I squeezed my eyes shut, and I could feel myself shifting back into my human form. Hot tears were flowing down my cheeks, and I quickly wiped them away. I pulled on the purple t-shirt I had been wearing and looked up to see Anton had changed back to his human form as well.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled. "I don't know what happened."
"It's fine, Tyler," he said assured, his voice genuine. "I think I saw what I needed to see anyways."
That didn't sound good. "And?" I prompted, not really want to hear the answer.
"I think you're sloppy," he said bluntly. I looked down at the grass to try and hide my flushing cheeks. "But," my head snapped up, "I think that's because you've never been trained before."
"Oh."
"You've got great potential, Tyler," said Anton with a smile. "We just need to sharpen your skills. You'll make a great warrior yet."
"Really?" I asked, surprised.
"Really."
~~~Bo's POV~~~
My plan wasn't working. Not at all.
I thought that maybe if I avoided Tyler, I wouldn't feel the pull to her. Of course, even if I wasn't physically near Tyler, I was thinking about her.
She had started training with Anton today. My father thought it best she didn't go to school because she was three years behind. Not that she wasn't smart; Dot told me that Tyler had actually helped her with some of her homework over the weekend.
I had asked Dot a lot about Tyler, since she seemed to have spent a lot of time with my little sister. My inquiries no doubt made Dot suspicious, but I didn't care; she would find out sooner or later.
Dot said that Tyler was quiet, but she could be really funny. However, Dot also mentioned how Tyler sometimes got this faraway look in her eye, and sometimes it looked like she was about to start crying.
It made my wolf and I angry that we could go to her and be there for her the way a mate is supposed to be there for his mate.
When I got home, Anton had pulled me aside and told me how her training went. He told me that she didn't have any technique, which I attributed to her never being trained by anyone. Anton did tell me that she was tough, and once trained, she would be an amazing warrior. I smiled like a dork the whole way back to my room.
I had eaten dinner in my room by myself, even though I knew my plan was terrible and it wouldn't work. Sooner or later, I was going to snap and tell who what she was to me.
Now, here I was, lying in bed, trying to sleep. I checked the alarm clock on my side table and groaned. It was well past midnight, and I needed to sleep. I rolled onto my back and closed my eyes, and I started to count sheep in my head. I was just starting to doze off when I felt it.
Unimaginable fear.
I sat straight up in bed and looked around. There was nothing in my room that was scaring me, so I had no idea why I felt so scared. Then, I realized it wasn't my fear.
It was Tyler's.
I jumped out of bed and sprinted through the house to the opposite side of the house to Tyler's room. I could hear her whimpering through her door, and I slipped inside as quickly and silently as I could.
Tyler was thrashing on her bed, and I could see her hair matted to her forehead with sweat. She was crying and mumbling things I couldn't understand. I settled down next to her, and watched her for a moment, unsure of what to do. Soon, I had had enough, and I decided to wake her up.
"Tyler," I called softly. She didn't respond. "Tyler," I repeated, this time louder. Still no response. "Tyler!" I said, and I shook her shoulder gently. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked around wildly until her eyes fell on me.
"Bo?" Her voice sounded weak and broken.
"You had a nightmare," I said simply. She nodded, but I could tell she had been really spooked. "Just go back to bed, okay?" I told her. I got up off the bed and started towards the door, when I felt a hand on my arm.
"Don't go. I don't want to be by myself." I turned to look at Tyler. She looked absolutely terrified, and I sighed. My dad would kill me for this, but I couldn't leave her like this.
"Alright," I said. I crossed to the other side of the bed and lay down stiffly next to her. My wolf was going crazy being this close to her, and I had to use all my strength to control myself.
"Thanks Bo," she whispered, her back to me. I smiled and stared at the ceiling.
After about ten minutes, her breathing let me know that she had fallen back asleep. I knew I should get up and go back to my room, but I couldn't make myself go. I heard Tyler yawn, and then I felt her back against my side.
My eyes widened, and I glanced next to me to see that she had snuggled closer to me.
She's asleep, encouraged my wolf. She'll never know.
I sighed and turned so that her back was against my stomach. I draped my arm over her side, and closed my eyes to go to sleep.
This felt right. This is what I wanted.
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So I made this chappie longer than usual because the last two weren't as long. And, i also gave you guys both POV's!!!!
I also noticed that I'm past 200 reads!!!!!! WOO HOOO!!!! Also, does anyone know what it means when under the title of your story there's something like "Werewolf #529"??? I don't know what that means...
The pic on the side if of Stark!
I don't know if i will be able to post tomorrow because I've got a hockey game, and I don't know when I'll get home... I also have this crazy stuf called homework... boo... I'd much rather spend all day writing ;)
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