Hope's POV
After I left the diner, I decided to talk to the voice to figure out some answers.
"Who are you? Am I going crazy? What's happening to me?"
" No, you aren't going crazy, and nothing bad is happening to you, I promise you. We are werewolves, and we have special powers. I have been trying to get answers to where our powers come from, but for some reason, I can't access any memories from your first few years. I have been with you since you were born, and we would have normally shifted at the age of 16. However, with the powers we have, we needed to wait for our 18th birthday. Now that I have awakened, I can help you get stronger, and we can protect our pack with our mate," Isla responded.
" Ok, wait a minute, a werewolf is crazy enough, but what is this mate thing that you keep talking about?" I needed the answers to that first thing. I mean that Nate guy came up to me and said that he was my mate, so it must be important somehow.
" A mate is our other half. He is the one that we will be able to trust with everything we are. He is our soulmate," she responded to me.
I don't know if I believe all of this, it kinda sounds a little crazy, and I don't know if I should go commit myself or something. But I can't stop thinking about that guy who said he was my mate. I mean, I wouldn't be mad dating him. I mean, he must have been at least 6'4" and his biceps were as large as my thighs. He smells like pine trees and spices, kinda like those spiced pine cones at Christmastime. He smells like home and makes me wonder what it would be like to cuddle up to that broad chest with his arms wrapped around her. The thought of that alone has me clenching my thighs. How does the very thought of him have me wet enough that I might have to change my panties?
"Wait, you said shift like into a wolf? Like in the books that I have read? I needed to know this, so I didn't just change in front of anyone." Yes, we will shift into a wolf, and normally it's not required; we need to wait until we accept our mate and are marked by him. "I don't know why. I just know that it is required for us," she says, and I swear I can see her wagging her tail like a dog when she mentions us being marked. The rest of the walk to the motel was quiet needed to digest all of this for right now. I got to my room and was thankful that this place had a microwave at least. I popped in the mac'n cheese and headed to take a fast shower. I hate smelling like fries all the time. Looking at the food that I have available, I know I'm going to have to go shopping soon, and I wish I could save more to make sure I don't lose this place just yet, and I need to save up for my own apartment. I went to bed around 10 pm only to be jolted awake in the middle of the night. Now I'm sitting here in my bed, half dazed. There in the doorway is a middle-aged man with black hair that is slicked back. Something about him screams danger. I can't see much of his face, but I do see a scar that runs from his mid-forehead over his eye and down his left cheek. There is something in the air that stinks like crazy and is burning my nose.
"There you are, do you know how long we have been looking for you?" he sneers at me like I am just a piece of trash that he is being told to pick up.
"Who are you?" I whispered back. My normal confidence ran out the door when he barged in. Maybe he is in the wrong room. God, I hope so.
"Who I am is no business of yours! You got away once when you were young, but it won't happen again. We never imagined that you would have made it this far." He says back, like I should have known why he was hunting me down. Just as I was about to respond, there was this giant wolf in my room. The wolf attacked the guy, and I decided that the corner was going to save me. Once the guy was gone and on the floor, the wolf turned into a man, not just any man, but that super-hot man from the diner. I think he said his name was Nate. He is at least 6'4 with sandy brown hair, soft brown eyes, plump lips that are just begging me to kiss them, and tan skin. He has a broad chest, large biceps, and defined pecs. He has at least a 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 pack with that V cut leading down, and oh my god, how did I just realize that he is naked? I should look away, right? I couldn't, though, and let my eyes slide down. He is huge, not that I have much to compare it to. I mean, I have only seen one other in person, and that wasn't one I wanted to see. His thighs are thick and muscular, and it makes me wonder how much force he could generate with those legs as he pounds into me. I can see it playing out in my mind. I have never thought like this before. I hear him clear his throat and start chuckling," You have to stop, baby-girl, or I am going to have to take you here and now," he says with a smirk. " Damn, I can smell you from here, and it's driving me crazy!"