I felt something warm pressing against my side and I opened my eyes drowsily. I rolled over to see a pure black wolf laying next to me with it's tongue hanging out of it's jaw and it's tail wagging like a dog. I screamed and jumped out of the bed, I pulled the blanket with me, rolling the wolf onto it's back. It looked at me with it's pale green eyes that held something familiar....

"Jack?!" I gasped as the idea flooded my mind with a confusing sense of dread.

The wolf nodded and barked at me, confirming my worst nightmare.

"So it's true! Your... Your a werewolf!" I screamed at him, stumbling backwards and hitting the wall. My breath was coming in short bursts, my heart racing. Flashes of that terrible night followed my dread as if it was playing tag with an old friend.

The wolf, or Jack, gave a painful yip as it started transforming into my dear brother. As soon as it was over he pulled the blanket up so I didn't see him and said, "relax, Mel."

"Relax?!" I practically screamed at him, "relax?! How can I relax when you came into my bed as one of THEM?!?!" I threw a random thing at him which happened to be a shoe. Another flashback of when mom had thrown her shoe at the white wolf burst into my head.

The door flung open and Shawn, Rafire, Spire, Leaf, and that guy who had given me the wine rushed in. Great, more monsters!

"What's the matter?" Spire growled, lifterally growled as she looked between me and Jack.

"Just leave me alone! I don't want to be here! I want my family! My home! I want my life back!" I sobbed as I slid to the fetail position. My tears soaked my face and blurred my vision, staining my knees.

"Oh, Melody, my dear. You must accept what happened, you must accept what your life is now." Spire knelt by me and placed her soft hand on my knee. Now, upclose, I could see her eyes, they were a light shade of blue... Another flashback entered my vision and those calming eyes returned as feral and savage as the white wolf killed Trevor and dad.

"You killed Trevor AND my father!" I screamed the realization out to the world. My sadness popped like a bubble as anger replaced it. "You killed them! Why didn't you kill me!?!? I would be a LOT happier!"

"Because-" Spire started but I cut her off.

"Because you have a good feeling about me! I don't care! I just want them back! My life, my home, my family... I want them all back..." Apparently my head couldn't decide on an emotion and so turned back to sadness. I started crying again, this time, though, a lot harder than before.

I faintly heard the Alpha sigh and start talking but I tuned her out until I was embraced suddenly. I looked up to see the back of Spire's head as she held me tightly. "I'm sorry, so terribly sorry but I can't deny my instincts. They would never fail me, Melody, you must get your head out of the past, out of the future, and put it in the present."

Her words felt reassuring but I didn't want to hear them, all I wanted was my old life. Not a new one. But I knew she was right, if I stayed in the past and the future than I would never see the present... I sighed and pulled away to dry my tears. "I'll never forget what you did to me."

"I don't expect you to," Spire looked sad, depressed even, at my painful words but right then I didn't care. I stood up and pushed through the other monsters, I followed the hall and slipped down the stairs. I turned and found a back door, which I opened and slipped out. It led to a large garden with beautiful flowers and a small stream stretched through the entire thing. Trees lined the patches of plants and blocked out the unforgiving sun. As I went deeper I found a small bench hidden behind several thick willow trees.

I sat there, my head spinning. I couldn't become a monster, I wouldn't... But... Sigh, why is it so complicated? I thought this decision would be easy but something tells me to think more...

A beautiful sound entered my ears as I sat there. It's beauty pulled at my consciousness until I couldn't ignore it. It was a song and I could just barely make out the words...

You don't know what it's like
To loose everything
To forget
To let your soul die
You have no clue
On who I even am

But when I sing
You turn to listen
You don't know what it's like
To be just another memory
Dying on the wind

I'm as lost as a mist in the middle of summer
I can't forgive
And it seems that I can't forget
But I can adapt
To this sappy life

I can't hold back my anger
But I can still wager
That even though I hate this
I'll still find a way to live
This dramatic life

Like I said, I can't forgive
I can't forget
But I can adapt
To this sappy
Life that I shall live

You don't know what it's like
To loose everything
To forget
To let your soul die
You have no clue
On who I even am

But right now
I don't care...

The song seemed sad and it matched what I'm going through. I sighed and leaned back, going over the lyrics in my head.

I felt so moved by those simple words that all my saddness, all my anger subsided and hid in the deepest part of me. Determination replaced the empty space, a determination to be the best. I know that I can't stop fate but I can adapt. I stood back up and began the journey back to the Pack House. When I got there I opened the door to see werewolves mingling in the livingroom, several were playing Call Of Duty Black Opps on an Xbox 360. I was able to scoot past them unnoticed and retraced my steps up to the bedroom. The door was closed and, when I opened it, I found that no one was there. Probably searching for me. I closed the door with a sigh and went to the dresser that sat on the right.

I found fitting clothes in it, which surprised me greatly. How did they know my size...? Oh, Jack most likely told them... Sigh...

I pulled out a black T-shirt and a pair of ripped skinny jeans. I put them on and pulled on my black sneakers. Then I dug out a brush and fixed up my shoulder length, raven black hair. Next I found a black jacket and slipped it on, I looked into the body mirror that was inside the dresser and was impressed with myself. My sharp green eyes surprised me when I saw them glistening with a newfound courage. I turned to escape the room only to see Shawn standing against the door. He wore a whitebeater and baggy jeans, socks and shoes too.

"How long have you been there??" I was afraid that he might have seen me changing but was relieved at his answer.

"Relax, I just got here to check if you came back. I followed your scent in here and waited just in case." He explained himself as he stood up straight and looked me over with his emotionless brown eyes. I nodded, holding back a sigh.

"Is there breakfast?"

Shawn nodded and jerked his chin toward the door. "Breakfast is there 'til noon, then we have lunch."

"What time is it?" I asked while I searched for a clock. I found one but couldn't read it without my black glasses. Wait, where were my glasses?

"Eight something," he answered and turned around to leave but I stopped him hastily.

"Wait! Do you know where my glasses are? I didn't notice I wasn't wearing them yesterday." I questioned with a hope that he knew because without my glasses I wouldn't be able to see very far; I was near-sighted.

"Jack took them and put them away somewhere in here." Shawn told me while turning back to face me. His eyes scanned the room.

"So they're in here?" I asked as I moved to look in the dresser. I glanced over to see Shawn nodding.

"Yeah," he breathed in before adding, "want help?"

"Yeah." I nodded slightly, shoving aside a bunch of hangers. I found a box but, when I opened it, I only found a silver chain necklace. It couldn't actually be silver though, knowing that werewolves can die from it. It had to be just metal painted silver. I put on the necklace nonetheless. Afterwards I continued searching but found neither my glasses nor any other interesting things. I twirled on my heel to find Shawn searching through a nightstand for them. I was about to turn away when he pulled them out. The lenses looked misty and dirty but nothing I couldn't fix.

"Found them," he said with absolutely no emotion. I took a few steps toward him to retrieve my black plastic glasses. I breathed on the lenses and wiped away the dirt with my shirt.

I looked up to see Shawn just standing there, "thanks," I smiled and put on my glasses. He returned my smile and opened the door for me, I swept past him and went downstairs. We past the werewolves in the livingroom and entered the huge dinningroom. We sat down and a woman dropped off our plates. Only several others were eating. I dug into my plate of eggs and bacon while Shawn began to eat his. I knew I was surrounded by werewolves in this house so I just shoved the food down my throat. I was done trying to pretend that I was at home. This was my home now.