Deep Secrets by Selena (ready player one ebook .TXT) 📖

the door all the way and stared in shock at what I was seeing.

The girl us laying back in the bed in her human form, staring at me. I look around in the room before I opened the door all the way. I shut the door and leaned against it. The girl looked exhausted.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You almost killed me!" I yelled.
"But I didn't. That's all that matters." she said calmly.
I smooth my hair back. "Fine! Fine! I believe you, but I don't know how I can help you."
"I already told you. By helping me get back to my wolf pack."
"And how am I suppose to do that? Do you even live near here?"
"I don't know. All I need for you to do is let me stay here for a while until I find my wolf pack."
"Fine. If you going to stay here, I have to know your name. My name is Kyle."
The girl looked away from me a little while before looking back at me.
"Melissa."
"Well Melissa, since you going to be staying here for a while, you might as well get more sleep. I'll be in the kitchen fixing you lunch."

Melissa just nodded and kept staring at me. 'Sigh' I turned around, walked out the room, and shut the door. I hope she find her wolf pack soon because I can't handle all of this. One thing is, she is creeping me out. The other reason is, there is something about her, makes me want to help her. Why this have to happen to me?
Melissa

When Kyle left the room and shut the door, I laid back. Every time I try to fall asleep, I tried to remember what happened last night, but I didn't remember anything. All I remember is that I'm suppose to marry Antonio. Dad arranged for me to marry Antonio because he is next in line to be Alpha. I didn't have no choice. Since Mom died, Dad has been very hard on me. He trained me every single day to become a great leader. He always tell me that he knows what's best for me. He thinks that I am ready for marriage. I'm only 17, but I never disagreed. I always want to make my father happy. I only met Antonio once at our wedding rehearsal. He is attractive. Every girl would want to marry him, except for me. I do not like him, but I do not have no choice. I have to marry him. When I was getting ready for the wedding last night, I was attacked. I never got to see his face. When I woke up, I was here.

Dad should be looking for me by now. He would be so mad at me if he finds out I am staying with a human. He always tell me not to trust them. So here I am, sleeping in a house of someone I barely even know. I don't know why I trust him so much. For one thing, he saved my life. If it wasn't for him, I would still be outside, dead. I know I'm putting this guy in danger by staying here. So I have to hurry and find them before they find me. I don't know why, but I feel I need to protect him. He saved my life. Now, I'm going to try not to put Kyle's life in danger.

Melissa

I woke up and sat up quickly from the bad dream I had. I look around at the room. At first, I didn't recognize where I was, until I remembered. I look at the chair near the bed and saw a t- shirt, face rag, towel, and toothbrush. I smooth my hair out my face while I got out the bed. I grabbed the stuff off the chair and open the bedroom door. Kyle was on the couch watching TV. I opened the door to the bathroom and took a nice hot shower. I also washed my hair. When I was done, I dried myself and my hair with the towel. I put on Kyle's T-shirt and left the bathroom. I didn't bother blow drying my hair. When I got into the living room, I see Kyle sleeping, with the TV still on. I dragged a chair in front of the couch and sat down, studying Kyle's features. Kyle has brown hair, that stops to his shoulders, but right now, it is pulled back into a short pony tail. From what I am seeing, he was well over six and a half feet tall and that he has firm muscles. I detected the male scent of him. Clean. It was teasing to my senses. His scent was so appealing. Ignoring his thick sable lashes that lay softly against smooth, golden flesh, his facial features were clean- cut angular. I bit my lower lip as I kept studying him. He looked like he was a little bit older than me. I got up quickly when I hear a noise, but it was Kyle's phone ringing. I took it off the counter and look to see who it was. It was Brittany. Who is Brittany? So I answered the phone.

"Hello?" I said
"Who is this? Where's Kyle?" Brittany said
"Kyle is asleep. Who are you?"
Brittany hesitated before saying "I'm his girlfriend. Who are you?"
"I'm a friend. He never told me about you?"
"He should have. Well, tell him to call me back when he wakes up."
"He can't. First, me and Kyle need to take care of something. I'll tell him that you called."
"What you mean, you need to take care of something?" She sounded pissed.
"Bye."
"Hey! Don't hang up on me! What do you guys have to take care of?! Tell Me!!" she yelled. Instead of answering, I hung up on her. I put the phone back in the counter. When I was about to sit down, Kyle's phone rang again. I check to see who it was, and it had Brittany's name. I growled and checked the draws in the kitchen. I finally found a hammer. I went to the counter and banged the hammer on the phone so hard that it finally stopped ringing. It also left some cracks on the counter. I put the hammer back in the draw and sat back down. I smiled. I was satisfied at what I done.

Kyle

When I woke up, I jumped when I see Melissa sitting in front of me staring.

"Can you stop doing that?!" I asked.
"Do what?" she said innocently.
"Staring at me. You creeping me out." All she did was shrug. I stood up. "How long have you been sitting here?"

She stood and look up at me. "Not for long. I have been waiting for 45 minutes."
"Did anyone stop by the cabin?" I asked as I was drinking some water.
"No, but your girlfriend called."
I coughed, choking on the water. "What?! Don't tell me that you answered the phone."
"Ok. I won't tell you." I checked the living room for my cell phone. When I didn't see it, I went back to Melissa.

"What did you tell her?"
"I didn't want to wake you up, so I told her that you and I need to take care of something. She seemed really pissed about it."
"Melissa!! Why you say that?!"
"Don't raise your voice at me!" she growled. I took a step back.
"Ok. Ok. Just tell me where's my phone."
"Like I said, I didn't want to wake you up. She kept calling when I hung up. So..." Melissa led me to the counter and opened the draw.

"Oh my god. What did you do to my phone?" I picked up the pieces of it.
"I smashed it with a hammer. It was getting on my nerves."
I look at her and frowned. "Then turn it off."
"Smashing it is easier. Why are you so mad?"
I pointed the pieces of my phone. "You broke my cell phone."
"Ok."

'sigh' "Never mind." I sat on the couch and leaned back. Melissa sat in front of me on the chair. I finally start to realize that she was wearing different clothes. She was wearing my t- shirt I left out for her and her long blonde hair was still wet from taking a shower. Melissa looked beautiful.

"Is she really your girlfriend?" she asked
"No. She's my ex-girlfriend."
"Why did you guys break- up?"
'sigh' "Things didn't work out between us."
"Why not?"
I look at Melissa in the eyes. There was no emotion, but it seem like she was studying me.
"We had some complications in our relationship."
"Like what?
"Why do you want to know so much?"
"I'm trying to get to know you."
I rose a eyebrow at her. "Why?"
"You hard to read. Now answer my question."
I hesitated before I said "She cheated on me with one of my friends."
"So you broke up with her."
"What other choice I had?"
"Do you still love her?"
I looked away for a few seconds before I look back at her. "Yes. Can we get off this subject now."
"Ok. "

I need to hurry and get her out. I look at Melissa's head with the bandage on it.
"Are you in pain?"
"No I'm fine."
"You mind if I check?"
Melissa hesitated before saying "No." I stood up and went to her. I gently took off the bandage. When it was off, I stared in shock. Where before there had been an ugly dark red scratch that looked on the verge of infection, I saw only smooth, flawless flesh. I walked back and said in awe, "You- the scratch- it's gone."

"Yes." I slowly approached her, lifting my hands to the bandage on her brow. I was left speechless.
"How?"
"I heal fast."
"But... but."