Chapter Thirteen

I close my eyes, letting the magic sink into my mind. I feel it in my soul. My hand grabs an arrowhead tightly. I allow the images of the objects to pass through my mind. I see a young Native American sitting under a tree with another rock in hand. He beats rocks together. 

"Energy Manipulation?" I hear Theo's Voice 

I nod. "It's amazing."

When Theo opens his right hand, and then blows with his mouth, butterflies fly out of his palm at that exact moment. 

"They're beautiful," I watch as they fly away towards the treetops. 

"Life is more beautiful with nature, and a little bit of magic," he tells me. 

"I agree."

"I am going to head back, Gala." The brothers analyze each other.

"Okay, sure."

Moments later, I sit with Gala on a log in the middle of the forest, a few miles away from camp. Something about Gala is calming, and I feel so comfortable around him. He relaxes the nerves in my stomach. 

"Are you sure you're a werewolf?"

I feel curiosity enter my brain, I have never been asked that question. 

"Of course, I don't think you want to see me hairy."

He chuckles. "I mean in here." He touches my chest. 

"Yeah, in my heart I am a wolf." I can imagine my life, not being a werewolf. Just like my mom, I do feel alive running through the forest and my feet, leaping off the ground.

I feel his hand, rubbing my cheek. His touch made my stomach nervous.

"You're so beautiful."

I feel my eyes widen. Gala's never spoken to me like this.

"Me?"

He laughs, running his finger over my lower lip. His voice set a quiver up my spine. My mind fantasizes about his touch.

"Who else would I be talking about?" He moves his face closer to mine. I know kissing him would be a mistake. I know it will kill Nico and make the wolves question my loyalty even more. 

I feel his lips in mine so quickly, and I couldn't pull away even if I wanted to. His kiss was sweet, pure, and emotional. 

He pulls me into his lap, and I run my fingers through his hair. It feels similar to kissing my mate - a rush of frenzy coursing through me.

He pulls his lips away and nibbles my ear. "That was amazing." He whispers in my ear. I just nod. What Could I say or do to express the guilt that's already swirling inside me? 

He brings his lips back to mine. The make-out session was intense and soon I felt his hand explore in between my legs and he rubs my vagina, over my jeans. I wonder what it would feel like if he fingered me?

"Wow, Rori. Awfully friendly with the aliens," I hear Tala's voice. 

Shit shit shit. I am sure Gala saw the color drain in my face.