Chapter Seventeen (Part 1)

"HE'S dead! Oh my

gosh! He's dead! I killed him!" Ava wailed, dropping the shattered bottle

onto the floor and sobbing into Mason's shirt.

Everybody was silent. The music had stopped long

ago all that was left was the heavy breathing of an unconscious wolf and Ava's

cries. She didn't know what was happening. Her best friend turned into a

werewolf and murdered another one right in front of her eyes.

She was also kind of flustered over the fact he

called her his.

"Ava, relax. You didn't kill him. He's just

passed out from the bottle you hit him with." Connor reassured her.

She then realised that the guys didn't seem as

surprised as she was. In fact, they just seemed worried but not for the same

reason she was. Ava gasped as the sudden thought struck her. "You guys

know about this too! You're werewolves!"

Ryan scratched the back of his neck and chuckled

nervously. "I'm really hoping you don't remember this in the

morning." He muttered.

The fact that nobody denied her allegation and

looke