I feel goosebumps all over my body. I remember from the last time a saw a wolf they were large but from upclose, he seems enormous. His body comes to my waist and his head to my shoulder.  Was this a setup? Is this the part where I'm gonna get attacked. Does this wolf know what I am? Is he part of Jason's pack or just a random wolf? 

I stand still like I'm made of stone. Running away is not an option because he would catch up with me in less than 5 seconds. I take a step back very slowly and keep my eyes on the wolf. Cira no unexpected movements, maybe he doesn't see me. What am I saying? He looks at me, of course he sees me. I feel my legs tremble.  Half of me tells me to stay calm like there is nothing to worry about but my other half says I should run away as fast as I can.

He stands still. It doesn't seem like he's going to attack me. His fur is dark brown and looks really soft. With slow cautious steps he walks closer to me, like he tries not to scare me. I squeeze my eyes together to take a better look. Those eyes, green with brown. I smile in relieve when I get that this is Jason. I stand still and watch what he does. He is now slowly taking a few steps forward. 

It doesn't matter if it's Jason, I'm still scared. Wolves are even worse than dogs. They are bigger, faster and stranger. He sits down in the middle of the lawn. It's Jason, and he's not going to hurt me. I smile nervously and slowly take a step forward. He said he is just himself when he is a wolf. When I am close to him I sit on my knees. A pair of big eyes keep looking at me tracking every move I make. Slowly I put my slightly shaking hand very lightly on his fur. I have my hand on his upper back. He sits very quietly and places his head on the grass.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." I laugh and hear my voice shake. He turns his head a little towards me.

"This is so weird, you're a wolf." The wolf that is sitting in front of me is the boy who was sitting next to me this morning. We stay this way for a while. I keep playing with his fur. He has his eyes closed and his head on the ground. He is just like a big living teddy-bear. Teddy-wolf, I smile. I'm holding myself back from hugging him or laying down on the grass next to him. 

This is not normal, I live in a fairytale. 

Oh, Valentina. I pick up my phone to see what time it is. We agreed to meet in 10 minutes. I get up and see Jason opening his eyes en looking at me.

"I have to go back to the other lawn, Valentina is coming soon." Jason also stands up and walks back into the forest. I walk to the tree where my crutched are with a smile on my face. This is so weird. I don't get why I feel so warm and happy inside. 

"Wasn't that bad, was it?" I hear Jason say with a bright voice. I turn around and see him walking towards me. He wears shorts and puts on a shirt. He tries to play down the brightest smile I have ever seen on his face.

I lean against the tree and keep staring at him. I don't know why I feel so drawn to him. I know he is attractive but this is different.  

"Why didn't you say you would do this, you scared me to death!"

"I didn't plan it. I heard you walking and thought I should change to my human form again.'' He now stands in front of me, closer than he normally would. ''Then I thought about this morning when you told about your dog fear. Maybe this would help you get rid of it ... and I just wanted to see your reaction. I actually expected you to run away or something." 

He runs his hand through his hair and still laughs, so do I.

"Yes, I was thinking about it," I say softly.  We smile at each other, I see a sparkle in his eyes and I know I have that too. We walk towards the place I agreed to meet up with Valentina.

"I don't want you to be afraid of me if I ever have to change and you are there." He stares ahead. 

I look at him and almost stumble over a tree trunk. Jason walks very easily as if he is walking on a normal road. He looks at my crutches.

"It's really weird isn't it? That I can look in your head. "I nod and think back to what I have read. Vinis are women, normal people, magical creatures see them as enemies, magical creatures can't kill them and both Vinis had a special bond with a werewolf. What do they mean by special bond?

''Yeah, it is,'' I agree.

We walk in silence to the open space. When we arrive at the field we sit down at the table where we were last time. I put my crutches against the side of the table. Jason already sits down so I can see his back. There is something red on his shoulder. 

"Do you have a tattoo?" I ask before I realize. I sit down next to him and look questioningly at him. 

 "Yes ..." He looks at me for a few seconds and smiles. I just look back and smile.

"Do you want to see it?" He finally asks with his eyes pinched together. 

Uhmm yeah, of course I want to see it.  So I nod, trying not to look too eager.

 He smiles, turns a bit so that he is sitting with his back to me and pulls up his shirt. 

My eyes go over his muscular tanned back till I meet another pair of eyes.

 "Wow," almost one third off his back is covert with ink. It's a red dragon. The head off the dragon is on his right shoulder, looking back while he climes Jason's back. His tail runs all the way to his waist to his stomach. The wings of the dragon aren't spread. 

"It's really beautiful. Does it have a meaning?" 

The person who tattooed this is so talented. I see the spine and all the scales on its body. Lines are drawn at the claws, making Jason's skin look like the dragon is climbing his back. Fascinated, I follow the lines and look at the shadows. Before I realize it, my hand is already sticking out to his back. I stop myself quickly. But I keep following the lines with my eyes. I have never seen a tattoo or a drawing so realistic. 

 "Why red?'' ... '' Why a dragon? "I ask with my attention still on the dragon. He lowers his shirt again and turns to me. 

"Thanks," he says, his eyes have an emotion I can't name. He smiles briefly before he continues talking.

"Yes there is a meaning behind it, I chose red because it "suits me". The red dragon stands for strength and wisdom. The person who tattooed me could see it on me or something," he says laughing and rolling his eyes. Apparently, he does not believe in that. 

"And ... yes a dragon because ..." His face expression changed. "My mother loved dragons very much." His mouth opens again and it looks like he wants to continue telling but the words can't come out. I don't know how to respond.

"You don't have to tell if you don't want to." I say softly.

"Yes, I want to tell you." He says and smiles again a weak soft smile. He turns forward again and looks at his hands on the table. I stay turned to face him.

"About 5/6 years ago our pack got attacked by another pack. I was watching my mom cook, and we watched cartoons on the tv. The other kids were all at the garage except Valentina, Jake and me. We suddenly heard someone scream, it was their mom. My mother grabbed my hand and rushed to the living room. She also grabs Jake and Valentina who were playing on the front porch. I didn't understand what was going on so I just did what my mother said.
She said: Jason I think we have visitors. She walked into the kitchen and came back with a knife in her hand. I asked what she was going to do, I begged her not to go outside.
She said: Calm down Jason,  there is nothing wrong I will be right back. Stay here and wait until I come to get you. She gave me a kiss on my forehead and left the house.''

He stops talking, his eyes on his staring into space like he is back there again. I feel a knot in my stomach, there is a sadness going through my body when he tells me this I feel like I'm there. I know how this story is going to end. 

''Jake and Valentina sat behind the couch. I made myself small by the window and saw my mother run past the wall of the house and looking around her. She ran with the knife in her hand to the house where the screaming came from. A boy stood in the forest and before I saw it a huge black wolf jumped up at my mother. She reacted quickly and tried to stab him, but missed his face, so the knife ended up in his arm. My mother tried to get up but then ... "he pauses and swallows and clears his throat. He closes his eyes and breaths heavily. I hate seeing him like this. I blink a couple of times so the tears forming in my eyes go away. 

I move closer to him and lay my hand on his. His eyes open and he smiles weak, before holding my hand tight with both hands. 

"Then he cut her throat with his claw. Without a doubt, without a little humanity, he killed her. "

It feels like a part of me just broke. He saw his mother get murdered when he was just a kid. That is so cruel, so unfair. I feel a tear rolling down my cheek, I wipe it away before he sees it. My eyes go over his face again, he looks so weak a vulnerable right now, like he can break down at any moment, so unlike the Jason I know so far. 

"For years I kept seeing those few seconds in my dreams. I've seen it happen. I stood there looking out the window like a coward while my mother got killed. My father came running with all those other men, but it was too late. My mother could not be saved anymore. She had already lost to much blood." He pauses again, "I could have saved her." He now says frustrated. 

"Jason, you were just a kid, no one that age would know what to do in such a situation," I say and try to comfort him. It would be so bad if he has taught this for so long.

"I could have distracted him. "He says harsh, probably harsher than he intended because his face softens directly and he holds my hand tighter again rubbing his dumb over mine.

''Yes and then? If you shouted out the window or run outside, he would probably come at you, Valentina and Jake, and then your mom."I still say quietly. He says nothing because he probably knows I'm right. If the wolf focused on the 3 kids they probably wouldn't survive his attack.

"Heeyy," someone calls from the forest. The voice startled me, I turn around and see that it's Valentina. Jason loosens his grip on my hand but doesn't pull away. He does it so I can pull away and I do. Directly regretting leaving his warm big hands. When Valentina sees Jason's face she looks concerned for two seconds, but she quickly recovers her gaze. 

Shit is Jason back to the way he was before?

"Hey," I say back and smile. She sits down at the table and looks very cheerful again.

"What time were you done?" She asks and look at both of us.

"One a.m," I say, looking at Jason. He clears his throat and sits up. " My last class finished at 12 a.m." 

I cross my legs but doing so I bump my knee against the table making my crutches fall over. "Ouch," I lean aside to grab my crutches. 

"Auw," I bump my head against the table when I come up.

I hear them chuckle. "Are you okay?" Jason asks laughing. I  laugh and nod.

"Now I understand what you mean by clumsy," Valentina says, smiling at Jason.

"Ping," Jason takes his phone and looks at it. "I have to go." He gets up. "I'll see you later." 

We both smile at him, watching him walk into the forest. Valentina looks at me. We stay silent until we know he can hear us anymore. 

Oh god I hope she isn't mad at me. Is Jason back to his sad self, the way he was before?

(A/N

Will Jason we fine? Or will he be back to his old self?

Did you expect the story of his mom?

Will Valentina be mad?)