A Yowl in the Dark

It Seems Like Death Loves Me -- II

After another moment, Jacob is beside me, chuckling softly. “You definitely don’t have super speed,” he informs me. “That being said, you did run at a fairly rapid forty miles per hour.” FOURTY?!

I was so amazed that I remained silent and followed him to rejoin the others. “Cool!” Daniel was beaming, “you’ve improved, though you are not quite ‘super’.”

“Strength?” Wes says slyly, and I can’t help but smile.

I will not engage in arm wrestling with any of you. My hand will be driven through the table and into the ground by you guys. There’s not a chance.

“How about that tree?” Daniel says, gesturing to the massive trunk a few feet away, “Try to break it!” I look at him doubtfully. Me, sever that beast?

I move over to it and put my thin arms around it. I squeezed it hard, using strength I didn’t know I had, and cracks started to run through it. But no matter how hard I pull, I’m not able to do more.

Wes remarks, “Not super strength, either,” and yanks me from the chubby tree. “What do you think, Pari? His stunning green eyes sparkle just like the ring on my finger.

“Well, I can see far away and smell,” I shrugged. That is undoubtedly a plus, even though I’m not entirely sure why. Why are they putting me through a werewolf test? When did Ray make me become a Spier? He informed me that a Spier’s only powers were the ability to summon spirit spears and eternal life. I would have to strengthen myself.

Surprisingly, Jacob nods as the wind whips past me. “That’s one,” he says with a grin, “and her appearance has definitely changed, so that makes two.”

I look at my perfect toes and thin fingers. “My appearance has changed?” I finally inquire, attempting to connect the dots. “Why? That only occurs to werewolves, I assumed.

Jacob tries to explain, “Well, see, I sort of… intervened at your Awakening. He seems almost ashamed as he looks down at the velvety green grass. “It was failing.”

“Stumbling? I was going to expire.” I felt a sharp alarm at what he said.

“You were this close to dying,” he says, holding two fingers just a hair’s breadth apart. His face flushes a little as grief washes over him like a tsunami. I felt completely chilled, even more so than when Ray and Jacob were standing opposite each other.

I asked, “then what?”

He speaks slowly and says, “I tried to turn you into a werewolf by using a drop of my blood.” Doom descends upon me, rage splintering through the dense air.

“WHAT?! I don’t want to be a werewolf!” I almost screamed. I want kids. I know it sounds weird to think that, especially at my young age. I could never have my own werewolf if I turned werewolf.

“Why?” there’s not much difference,” inquires Daniel. He shrugs and lies face down in the dirt, gazing up at the speckled sky.

Wes gives me a wink after appearing to think about my worry and widening his eyes a little. He lips, “I’ll keep your secret safe,” with a crazy smile. “Anyway,” Jacob continues, “you slept for almost 20 hours. He seems to find it funny that a cold person like me would want children.” Nightfall is almost here. As the sun starts to set closer to Earth, I fix my gaze on the streaks of pink and orange light that are emerging from the heavens.

“How do you conjure a spirit spear?” I asked in a direct and concise manner. Jacob gave a headshake.

You’ll have to discover that for yourself. It will be simpler to summon a spirit spear as a Spier if you meditate and fully immerse yourself in your spirit. You’ll need to hone this skill if you want to be one of our packs, Jacob tells me.

“However, I believed I was already a member of your group!” I objected, almost feeling left out. Jacob explains, “With us all the same, not part of the six. I snorted in annoyance. Normally, hearing those words would make me happy, but right now, for some reason, it just irritates me. I say with disdain, “I’m going to go rest,” and I retreat back inside the mansion. I cannot even begin to process this. When I raise a hand, Jacob stops trying to follow me and stops moving.

I quickly examine my body with my eager eyes as soon as I am out of Wes, Daniel, and Jacob’s vigilant gaze. Suddenly, I’m eager to see how my form has evolved. I sprint into my room and closed and locked the door.

Now that the small pot of flowers by the door is fragrant, the entire space smells wonderful and brightens. I can see every flaw and minute detail that keeps a petal from being flawless if I examine it closely. This strange enhancement almost hurt at first, but it feels normal now. I turned to face the mirror and shut my eyes. Do I need to look? Looking at how I’ve changed now makes me afraid. What if things turn out worse?

However, as my eyelashes fluff up and open, I realize that I shouldn’t have been concerned. Looking in the mirror, he is a completely different person. That is not me in any way. The mirror must be broken in some way.

I chuckle a little and proceed to the look, where I gaze into the mirror. As the same strange person stares back at me, anger starts to seep over me. What is happening? Why don’t I appear on the screen?

The same girl is staring at me with alarm as I dash to another mirror. There aren’t any other mirrors available. I am ensnared by this stunning woman, who makes me feel intense jealousy.

This cannot be me; the girl who resembles a doll is perfect.

Her long, glossy red hair, devoid of frizz, twirls around her shoulders. Her face is shaped like a heart, and it has gorgeous red lips and incredibly bright green eyes. Her legs are long and curvaceously shaped, giving her an envious five-inch height advantage over her. She has long arms with thin fingers, and her chest is slightly larger than mine. She has smooth, tanned skin.

However, why does she have on the same attire as I did yesterday? And why do I think that our faces, hair, and eyes are so strikingly similar to one another?

“I slowly touch my lips with one hand as I reach up.” The otherworldly, gorgeous girl does the same, mimicking my movements. She smiles back, showing off her flawless white teeth. I pull my hair and watch her mimic my every move, exactly in time.

This girl behind the glass, who is she? She is obviously aware of my thoughts because she can mimic my movements with such grace. She does the exact same thing as me with an added touch of beauty at every step, just like a ballerina. She is gorgeous in every way. She effortlessly outshines Sidney and commands all the attention. She is not at all like me. She unnerves me, so I retreat from the mirror and head to my amazing bed to sit. The deep mattress suddenly envelops my body as I sink into it. It’s difficult to think that I could be someone special, someone who could help the Jacob pack. I can do amazing things now.

How do I run so quickly? A car on the road can travel at forty miles per hour, which is how fast I used to lag behind the slowest jogger. I made fissures in the tree, and it would have broken if I had persisted. I can even use the Awakening to make a spirit spear that will help me kill the people who killed my parents. It might be a good idea to start meditation in the forest right now. My goal is to exact revenge on my parents as soon as I can.

Though I know that is untrue. I try to convince myself that’s the only reason I want to be a Spier. I find it appealing to be immortal because of a man that I hardly even have to think about to feel either happy or angry. I will be with him (or him, me) forever from now on. Why doesn’t that irritate me?

I get really scared of a strange question that keeps coming back to me. I bury it deep inside my head and ignore it entirely.

I know I said I wanted to rest, but I am not staying here—I’ve finally met this strange girl who haunts my room’s mirrors. I might as well make my way into the mansion grounds’ forest. I’ve gotten to know my surroundings and am fairly familiar with where everything is.

Once more, I sneak into the garden where the three werewolves have been hanging out for te entire duration. “Back so soon?” Jacob laughs as I reappear and Wes asks slyly. Jacob remarked, “That was a quick nap,” and I grinned. I really have no way to stop him.