Also, I needed some privacy. we entered the garden, it was already getting dark but their was still enough light to see properly. I would start with my sweetest power, the one that would not scare her off. "Who do you think I am Elisabeth?" I asked gentle. She bit her lip, not sure of what to say. "You are Nate Bellator, what do you mean?". Such a naive answer, it was pissing me off a little bit. She knows I was not asking her that. "I mean, WHAT do you think I am? ". This time I asked a little less gentle, trying to supress the already building anger. I goddamnit  don't want to f*****g do this. "I'm sorry.. I.. you're a.. ahhh.. a werewolf" she mumbles. Good girl. I need her to say it out loud. She needs to be able to at least pronounce it if she wants to accept reality. "That means I have some qualities other men don't have. I'll show you." I took out the knive I kept in the pocket of my jacket. It was just a small one but she was already staring to twist and turn in her shoes. "Cut my hand" I ordered her. Her eyes started to change to blue, showing me she was getting scared. "Do it!" I ordered her again. She jumped up a bit. I hate the sight of her getting scared at me. As if I would ever be able to hurt her. I would only hurt myself if I would do that. She took the knive and made a small cut next to my thumb. Blood was running out of the cut. "I'm sorry Nate, I'm sorry.", she mumbled while pushing the knive back into my hands. "Look at the cut Elisabeth.", I tried to say as gentle as I could again, trying to push the blue out of her beautiful eyes. I hated blue. I needed green, or that purple-ish I saw last time I walked her home. She fixated her eyes on my bleeding hand as it started to heal in a fast rate. "I can heal about ten times as fast as human men, you do not ever have to be scared of me getting hurt.". She was smiling, looking at me with surprise and wonder which made me feel kind of cool. "I'm able to do other things as well, do you want to see?". Let's see what she can handle in one night. "Only if you do not hurt anyone.". As if I would do that.. Still so scared of me. I sighted. "I won't hurt anyone. It's not like I would kill someone just for the fun of it alright?". My anger was hitting up again. 

* END POV NATE* 

My mind was going wild. He just healed so freaking fast that I could see it change with my own eyes. A million thoughts exploding in my head, seeing proof of everything i have read in the last few days. When he asked me if I wanted to see more. I secretly got excited as long as it would not be violent at least. After he sneered at me that he would not hurt for fun the excitement replaced with shame a bit. Just because I am scared of their power does not mean he would use it to harm someone. Etnicity and culture and even mutation should not make me judge someone that fast. He grabbed my hand again and smirked at me. He must be up to something. Before I knew it he tilted me into his arms, holding me as if I was his bride. "Wow!" I let out. He smirked again. His warmth felt amazing. Before I knew it he started to run and within seconds we were on the other side of the terrain, which is large. I would need a few minutes to do that. I looked at him with wonder, trying to understand what was happening. "You want to race me?" He laughed while giving me a big wink. I jumped out of his arms. "Well, let's do that!". He laughed again, "You know you can't win right? What do I get out of it?". "If you win, I will believe you. And.. I will take some time to process everything and.. decide what I thing about it then.. instead of running while I still can.", I said, with a smile on my face. He understood the joke and started to count "3..2...1..". There he went. So much faster than me. It really was unbelieveble. 

The night went by. After Nate showed me his healingstrenght, his ability to run fast and the power he possessed I decided I had seen enough for one day. When he say that I wasn't afraid of him, he started to enjoy showing off. Such a huge ego. He wanted to tell me about their culture and about mating and status but I asked him to save it for another time. He again lifted me up and carried me inside into my room. He gave a small goodnight kiss on my forehead and left without argument. I know I will not get any sleep tonight, I need some time to process everything. Trying to understand my life all over again, was I missing clues all of my life? Are their more families like the Bellators here?