Death Of A New Era

Say What?

Alice POV:

I had now come to small hiccup rather then crying now that I've calmed down some. My face was going to be swollen for sure getting to my feet walking out of my room towards the bathroom grabbing a rag and running it under cold water.

As I was walking back to my room I could hear my father going out the front door, "Of course - he can go wherever he wants", I mumbled to myself.

Once back in my room I plopped down on the bed placing the wet clothe over my eyes closing them trying to relax.

After a couple of minutes I swear I could hear something hitting the window, but was not to sure. As I was getting ready to chalk it off I heard it again.

Getting up slowly removing the rag pacing it to the side l, I got to my feet I walked over towards the window u sure if I would even be able to open it.

Hesitating for a moment still unsure I took a chance and opened the window with the branch area Infront of it.

"Hello?" I asked confused at the young man who looked to be around my age - and he was pretty hot.

He was what looked like a foot or so taller then I was and I'm 5'6. He had these blue deep sea eyes staring start at me with hope in the which I was confused by.

I mean I had no idea who this was - and yeah I was curious to whom they maybe with their dark black hair and skin tight baby blue top and dark jeans.

Yeah I was practically drooling - I mean come on! This guy was hot! And yeah you could see that he worked out so that was a blessing.

As we both where looking at each other trying to figure the other he had finally spoken up.

"My name is Alex, Alex Hemlock", he started seeming to chose his words careful which I did not understand as to why, "and I know this may sound cheese and all - but I've been looking for you for sometime for you are my everything, for you are my mate", he finished watching me closely.

He kept talking I could tell he was trying to not push his words - but this girl had not been here that long so I was lost at what he meant by mate and all.

"Umm", I finally said trying to brake the ice, "I...I have no idea what your talking about".

He seemed like he understood strangely, I wondered if this was normal or something, "I'm a werewolf, witch mix - wolves each have their souls mates - hence you", he said watching me closely.

Blinked I said finally, "What? But I'm not a wolf or anything like that", then stopping myself from saying what I was since my father had warned me the first night not to tell anyone.

Alex smiled reassuringly at me, "Wolves can be matted to those that are not - there are some that are matted to humans even".

"But I can't - I'm...well not normal", was what I finally finished with.

Still smiling kindly at me, "It does not matter - wolves can mate with any other being - and you happen to be mine - and I've been looking for you for two years now".

I sat there taking in what he just said, "Why? Why would you wait?" I finally asked.

Placing his hand over his heart, "I knew one day I'd find you and when that happened I could not live without you".

"And what would you do if I did not feel the same way?" I asked seeing a hint of pain pass in his eyes.

"I would be hurt, as well as my wolf - but both of us would do anything we could to win you over", Alex said calmly.

Sighing not knowing what to do or say he went on, "I understand this maybe sudden for you and all - I can wait - I now know what you look like, your name, as well as where I can possibly find you", he said walking closer.

Taking a deep breath, "I don't know - I've had a lot dumped on me these last two days", I stopped myself looking away trying to not cry again.

"I understand - and I won't push you", Alex said pleadingly.

Looking back, "Plus I - I don't know if I'm ready for anything romantic or whatever", I said not wanting to disappoint him as well.

"This can start out as friends if you feel more comfortable with that idea", Alex said pleadly - as if the thought of me cutting him out of my life was the worse idea in the world to him.

"Can...can I think about that?" I asked not wanting to hurt him - I know I'm to kind and trusting sometimes - so what sue me.

His face light up, "Please, I'd be grateful!"

I smiled kindly back at him, "Ok - I'll think about it".

At that he seemed to bounce on the hills of his feet, "I sadly should get going before your father gets back", I made a face at that remark.

I sighed heavily knowing what might happen if my father cought him here, "I believe he will be gone Monday - midday", I said thinking about what he mentioned about a meeting, "I should possibly have an answer for you then", I said see as his face light up.

"Alright, I will return Monday - but I will say this", he said smiling sweetly and I saw dimbles on his cheeks, "I will be counting down until then - and won't forget this meeting".

He finished getting a small chuckle out of me which seemed to make him even more excited - and strangle I was also really looking forward to Monday as well - which I could not tell you why I even felt this way - which was totally wired.