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You are my fire
The one desire
Believe when I say
I want it that way

But we are two worlds apart
Can't reach to your heart
When you say
That I want it that way

I want it that way, Backstreet boys.

Chapter 10: Time to tell the truth

KIM"S POV:

Dinner with my family and Jared was quite ... well I dunno how to put it but noone- that is my dad- went for Jared's jugular. That's a good sign right?

Dad kept throwing questions at Jared. Mom tried to make a neutral conversation and include Jared. As for Kevin, he became no.1 fan of Jared as soon as he learned Jared works at a garage of his uncle's during summers and wants to be a Mechanical engineering in future. Kevin was a die-hard fan of cars and motors. I know this because every weekend me and Kevin would fight over watching chick flick and car racing stuff they show on TV.

I suspected Jared had been preparing for this confrontation with my dad for a long time. His rehearsed answers told me so.

If he was nervous, he was excellent in hiding it and came out as a really cool person.

Whereas I ,on the other hand, didn't even try to hide what nervous wreck I was as I know it was impossible with my heart-rate skyrocketing and shallow breathes.

And every time I was becoming nervous at a particular question of my dad, Jared would squeeze my hand under the table, which did nothing to calm down my nerves. If anything my heartbeat accelerated even more at every blinding smile and hand squeezing Jared gave me. But it's the thought that matters. Well that and I wouldn't pass an opportunity to hold Jared's hand or see his 1000 watts smile, so I didn't mind that his gestures weren't helpful.

Meanwhile my dad was getting upset and deeply thoughtful of his ways of interrogation by the minute as he couldn't find one good fault worthy of accusing in Jared. He was extra careful in deciding whats best for me, I get it. Well, someone tell that to my nerves, please.

After dinner, mom told every one to move to the living room and watch some TV while she prepared the dessert. I volunteered to help. Cooking was never my thing - though I had better make an effort to learn to cook, since Jared loves eating, with a passion. One could say he was fierce eater, to put it nicer. Or a trash can when it comes to eating, to be frank - but anything to get away from the tensed atmosphere that you could even cut a knife through. And I also wanted to leave the boys alone to their bonding time.

Who knows I might change Jared's interest of food with my cooking. I think I got my cooking skills from my paternal side. If our kitchen had a heart, it would have had a seizure every time my grandma walked into it, in an attempt to cook . Whenever she got into I-wanna-cook-something-for-my-grandchildren mood, Kevin and I would run like hell away from the house.

But dessert isn't something that required great cooking skills but anyway I let my mom do all the work and I took an apple from the basket on the dining table and started chewing on it, since I ate only little, thanks to my trepidation.

What me and my mom saw as we walked into the living room left us both awestruck.

Three boys - well it's one man, one almost man and a boy to be precise- were cheering for some team playing football.

I was so shocked, even my mouth was hanging open and I'm sure my mom had the same reaction at first but she recovered real fast from her shock. Me - not so much.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Sports?

All it took was sports?

All along I have been pulling myself through worry and anxiety but all it took was some fucking sports channel to put my life straight.

Great! Just great.

I am glad they got along but seriously? If I had known this before I would have tied my father to a chair and made him watch sports with Jared weeks ago.

Jared's POV:

Here's the thing about being wolf.

You become all muscles and well built after you first phase that you could pass for Arnold Schwarzenegger's nephew and the whole female population in school wants to date you but you cannot date them unless the female was your imprint. Which was fine by me.

And you became so popular in the school since you shoot up and have tremendous growth spurt but can't became friends with anyone other than your pack mates. Which was also fine by me.

You get super strength but unfortunately you can't use it against human in your favor, so all sports were absolute no-no to us.

You have super hearing but there's your alpha order stopping from hearing other people's conversation at school unless it's absolute necessary, since he doesn't want us to be nosy.

You get to realize your soul mate with one look but she wouldn't know who the fuck you are even if you are tap dancing in front of her bearing a batch 'soul mate'.

When we phase to wolves not just our human form but our personal space goes 'poof' too and one's thoughts is out in the open for the entire pack to see. So all this time when I drove the pack crazy with my thoughts-about a dinner with a certain Conwellers was worth it. At the end, the whole pack was prepared enough to meet Kim's dad because of me.

Because dinner with Kim's dad couldn't have gone any smoother.

Although on the inside I felt like I was standing on moving tectonic plates, on the outside I wore a calm facade. And it worked too, thanks to my experience as basketball player for the past three years. Yeah, one think about these field sports is that you NEVER let your opponent see through your fear. Who would have known that shit would come handy? Not me.

All the nervousness evaporated as soon as I saw Kim standing in her porch in all her beauty wearing a white skirt and waist length pale pink button up shirt.

But it came rushing back after I sensed that Kim got her first suspicion of me not being a normal teen who had had a chance growth spurt.

So far it's only been Sam who have an imprint and he sure as hell been a huge help to me so far.

Hiding your secrets from your imprint- soul mate is the most difficult thing to do.

But hiding it also meant, you get to spend your last minutes of having a normal relationship with her.

So that's why I fought the burning urge to tell her about my secrets right there at her doorstep.

When the truth comes out she'd either run from you or give you a life full of bliss.

While former scared the shit out of me the latter was enticing and appealing. I want that. I want what Sam and Emily have with my Kim. Probably minus the drama that they had to put up with- I'd get to that later.

And I made a promise after kissing her goodbye later that night, that I'd tell Kim about the shape-shifter craziness the next day itself.

She's my soul mate. True love forever and ever. She had a right to know and a choice to make. The more I delayed, the more she'd feel betrayed for keeping her out of the loop. Sam told me so from his experience.

Sam's disclosure of the secrets to his imprint was a disaster. Big time at that too. Sam phased in front of her and she was too close. And every wolf's nightmare came true. He hurt and scarred his imprint for life.

They had the happy ending too.

But at what cost? Ha... the logical voice inside me finally showed up. It has been long absent ever since I phased. Actually I had suppressed it because none of things that happened then - around the time I phased -never made any logical sense and this logical reasoning and consequent dead-end reasons gave me head ache.

Like usual the voice was right. Sam felt incredible guilt after his imprinting fiasco, thankfully he masks it during patrol, so others don't have to bear it. And Emily was scarred for life and lost her best friend slash cousin.

Like usual I avoided the voice. Although by keeping my life a secret from Kim, I am capable of evading the possible hurt - both physical and emotional- that I could possibly impose on Kim, I have to give her, her choices. I couldn't and shouldn't make choices for us both. I should be able to make it with me.

Insanity in my life knew no boundary and extended in every direction. Werewolves, vampires, imprinting, treaties. You name it.

Although I am ecstatic that I found Kim, innocent, caring, warm, loving and trust worthy Kim, a little part of me was angry with myself and in turn with the spirits for bringing her into this mess.

But know Kim would be strong enough to handle it. She can handle anything.

The fact that her boyfriend was a shapeshifter, a protector- yes.

An innocent dinner with her family and boyfriend - no. Damn you invisible logical voice. You think you are funny, take this. I think she was so nervous because she so badly wants her family to get along with me and I felt like a million bucks that she would care that much about me to want that. She showed me how important I am to her.

And now it's my turn to return the favor. I'd tell her my deep little secrets.

Tomorrow. If anything goes wrong I could always make her fall in love with me the normal way. I mean come on. I'm irresistible.

And if that goes wrong there's always plan B. Abduct Kim, Move to Canada and change my last name. Hey... I always wanted to say that.

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