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"Mercy and truth have met together, righteousness and peace have kissed."
~The bible

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"Wha-"  I struggle to Continue, staring at them all wide-eyed as my mouth hit the floor.  Never in my entire life had I expected to hear a sentence like that. For When my mother told me I was special as a child, this wasn't exactly what I had in Mind.

Every single bone in my body was telling me to run towards the door and never step a foot back in this house. A house filled with wolves, werewolves. The mythical creatures of my nightmares.

I couldn't help but look over and stare at the door and Hunter happened to catch me do so, narrowing his eyes as I did so.

"Cece." He grabs both of my shoulders and turns me to face him, "you've already ran once.... If you didn't believe it, then you wouldn't have came all the way back over here in the first place."

    It was true. This asshole was right....

    Deep down I believed it, but up front it was crazy, completely crazy. Eagerly, I push Hunters hand's off of my shoulders, not wanting him to touch me as it gave me butterflies...and it certainly wasn't a good time for that.

    It made so much sense, from me being strong to the horrible events that were last night. Since I had woken up, I hadn't mentioned it but every one of my senses were going crazy.

      The strongest by far was the my sense of smell, Hunter was living proof of that as any time I was in a miles radius I could smell him. And right now, the smell that was coming off of Hunter was irresistible. Rose and Aidon had familiar smells but neither were driving me as crazy as Hunter's. I literally wanted to tackle him to the ground.

     He was obviously picking up that something wasn't right with me, and smoothly asked me if I was okay, following with sigh and a slight nod.

     "Hunter, take her upstairs and talk to her." His mom ordered, "you're both the same age, maybe you can help her understand." She finishes by putting her hands on her head and mumbling that this wasn't supposed to happen like this.

    I still had barely spoken a word since Aidon had uttered the words that had changed everything, my entire world had been flipped upside down and I didn't think that it was going to flip back anytime soon.

     Hunter took me by the hand and led me to the stairs while I was feeling light-headed and dizzy. Walking didn't do that any justice as I stumbled on my feet multiple times.

    "D-do you want me to carry y-" He spoke nervously, which was sorta cute but I wasn't going to admit that to him, he was a jerk.

     "No.." I immediately cut him off, I wasn't some damsel in distress that needed help, from now on I was going to save myself. It was time for me to step up and stop being a child. I didn't need a boyfriend, I didn't even need another werewolf.  I only needed myself.

      As stupid as it was, I was going to start by climbing these stairs. It sounds stupid, but it was quite a challenge when your head was on the moon.

    One by one, I made my way up with Hunter one step behind me, ready to catch me if I was going to stumble at any point. The hairs at the back of my back stood up as his hands very lightly traced them.

    Once I had made my way to his room, I sat down on his bed and placed my hands over my face. Covering it with the end of the sleeves that obviously didn't fit me, after all...it was his top.

       I wanted to laugh, I wanted to cry. But Hunter wouldn't see me ever do either of them, he didn't deserve too. Anxiously, he sat beside me.

      "Hey." He smiles at me, causing me to release my hands from my face. I turned my head to face him and sigh.

     "Happy birthday." He looks at me, seeming so happy that he knew the actual date. Like a switch inside me, all feelings I felt towards him turned to hatred.

   Total Hatred.

     "Y-you don't deserve to say that to me." I say, shaking with an unknown source of anger as I stuttered on my words. He looked like he'd been stabbed in the stomach but did a very good job of hiding his true emotions.

    Cheese and ice cream, what am I doing?

     "You were a complete jerk!" I shout, now standing up from the bed and turning so I was in front of him.

     Why am I saying these things?

     "You were rude to me! You fought my boyfriend! What reasons do I Have to even speak to you?" I scream, my frustration showing throughout my entire body as my hand was beside me, shaking as I spoke.

    I wanted to cry inside, I wasn't saying these things. And honestly, Hunter looked just as hurt as me after hearing my rant.

    He sighs and sat me down on his bed once again.

     "Cece, you don't mean these things. It's the changing...." He almost whispers, trying to conceal his hurt. But I knew better.

"...your feeling's are all enhanced." He concludes, sighing once again and running his hands through his dark hair.

     "Listen Cece, I'm sorry for what I did, I didn't have a choice. Everything I did was for a reason, yeah maybe I took it a bit far when I punched your boyfriend in the face. But let's face it, he's an asshole at the end of the day." He smiles unforgivingly, arms crossed over his chest.

     He obviously saw that his previous Statement wasn't helping as he then shut himself up.

    "D-did you get the present I got you?" He asks, refusing to make eye contact with me the entire time but instead found more comfort in looking at the floor.

    I took it much more personal than I should've.

     "Yeah..." I pretty much mumbled." It was beautiful..." I struggled to admit to him. Hunter did make my blood boil.

    "My father told me you liked the one downstairs." He chuckles,"I painted that one aswell." Hunter brags and points over to his canvases and paint.

    That was the first time we'd made eye contact since I shouted at him.

      " I thought I'd be fitting to get a paining of a wolf for your seventeenth. After all... it was the night that you turned for the first time."

    I stay silent.

      " I remember my seventeenth back in England." He continues, not caring if I was listening or not but continuing his story nonetheless. I watched as his eyes darkened over and showed signs of regret and sadness, I prepared myself mentally for what he was going to say.

      I-I killed someone that night..." He stopped, and my eyes shoot up.

      "That's why I took you out to the woods that night." He looks me right in the eye, that's why you had the party, so no one would be out there when you turned."

"What?"

       "Cece, I killed someone on my first night, I took you into the woods and watched you to make sure that you'd never have to deal with the same pain I did." He looks at me, the pain in his eyes showing clear as day.

  "And it worked," he gently smiles, "only thing you tore apart was a a deer and yourself when turning."

     It was as if his eyes had gotten four shades brighter than the natural bright blue that they were and I was completely mesmerised by them. Especially since he was looking into mine.

     "Hunter, I'm sorry." I say with total seriousness, now gaining control over my mood swings which were probably the same intensity as Em when she was on her period.

     "No, it's fine." He smiles gently, "I needed someone to put me in my place." He laughs, and for once I laugh with him too.

      "Let's get you home. You've got Crap-ton to think about," he says, "we haven't even scraped the surface."

Thanks for reading guys,

It's kinda boring I know but ALOT has happened in the last few.

I'm toning it down a bit, and will be focusing on the relationship between Hunter And Cece and her getting used to herself being a wolf.

But don't worry I have 2 huge reveals coming up about Cece, just be patient