I updated Chapter 4... Just thought you guys might wanna know.
"Hey. You're awake." Lidnsey said as I pushed myself up. My head was still spinning, but it wasn't pounding anymore.
"Uuh, yeah." I answered stupidly. "What time is it?"
"Somewhere around eleven. That was some power nap. You okay?" Lidnsey answered. I nodded. "Good. Then come eat supper. Oh. And we bandaged your head a little. We didn't have much. It's not that bad. The rock didn't go in very deep. It was just bleeding a lot. Probably from beeing smashed around in the rapids for so long." Lidnsey shugged and walked out of the tent.
I reached up and felt the bandage. I hated bandages. I pulled it off. I looked around the tent and saw Britney's bag. I reached into it and found her compact mirror. I held it up and looked at my right temple through it. It really wasn't that bad. It was ugly, but I didn't quite feel that I needed to cover it up. I still made my hair so that it was mostly covered. Then I went out to have something to eat.
"Kayla." Britney got up and ran right to me.
"I'm fine." I assured her. "What's for supper?"
"Soup." Lucas answered. The counselors were the only ones up. And the brunette scientist. Mason. Now I remembered his name. He was Mason. Th professer's son.
I sat down on a log and had a bowl. It tasted like vegetable soup, but the package said chicken.
Lucas got up soon after I was finished and walked out of th clearing without saying anything. Mason got up too, but he went into his father's tent.
Rafe tensed up as soon as Lucas left and so he left after a little while too.
Then it was only Lidnsey, Britney, Conner and myself. It was an awkward silence. I ot up and walked out of the clearing in the opposite direction of where Lucas had gone.
I walked for a while, and then sat down on a semi-comfortable tree root.
I leaned back against the tree and closed my eyes.
I was contemplating going back to the others when I heard it. A howl, a wolf's howl. It was a strangely beautiful sound. I listened, waiting for more, but there was nothing else. I sighed and got up to leave, when I heard a twig snap from behind me. I spun around and saw te wolf from earlier.
I smiled in spite of myself. "Hi." I said, not at all afraid. The wolf made a cute little wimpering sound and I remembered he had an injured hind leg. "Don't be afraid." I said, walking around so I could see his leg. I kneeled down and looked at it. I gasped and fell back onto my butt. "But, that's impossible!" I mumbled. His leg showed no sign of injury, except for a thing line of dried blood. "But...How?" I mumbled.
The wolf turned around and came toward me. I nuzzeled my neck and then pushed my hair off my temple. He licked it, and for the first time I was honestly terrified of this beautiful creature. I tensed up and waited. Surely once he tasted blood he would want more. I just hoped it would be quick.
But the wolf didn't attack. He just kept licking until there was no more blood. And then he layd down with his head on my lap. It took me a moment, but after a little bit I relaxed with him.
"You're very beautiful, you know that?" I asked, stroking his fur. He looked up at me with big, beautiful green eyes, and nodded. "You're also very weird. Wolves don't usually nod. At least, I don't think they do." I told him, smiling. He made a sound that sounded very much like a laugh. "I don't know who I love more," I said after a minute of comfortable silence. "You, or Lucas." The wolf got up when I said that and ran off. Deeper into the forest.
I stared after it for a minute and then got up and went back to the campsite.
"You were gone a while." Britney said when I sat back down.
"Yeah, well." I shrugged, not wanting anyone to know about either encounter with that beautiful creature.
"We should get to bed. We have a big day tomorrow." Rafe said. I hadn't noticed that he and Lucas were back at the campfire.
"Okay. I think I'm just gunna sit out here for a bit though." I said. Lucas was staring at me funny. Like if we shared some big secret.
They all left, all except Lucas, a few minutes later.
"What?" I asked when we were alone. His staring was setting me on edge.
"Nothing." He chuckled.
"Well, why are you staring at me like that?"
"Like what?" He laughed again.
"You are so annoying!" I said.
"And you are so hillarious." He said calmly. I got up and walked right past Lidnsey, Britney, and my tent. "Where are you going?" He asked.
"Away from you." I answered. He didn't say anything else, but I'm pretty sure he swore at himself.
I walked around the tents and was turning the corner of the professer's tent when I heard Mason's voice. I stopped to listen.
"We have no proof!" He whispered.
"But we know that he is." His father whispered back.
"We can't confront him without proof. He'll just deny it." Mason said.
"That just means we need to find proof." His father said.
"What if we use the girl?" Mason asked.
"Who? Kayla? Why?" His father sounded confused.
"Well, he's very protective of her. Maybe if we threaten her we can force him to admit that he's a werewolf." Mason explained.
"No. I doubt that would work. Lucas seems to be very good under pressure." His father answered.
"What about jelousy?" Mason asked.
"Go on...?" His father sounded intruiged.
"He seems to really like her...So what if I can get her to like me, what ifI can get him jelous, and then get a moment alone with him, and tell him that if he admits what he is I'll leave her to him, and if he doesn't I'll kill her. Or keep her hidden, or abuse her. Or something." Mason answered.
"Yes...That may just work..." His father answered.
"Great. So how will we do this?" Mason asked.
"You just focus on getting her to trust you for now. I'll work on the rest." His father said this as if dismissing him.