Chapter 7

Chris Melberg: "Yes, because of you." Emma shouted as loud as she could, making a fist and pointing her index finger at me.

"No way, I came here first. You were the one who started talking". I said and tried to maintain a normal voice.

"Oh really, and you were a little child who didn't know how to talk. I forced you to talk to me". She said in a sarcastic way, lowering her voice.

"What's the problem with you? You got what you want, A book".

"What about my self respect? You are such a big werewolf but you don't know how to whisper". She said,

"Okay," I shouted after hearing the word werewolf and then said in a low voice, "Okay I didn't know how to whisper. I am sorry". I tried to finish the fight.

She was staring at me and then she said,"I thought it's hard for male werewolves to admit their mistakes because of their so-called ego. But you are not like that, it's a good sign".

"Can I get that book?" I asked because I really needed help to stop Nick.

"Actually I also need that book. Tomorrow, I have to submit an assignment. If you want, we can share it". She said,

"Which topic are you going to study?" I asked to check if we can share that book or not.

"I am going to study about PTSD. Its detailed information". She told me.

"Really, you got the same topic. Let's study together. There's a cafe. We can go there". I didn't want to ask her to come to my home. So I suggested a cafe. So we can be comfortable.

"What will you take?" I asked her while we were sitting in a cafe. It was a round table with two chairs and she was sitting in front of me.

"Fresh human blood but right now, I am also good with fresh werewolf blood." She whispered.

I smiled and said," you are scaring me." Then I tried to calm her, "come one, don't behave like a child. I didn't know that the librarian would kick us out."

"Coffee. I like coffee." She was now calm and her voice was also normal.

"So PTSD is caused by childhood trauma or something like that?" I asked her.

"Yes, a person develops two personalities, one with that childhood trauma and the other without the memories of that trauma." She answered my question.

"So, how will his other personality disappear?" I tried to gather more information.

"When the main personality will face his trauma. Then he will remember his memories and his alter ego will disappear in him." She drank a sip from her coffee.

But in my case, I am normal and I experienced all emotions. It's because I am a werewolf. And PTSD hits werewolves in a different way.

I have developed a personality of Nick, he is cold and serious and knows all about my childhood trauma. I don't remember a thing.

"Hey, where are you lost?" Emma made a noise with her hand and waved her hand around my face. Then she said,"Do you know an interesting thing about this disease?"

"Haah," I came to my senses and said, what's that? If the alter ego becomes strong," it can take the place of the main personality and it will live the rest of that person."

"What?" The most shocking thing I just heard. Nick is already after a girl and he is getting strong. He can replace me and I can disappear for the rest of my life. Many thoughts gathered in my head.

Hey, what are you doing? She ignored my shocked expressions and said in a loud voice.

"What am I doing?" I acted innocently although I knew what she was talking about.

"You are releasing these hormonal scents like a teenage werewolf. What's wrong with you?" She was irritated and annoyed.

"I don't have control over them. It's my body doing it." I defended myself.

"Listen, I knew werewolves very well because I was one of them. Werewolf releases these types of scents when they are around……..". She stopped and her mouth opened a bit with a surprising expression.

"When they are around their mate." I completed her sentence.

"You think that I am your mate. Are you mad? Are you in your senses? How can you think like that?" She superessed her anger and said in a low voice but her fangs were out. Her eyes were also changing their colour.

"Calm down. I don't think like that. It's just that my body felt a connection with you or I don't know, maybe the wolf in me wants the wolf in you." I tried to calm the matter between us.

"The wolf in me is dead. I am dead. So, don't you dare to think like that about me." Her fangs were gone but she was still angry.

"You are not dead. You are alive. The wolf in you is alive. That's why, I am feeling a connection with you. You should give it a try. Just go out with me for some days. Maybe you will change your mind." I tested my luck and asked her out. I ignored my PTSD, Nick and all other things. I just succumbed to my emotions.

"After some days,........ After some days, I will still say that we are not a match. So, there's not a point of going out with you. You will grow old and die. I am immortal and I will remain same. I want someone who can be with me for the rest of my life. Not a werewolf who will leave me after fifty or sixty years. I won't watch you grow old and die. I think I made myself very clear. We shouldn't start things when we clearly know that their end will destroy us". She explained.

"People don't start relationships because they want happy endings for themselves. They start relationships because they want to go out on a journey together, to share their love and emotions together, even without knowing their end." I didn't know that I wanted her that much. After hearing no from her side, I realized that I fell for her the very first moment I met her.

She stood up from the chair," I need some time to think about it. I'll consider it. Give me your number. I'll call you if I want you in my life. And If I don't call then think that I never came into your life." Then she picked up the book from the table and smiled," I am taking this book."

I also left towards my home, hoping that she also felt a connection with me and she would definitely call me.

Ashley Falls: Jane came to see me. She wanted to know about last night. "Did he try to scare you?" Jane seemed worried.

"No, he didn't do anything. He was quite…..quite nice."

"What? How?" She was dying with curiosity.

"He took me to dinner, ordered my favorite food,took me to his home and he just wanted to celebrate his birthday with me."

"That's it." She was surprised.

"Yes, that's it". I said in a loud voice making sure that I am irritated with these questions.

"But you should be careful with him. What kind of guy took a girl home on a very first date? He could have just celebrated his birthday at the restaurant after dinner." Jane was still worried.

"Yes, I will be careful. And as you know, I dated a bad guy before so I know, bad guys do such type of things. I am sure he celebrated his birthday in a club last night after my departure". I said to her,

"Come on, you never dated a bad guy before. Did you?" Jane asked surprisingly.

"It was a long time ago". I told her.

"How long?" She asked again, trying to know the whole matter.

" A year ago. We didn't know each other back then. I met you after the breakup".

"But still, you should keep pepper or red chili spray and an electric gun with you". She said, like she was ordering me.

"What? Why?" My voice was probably very loud.

"What if he tries to do anything against your will? What if he planned to do anything bad with you to show his friend? And never said I love you too to him. Never reply to him".

"No, he didn't like that bad. He was nice to me. And why should I never reply to him back. You said that I should use him to get money. And now you are asking me to get back". I tried to understand her.

"Oh..oh.. If you said I love you back, the bet he made with his friends will get complete. He will leave you then. He won't have anything that binds him to be with you. That's why you should hold your reply". Jane was trying to help me.

"I don't think he has any friends. He told me he didn't have any friends." I comforted her.

"These are just rich guys' tactics. They do such things and make such ridiculous bets to entertain themselves. You should remain active around him. You just need money and that's it." She was trying to warn me.

"Maybe you are right. I just met him. I should be very careful". I agreed.

My phone rang. Ben was calling me. I attended it," Hello".

"I'll pick you in an hour". He said.

"What? An hour? Hey…….." and he hung up.