Scott Reveals He's Not Human
“Scott, I don’t want to know.” You were breathing hard and your panic was displayed across your face but for once he expression while looking at you was hard. He wasn’t going to just let you run away this time.
“Y/N it's worse not knowing!” He snapped and you felt his gaze on the dark circles under your eyes, on how pale you looked. “I’d rather you hate me and know then be like this any longer.”
You shook your head frantically, watching as he sprouted fangs, his eyes glowing a deep red.
All you could do was breath hard, your mouth dropped open as the glowing red eyes gave you the puppy look you’d seen on Scott almost every time since the day you’d met. Then you felt the tears building up in your eyes, blurring him until you couldn’t tell whether he was monstrous anymore or not.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered, gently releasing your wrists, only to catch you as you wobbled and lead you over to the bench just behind you. “Focus on the sound of the trees, of the wind in the leaves.”
You snorted, unable to help how ridiculous it sounded when he rhymed.
“Stop.” He groaned, but you heard his grin, heard the slight relief that you seemed fine.
Without blinking, you listened, hearing the loud rush, a grounding sound reminding you that there were things bigger than just some guy you like with red eyes and fangs. Finally you could blink without crying, so you looked up at him.
“Are you some kind of vampire?” You whispered and his face fell.
“Much less immortal, thankfully. I’m a werewolf.” He sighed and you felt yourself sigh with him. A werewolf.
“Are there other things?” You were barely asking; it was more an opening for him to tell you everything. You knew you’d seen more than just a red eyed werewolf.
“There’s so much more. There’s about…” He went silent, you could hear him counting under his breath though, tapping his fingers, only to give you a small tentative smile, “Five things that you’ve met. But… About ten different things we’ve encountered.”
You shook your head angrily; he was being cagey. “Tell me them.”
“A thunder kitsune, a werecoyote, a banshee, werewolves and chimaeras. But we’ve seen a kanima, a werejaguar, a berserker, these weird immortal scientists and most recently… the Beast. It’s technically a werewolf but… It’s in its own class.”
He didn’t look pleased with telling you but also as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders, his body sagging back against the backrest of the bench.
“Okay.” You whispered and he bounced up straight, his expression happily surprised.
“Okay?” He sounded too excited and you realised what you’d just said.
“No.” You quickly shut him down and he leant back, face falling. “I still have to think about this. This is crazy. And I’m crazy to believe you but I do. I believe you. But… I need time.”