Chosen By The Moon

"Not in the slightest, especially not with that wicked grin on your face." I chuckled, half of me was joking anyway, the other half of me actually wanted to take on the challenge.

"Aww, come on... I've always wanted to do this with someone... now I actually have the aim to do it successfully." He shook his head and chuckled taking the apple out of my hand and biting into it with a loud crunch.

"Then ask your boyfriend to be your test dummy. At least then if things go wrong he has faster healing abilities." He raised his eyebrows at me, before taking a bite out of the fruit again, and slowly gripping one of the knives with his free hand. "My turn... it can't be that difficult, right?"

He gripped the blades side, much like I had done previously, in fact he was basically copying every move I had made, right down to his stance. He threw it hard and I watched as the knife spun through the air and hit the target with a thump. The weapon then clattered to the grassy ground pathetically and I large snigger left my lips, due to how cocky Clarke had actually been.

"If your planning to use this as a weapon of choice during the fight, I suggest you get a lot more practice in." My humor wasn't at all unnoticeable as I eyed my friends apple, before taking it off him. Without missing a beat I threw it up into the air, then tossed a knife directly at it. The fruit hit the targets bullseye effortlessly, while the blade prated it directly through its core. I gave a single cocky raise of my brows before walking off into the pack house, having a few set of eyes staring at me as I went.

Paying no mind to the impressed gazes of both humans and lycans a like, I made my way up to my room, instantly I was greeted by the scent of Lewis.

I might not be a wolf, but every human still had a scent, and his enveloped the room in the best way, instantly bringing me comfort in its familiarity.

I walked to the bathroom, and turned the taps, filling the tub with warm inviting water. A quick wash wouldn't hurt anyone, and as much as I liked Lewis, having him not waiting for me outside the tiled walls, eased my mind slightly, allowing me to bathe as long as I wanted.

There was just no peace like it at all, the feeling of being submerged in the tranquil gentle water. It caused my head to lean back over the edge of the tub, and I allowed my eyes to close blissfully. This upcoming fight would change everything, and I fully intended on savoring every happy moment I could before that day can to pass.

Half an hour later, I was disturbed by a loud, anxious knock at the door. I sighed, knowing that my minute of tranquility was now officially over quickly pulled the plug out and stepped onto the soft bathroom rug, wrapping a large towel around my naked body tightly, before walking towards the door to our room.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." I called loudly before muttering a single protest under my breath. "Jeez."

I was shocked upon opening the wooden door, when Vees eyes met mine and she barged into the room, looking to be on edge.

"God, no!" My thoughts tumbled out of my mouth as I looked at her frantic eyes. Hadn't she just been on the phone with Carlos? Had she come to give me terrible news that he had already succumbed to his nonconsensual marking. "Is Carlos?..."

However, at the mention of her fathers name, her eyebrows furrowed, and the worry on her face quickly turned into that of confusion.

"My father? Oh... No, he's ok. Well,

he's as ok as he can be given the situation. It's guaranteed that he'll shift in a couple of days, on the next full moon. He seemed to be kind of, calm about the whole thing." Ok, so if Vee didn't come here to tel me news about Carlos, then why was she knocking on my door with so much vigor?