"Goodnight Erin." Darcel hurried over to his mate, upon physical contact, Adelaide relaxed curling into him.
Even though talking with Darcel helped a little, I still couldn't help but feel that Carson and I aren't on good terms.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and I jumped, gasping lightly turning around instantly.
"It's me." Carson said, his eyes holding sadness and a little confusion. He said nothing else, he just stood there, staring at me.
I looked away from him, not able to stand the way we've grown apart these past few weeks and seeing the way his reflects through his gaze. I'm too scared to use my powers to see how he's feeling because I'll be able to feel if he really is mad at me, or resents me, or hates me. Even the thought brings tears to my eyes.
I took a deep breath, standing slowly and walking to the tree-line a few yards away leaning against a tree facing away from everyone. I closed my eyes taking a few breaths, placing my face in my hands, shaking my head.
I slid down to the ground, resting my head on my knees closing my eyes. I shouldn't be worried about this so much, but I can't help it, I don't feel things like everyone else. When I'm upset, I'm really upset and when I'm sad, I'm really sad.
What if Carson and my relationship is never the same? We're not dating, not officially, but I love him more than anything.
"I'm not mad at you," I stiffened when I heard his voice, but didn't lift my head up. He must have heard me and Darcel's conversation.
"Do you hate me?" I asked softly, dreading his answer.
He chuckled, "Erin. . ." His voice was closer now, and slowly, I lifted my head up, reluctant to meet his gaze but when I did, my heart just melted. The way he was looking at me was intense and serious, an expression that was different for him, but endearing all at once.
"You've been crying," He frowned, reaching out and running his thumb under my eye.
I nodded, looking away.
"Look at me," He said. I looked at him with sullen eyes. "I could never, ever hate you. I'm not mad at you. . . I'm mad at myself. I wasn't there for her, I never got to see her before we left and I didn't even try to. I was, more jealous than anything. You got to see her and I'm so happy one of us did, but then I realized, you didn't get to see your mother either and you also must be devastated. I've been selfish about this but I've never been upset with you."
He cupped my face in his hand and I leaned into his touch, "I just thought. . . I don't want our relationship to change. You mean everything to me, Carson." I admit to him.
I waited for him to say something and suddenly, amusement flashed in his eyes, "I know I mean everything to you. I have that effect on people."
I scoffed pushing him slightly, laughing.
His lips turned up slowly and he leaned in closing the distance between us. I breathed into the kiss, moving my lips with his, pulling him closer to my body.
When we broke apart, I slowly opened my eyes not at all expecting to see what I did.
Carson's face still looked like him, but it was distorted and rearranged. His cheeks were hollow and his eyes were sunken in, with red irises that were glowing, his skin disgustingly dry and flaking.
I screamed.
I backed away from him, watching in horror. He put his hands up in surrender but I didn't care, it wasn't Carson, I don't know what that thing is. He kept trying to reach out to me but I shook my head frantically.
It finally clicked that I was trained to fight and my eyes once filled with fear soon filled with rage. I stood up at inhuman speed, kicking the creature in the face, swiping my leg underneath his heels making him fall on his back with a grunt. I pulled a blade out of pants pocket, ready to throw it at his face when I was attacked from the side by. . . Ara?
Ara was standing over me in wolf form growling furiously.
"Ara!" I yelled in an accusatory tone. "It- It's. . . I don't know what it is but it's not. . ." The once terrifying monster like creature was Carson once again and I gasped.
"Carson?" My voice was shaky and I shook my head, "No, he was. . . I know what I saw!"
Just then the snap of a twig sounded in the distance and it finally dawned on me.
"Itri must have sent trackers after us. They're probably aeterian, that may explain why you saw whatever it is you saw." Nysa said from behind Ara.
I ran my hands down my face, my body trembling.
Ara backed off of me, licking her snout before walking away.
"Hey, are you alright?" Carson came to me but I shot to my feet walking away from all of them.
"Just. . . just stay away from me. I need to think." Carson's expression dropped which hurt me more than it probably hurt him.
This is what happens when you let your guard down. I almost killed Carson! I almost killed him, I'll never forgive myself for that.
I just hope all of this ends soon.
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