17

Hope

   Okay, alright. Noah just told me I’m a werewolf. I need to calm down. My breathing and heart rate have increased. Noah just got a little closer. That isn’t really helping. I’m freaking out. Werewolves aren’t real. I can’t be a werewolf. This isn’t happening. I think I may be hyperventilating. Am I going to pass out? Don’t pass out Hope, I tell myself.  “Hope, love, relax.” I hear the rumble of a very calming voice. I take a big breath. I smell him and start to relax just a little.

“How can that be true?” I ask. “Hope, I know it sounds very farfetched. But I’m telling you the truth. I would not lie to you.” He tells me. “We don’t run around like animals all day. We actually don’t do it often at all. We live regular lives like everyone else. We just have the ability to transform into wolves. We will help you when you turn 18.”

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