“Thank the moon spirit. You will be alright,” Bellatrix said. She felt like she could weep from relief. Eric was just staring at her, his mouth open wide.
“What was that?” he finally whispered. “What are you-.”
“It’s fine. Just forget about it,” Bellatrix said, wondering how she will explain this. “It’s not important.”
“Not important?” Eric whispered, looking dazed. “You- turned into a wolf. It’s not important?”
Bellatrix opened her mouth to reply but didn’t get much of a chance. For a second later, Eric fainted.
∞∞∞
Bellatrix slowly wrapped a bandage around Eric’s arm. She had done the best she could with the limited resources she had. He groaned slowly, and his eyes opened. He looked at her, and Bellatrix gave him a soft smile.
“How are you feeling?” she whispered.
“Hurts.” He groaned. “You can’t convince me that what I saw was a hallucination. Or something I saw because I was injured. I know what I saw."
Bellatrix sighed; she really was hoping to convince him that it had been a pain induced hallucination.
“I am a werewolf,” she said, after a moment’s silence. “I couldn’t tell you about it- because well, the humans aren’t supposed to know.”
“What the fuck,” Eric said. “A werewolf? Really? Is this a prank?”
Bellatrix sighed. “Not really, no. It’s real.”
Eric didn’t reply. He continued to lie there, staring up at the ceiling. He was clearly in shock.
“What was that thing?” Eric finally asked, trying to sit up. Bellatrix helped him up and said, “It’s what we call a Teil wolf. It’s not a natural wolf.”
“Not a natural wolf? What does that mean?” Eric asked, frowning.
“It means that it wasn’t born. It’s created by the forceful conversion of a human into a werewolf,” she explained. “I have never seen one, only heard of them. I can’t believe someone was evil enough to make it.”
Eric stared at the ceiling once again. Bellatrix knew that he was trying to accept what was happening. He was taking this much better than she expected.
“Antoine,” he whispered after over five minutes of silence.
“What?” Bellatrix asked, wondering what Antoine had to do with it.
“He isn’t who he pretends to be,” Eric said. “I have proof. I looked up that drunk driver story of his. I couldn’t find a single record that remotely matched the one he described. Then I got a PI- guess what he found? Antoine doesn’t exist. There is no record of him-.”
“You have been spying on him?” Bellatrix whispered, cutting him off. She couldn’t believe it. She had trusted Eric, but he had been spying and investigating Antoine?
“Bellatrix,” Eric said. “I am so sorry. But that man is lying to you.”
“How could you?” she whispered. “I trusted you. I thought you were my friend. My best friend. But here you were, spying on the man I was with. Collecting information to break us up.”
“Bella,” he said. “You are not listening to reason.”
“I know,” she replied, in a calm voice. “I know you have proof. I know you have evidence. I trusted you. I thought you had my best interest at heart. And to think I was going to break up with him. For you. Because he didn’t give me the happiness you did.”
“Bella,” Eric tried to say, but she cut him off.
“You don’t know shit about what Antoine has been through. He is not like that,” she shouted. “He is not like that! I can make my own decisions! You have no right to try and control my life like this!”
Then she ran out the door, leaving Eric alone.
Chapter 10
