Chapter 4

I am just finishing up my last class of the day. I know I have a list of books I need to get from the student store I guess to do this work so I head over to the bookstore to get them so I can get to work. Who knew the workload would be so tough?

I mean I should have figured biochemistry as a major is tough. Lots of math which is fine considering I excel with numbers. The workload is quite large though. Maybe I should drop one or two of my credits. I mean I am taking on more than the average student. But I should try to stick it out a week. If in a week I still think it is a lot, then I will drop a class or two.

I am walking trying to sort through all the stuff on my mind. I have decided I should forget what happened last night at the party. I am not here to be out. I am here to study and get a degree, make friends, and have a life. As I have come to this conclusion and start to focus on deciding whether to buy used or new books it happens again.

My body starts to ignite. What the actual fuck. I feel the fire starting in my belly and I'm frantically looking for a place to hide. All I see is a women's bathroom. Hopefully, it will be big enough for my beast and no one is in there. I dart in there and call out to see if anyone is in there. I get no response that is a good thing, I guess. I go to try to lock the door. But before I can my legs start to crack, and I fall. I'm trying to bite the screaming I don’t need someone coming in here. Then the worst thing possible happens someone walks in.

“What is she doing?” “I think she is shifting?” “Why is she in pain?” how are these people not scared? The pain is immense. “Should we let her finish her shift or you know stop her?” Before I could hear what the response was, I was a full-on beast. I growl and go to snap at one of them. I hate the confines of this tiny room. I want out.

“Shift Back,” One of the men says. I do not know what he is talking about, and I snap at them again, but he hits me. I yelp I know it doesn’t hurt but it bruised my ego and made me angry, so I bite his arm and badly too. The blood fuels my rage so I aim for the throat and as I'm about to pounce on this weak human to have a snack the bathroom the door opens again.

“What is taking so long?” My wolf stops at this man. All my anger subsides. My beast has never been so calm. What is happening? My big beastly head adverts looking at him. I cannot look in the eyes of this man. I am overwhelmed with peace. “She won't shift, and she bit Sean really badly.”

There is that word again shift. What does it mean? Does it mean my becoming this thing? Do they know what I am? They are not scared. Oh no, it is what I always feared these men are here to run experiments on me. To take me to a prison and throw away the key. I feel my fear rising and I need to get out of here. I look around and see the door, but they are blocking my only exit. I can do this they are only human; I can escape.

I guess the man who seemed to calm me, seemed to sense I was about to bolt and he looked me right in the eye and the weirdest thing happened I could see everything. I can see his birth and all his memories flood me. I can see he is what I am. He has a wolf beast too. He is all I want to be around. I don’t know how long we stood. I don’t even know if there is anyone else in the world let alone the room.

He comes up and pets my soft coat. I almost purr in happiness. The second his hand touches my fur I melt. I feel like a puppy dog more lab than a crazy wild beast. He says “It will all be okay. I need you to become human again and then we can talk okay.” I change into my human form. I cannot stop staring at him.

“Alpha???” someone says but I have no idea who. I am stuck looking at this beautiful man. I never believed in spells and magic but this feeling of awestruck can only be described as a spell I am under. Nothing seems to be pulling my attention away from this man.

I take a moment to take in his appearance. He is tall. Much taller than me. His hair is brown but has some natural blond highlights the waves of his hair touch his shoulders. His skin is sun-kissed as if he spends a lot of time outside. His face is chiseled and the short scruff on his face accentuates his strong jawline. His whole body is muscular as if he has no body fat at all. And his eyes are dark blue. Like the sky during a storm.

“Beta what just happened?” “Timmy, I think the Alpha just imprinted.” This short conversation snaps me back to reality. What are they talking about? Imprinting is what I just did with this beautiful specimen of man. Their voices sound so familiar like I know them. Maybe it was from the memories I just saw.

I wonder if this man I'm looking at has my memories. The man whom I know so much about looks away from the man I bit. “Sean please take Timmy and Mikey and return to the pack I will follow shortly.” the man I assume is Sean bows and grabs the younger boys by the arms and drags them out of the bathroom. Then he looks back at me.

He takes his jacket off and hands it to me. “Please put this on. Your apparency is making it hard to control myself.” I guess he is feeling the kind of sparks I am feeling when I look at him. When I reach out to take the jacket our fingers touch. Just a brush of skin is all it takes.