Chapter 5

Roseanne's p.o.v

I thought we were going somewhere far away, away from this mess but to my amuse Harold took me to the backyard garden. Even though it was already dawn, flowers were nearly twinkling and shining like stars. It was kind of place where you'd find your lost soul and thoughts.

"Let's go." Harold broke my trance.

"But where? Towards the jungle?" I was still amused apart from the mess.

"No, in there." Harold said pointing towards the flower tree.

Harold opened the door and took my hand. "A flower house."

We went inside and here we are, in his hideout. Our hideout for the day.

Harold never failed to astonish me. A small house surrounded flowers?

"I know that you have so much going on in that little head of yours but trust me, eh?"

"Um hmm. I do." I smiled faintly.

"I still don't think I am the right one to tell you about everything but you see we don't have any choice." Harold said breaking the silence.

"Let's get started then."

We made ourselves comfortable on the couch. And there it goes, my life story.

"We are not humans but werewolves. You including. But I still can't figure out why your wolf can't connect mine. By connect I mean a soul mate type of thing. In werewolves there's this thing called mate. So you and I are mate, which means- " I cut him off in the middle.

"Sorry to interrupt you but I know what mate means. So yeah?"

"There there, hold on. How?"

"It's a long story. We can talk about us later if you don't mind? For now I want to know everything about my family." I said with pleading eyes.

"Your mom and dad are Luna and Alpha of Litha Moon Pack. Since you know about mate thing, you probably know what Alpha Luna means." I nodded.

"I didn't know Luna Mary and Alpha Jeorge's daughter was alive. We were told that you died when you were young, maybe when you were months old. No one except your family knows why your life was kept secret from everything. I don't know the reason." Harold sighed.

"So basically I was dead for you all over the years?"

"Yes."

"Go on."

"You might not know this but your friends, Charlotte and Owen Allen aren't humans either." I could tell he didn't like Owen.

"Are they werewolves as well?"

"Charlotte's witch. Owen Allen's werewolf." He didn't like calling Owen. I could tell there was history between them.

"I guess I'm not surprised at all but this kind of blows me off. The people who I spent most of the time with weren't real with me about their identity. I can understand why but it's all about trust and honesty at the end." I never really speak my words out but today's been a long day. I don't think everything Harold told me is even half of the story.

"I belong to Lycan Blood Pack. My mum and dad are Luna and Alpha. I have an elder sister who's married. I am their second child and after me's Ida, the one you helped at the hospital. She is the youngest. We thought she was dead but we only learned that she was alive and pregnant a month ago." I could feel the concern in his eyes.

"You mum's friend with whom you've been living is a witch as well. Margot Steve. She left her circle 18 years ago. She is an extremely powerful witch."

I remained silenced figuring out what Harold said. He began after some time.

"My grandfather married a witch, my grandmother. His mate cheated on him so later he fell in love with my grandmother."

"Is she alive? Your grandmother?"

"She is. She's gone to London. She'll probably be back within a week." I had no words forming within me.

"What about those flowers? Why were they dazzling?" I kept the conversation going.

"They are flowers under spell. Even if someone's around us, they won't be able to trace our scents. The Witches won't be able to get here."

"By spell you mean it's done by your grandmother?" I asked curiously.

"Yes. She made this hideout for our safety." I nodded. "Whenever we are under attack we hide here. I mean not me but our pack. Children mothers, workers and all of'em. My parents, soldiers and me, we fight. This place is not limited to this tree house, there are underground rooms and tunnels as well for the safety. We have everything there including food, water, emergency kit and so on."

"I really like reading, especially about supernatural creatures and their history. I have been reading about them ever since I was like 12 or something. So I pretty much know everything about werewolves, vampires and witches." I continued. "When I met you at the forest, I actually saw something, like wolf so I went on and followed it. I was really loud when I talked to you, I had no idea that you were a werewolf. I know they are sensitive to high pitch. I'm sorry." I apologised because I knew I was at fault.

"It's fine actually. It wasn't your fault. I was there to look for you. When I saw you at the parking lot, I knew you were my mate. I thought you were a normal human so I didn't want to scare you but you were friends with Charlotte and Owen Allen, I thought you were trying to hide your identity to live a normal life because many werewolves tend to do so."

"So you were there to-"

"Yes, it becomes hard for us to stay away from our mate when we find them. I had to know why you didn't feel the same, I mean your wolf.....I'm sorry."

"No, it's fine. So why do you think you couldn't reach my wolf?"

"We can't really tell why. Some werewolves never really turn but I don't think that's the case. Mary said you were cursed so it may be because of the curse. If it's because of the curse, granny can help us find the way. You have to believe in yourself and have faith." Harold said, there was assurance in his words, telling me he will solve everything and help me out. There was something in his eyes telling me to believe him more than myself. Furthermore, I think I already believe him more than myself.

"I am sorry for interrupted you then. I was desperate to hear everything, I didn't give you chance to finish. I feel bad. I am sorry."

"I won't ever be able to know about your feelings. Not being able to know about your identity and staying away from your family ever since birth, not everyone can take this situation positively. You are strong Roseanne, you really are and I admire you for this."

"Thank you so much for being by my side. I want everything to come on place so that I can focus on us. I don't want to rush anything."

"I can understand. Take your time."

Harold's someone I didn't knew I needed. I am grateful that I got him as my mate. My mate.

"It's already late. You should rest. I'll wake you up when they mindlink me."

I nodded and laid down on the small bed smelling the flowers. Their aroma was enchanting and their scents were better than any smell.

Above me was a spelled dazzling flowers which were no less than the night sky but inside me was a blackhole feeding my thoughts. Everything that I had read on stories were real, happening in my life.

I always wanted to be one of the supernaturals. It was fascinating but facing it become real is a whole new different thing. My identity, my parents, my friends everybody's been lying to me the whole time. They really made fool out of me. They probably thought it was for the best to hide everything from me but keeping me away and faking my death? They probably even threw funeral and death anniversary for me when I was alive living with Margot.

Facing the fact that I couldn't turn into my wolf form must have been hard for them but they could've atleast told me. They decided everything for me. They never thought about giving me a chance, what I want to do with my life. My fate was probably decided by my parents before I was born.

They better have strong reasons. They probably have. I need to listen to what they have to say and prepare myself for the consequences.

Without even realising I dozed off. When I opened my eyes it was already 8 in the morning.

It already feels like months have passed when it's just some days.

"Slept well?" Harold said looking at me.

"Fortunately yes." I said smiling at him.

"Everything's been sorted inside. Let's go."

~

We decided to shower, have breakfast and then talk about everything else.

The breakfast table was extremely silent which I guess we all needed. Everybody looked pale.

"Umm so who attacked yesterday?" Everyone stared at me like I was the one who attacked.

"They were witches dear." Marilyn said looking sad.

"But I thought this was like safest place ever." I was playing with my food because I had no appetite at all.

"It is. But can anyone stop war?" Harold said trying to glitter my mood.

I just smiled at him. "But why did they attack us? I think its me they are after." I said looking towards my mom and dad. Mom was sad but dad somehow looked lost.

"Hey dad, are you fine? You look lost."

"Oh nothing sweetie. I was just thinking. Let's eat." Dad said bothered. Somethings not right.

After breakfast we headed towards study room. By we I mean Harold and his parents, me and my parents.

"Hold yourself together Roseanne." Mom said faintly.

"I had it together for all these years mom. Nothing seems to surprise me anymore." I said emotionless.

"You were cursed even before you were born." Mom said with tearful eyes.

Did I hear it right?

Writer's note.

Phewwwwww.

Everything's messed up right?

Everything will make sense on next chapter. And and Harold and Roseanne's content coming soon.

Also help me with the nickname will you guys?

Haseanne? I can't think of anything.

Love, spicy cupcakes.