“I see.. so you prefer no one will know about us so you could live silently happily ever after. Sure. Whatever” he shrugged, pretending not to care. “Lucas! Come on, don’t be like that, please. You know that’s not what I meant.. it’s just… complicated. If my dad will ever find out you’re a werewolf- you’re doomed!” I tried to explain. “That’s the difference! I don’t care! As long as I get to spend time with you, I don’t care at all. He can shoot me to death if he’d like to. Besides, he will never find out” he reasoned. “You don’t know my father. When it comes to hunting- he’s like a [dog hunter]. He would sense something is wrong, and I don’t wanna risk it. I prefer for you to be safe.” I looked at him deep in the eyes, trying to convince him. “I guess I should just leave, if that’s so.” He turned around, and I could barely see his expression on his face. I had no idea what he was thinking. And it scared me. I realized then, that I never want to lose him. Ever. “Lucas!” I called. “Please try to understand. I’m doing it because I’m scared for you. I worry about you… I… I never met anyone like you before!” my voice cracked a bit. He didn’t even turn to look at me. “You should be grateful for that. All I am is just a curse. No one likes curses. I would never want to turn you into a curse too, marry.” And with these words, he left.