"Why have you been taking so long?" my mom asked as I went inside."I'm sorry," I apologized in a soft tone."Are you alright?" she asked worried.I nodded and went straight to my bathroom. As I closed the bathroom door behind me, I burst out into tears. Turner knew the horrible mistake I have done years ago that has been haunting me. It was not good. How could I continue to live knowing he now knows my secret?I sat on the floor sadly."Red," I heard my mom at the door.My head turned to the door."I know you're quite down about the partner selection today," I heard her."I wish I could save you from it but sadly there's nothing I can do," she said sadly.I wiped away my tears."It's okay mom, I'll be fine," I retorted."Okay, please don't let us be late," she went away.I washed my face and got out the bathroom not having the energy or in any mood to take a bath, my body was drained and weak by Turner's encounter. When I entered my room, my red dress was laying there for me. I looke
"Turner," my mom said in a frightening tone at his appearance.Turner was painted with blood."Morning Ms. Gwen," Turner said in a low voice as he grabbed my hand and began to pull me from the house."No, Turner," I wanted him to stop."Turner," my mom chased after him and stopped him.His head turned to my mom steadily, disturbingly, not wanting to be bothered.He gave me an uncomfortable feeling in my gut instantly.I leered at Turner as he silently looked at my mom for why she had stopped him, his hand never left me as he did. Turner was starting to scare me, he looked possessed."Turner, I know you're anxious to take her home, but you can't take her home without her belongings," my mom tried to have a conversation with him, seeing he was not in a talkative nor a friendly mood. He only needed what he came for and that was me.His hand finally left mine.I soothed my wrist releasing the ache from his grasp."Let her pack now, I'll be waiting on her," his weary voice commanded.My mo
I was awoken by a tight grip around my draw line and a hard shake.“It’s not time to die, Little Red,” Turner's lips greeted me with a smile.He shoved me against the wall of his bedroom and sat on the edge of his bed.I huddled against the wall, scared of him.“You have no idea how it hurts to pretend as if I liked you and to be shamed and ridiculed by you repeatedly. When I just want to hurt you,” he complained.“Now, how does it feel that I never did and that it was all a part of my plan in waiting for the right time to get you to be mine?” asked Turner.I looked at him as a deranged man. He was indeed by his loud crazy laughter.“Tell me how it feels, little red,” he slowly approached me.I pushed myself across the room with every step he took closer to me.I screamed and my head turned away as he held my long red hair. I heard him sniffing my hair, like fresh air, inhaling every scent.“I’ve always admired your hair as much as I can’t stand you,” I heard Turner at my side.I scre
After Bazaar had left, I've come to realize that the blood-eyed werewolf wasn't saving me, it was only taking its revenge on Turner. As much as I loathed Turner for hurting me. It was sad he had to go down like that. He sowed what he reaped so I guess it was bound to happen."Are you sure you're not hungry, I don't want you to sleep on an empty stomach," my mom entered my room?"I am," I told her."Okay, do you want me to sleep beside you in case you become scared?""I'll be fine mom," I assured her.My mom kissed me and went to her room.I lay in bed and looked through a tiny hole in my ceiling at the sky. I was able to see a single star. It felt good to be back home and to no longer be blackmailed by Turner, but deep down I wished he wasn't so evil. The kiss he gave me, I'm ashamed to say that we could have lived as a close couple.I curled up on my sheet as my mind recollected seeing the blood eyes wolf in his human form, only a shadow of him. He was very tall, taller than Turner.
How could it be? how could he still be alive? I remembered seeing his lifeless body lying on the floor of his living room, covered in blood. He's supposed to be dead.Turner was attired in a white linen shirt with short sleeves accompanied by long khaki pants. His blonde shaggy hair rested stylishly on his face. He looked as if he had never been attacked by a werewolf. I examined his body searching for any bruised or marks I could somehow see. I saw none.Turner made his way to the front of the crowd. He was immediately surrounded by a group of werewolf protectors and hunters with arrows aimed at him.I moved my hand from Bazaar petrified."I'm not a werewolf," said Turner as a single hand reached into his pocket."Move again and you'll be killed," warned one of the protectors."Be calm, I'm just searching for wolfbanes to show you I'm not one of those disgusting creatures," said Turner."Shut up," the protector again warned him."Let him show us," Bazaar walked to the end of the stag
My back rested on the back of the trees and I pulled myself down to sit. I felt weak at the news. I had to save my mom. I needed to. It was me Turner wanted, not her. Poor my mom, she must be so scared, I worried.I waited for the hunter and the protector who was still inside my house searching for any clues that could lead them to Turner. I turned around and stood once I heard them leaving the house. I listened attentively for any clue that could help me find Turner, they said nothing going their way."The leader partner has run away," I saw the guard Bazaar had left to watch over me, approached the three worried. I covered my mouth not wanting to reveal my hiding spot."For how long?" asked the protector."I'm not sure, she was in the bathroom and when I got tired of waiting I went to unlock the door to check on her but she was not in the bathroom," retorted the guard."You, stay here," the hunter ordered one of the protectors. "She might be on her way here searching for her mom or
I screamed feeling the heat of the fire ready to burn me alive. Suddenly a loud crashing sound made Bazaar immediately move the torch away from me. He looked around searching for where the sound came from."A werewolf!" one shouted within the crowd.Soon the crowd of people began running and screaming for their lives."Guards find that werewolf and kill him!" Bazaar shouted angrily."It's you who called the werewolf didn't you, werewolf witch?" Bazaar said angrily at me as he held the torch to my face."No, it wasn't me" I cried scared as I turn my face aside trying to get away from the hot heat."It will be too late to save you, for you will be ashes," said Bazaar as he threw the flaming torch to my feet.I screamed as I watched it make its way to the woods covered in gasoline. A huge fire appears to burn my flesh. Suddenly and strangely I found myself away from the fire. How was I freed from the fire? I looked at my hand seeing the ropes were gone, and on my dress, I was freed witho
Alpha Deucalion and I was surrounded by a crowd of werewolves, men, woman, and children, within their human forms. Their eyes leered at me shocked by my presence. I felt tense by there none stop gazing. I wanted to hide within Alpha Deucalion's fur but I was scared he would command me to reveal myself to his kind again."Brother, how dare you to carry a human to our secret place," the dark-haired and blue-eyed female again spoke, who was still standing before us.I discovered she was Alpha Deucalion's sister.Alpha Deucalion growled at her, causing me to become even more frightened."How dare you question me?" he spoke to her."Brother, it's not safe for our pups and the non-fighters to be involved with a human, what if she tells her kind our hiding spot? things will not turn out so great for us, since they've found another weakness of us," complained his sister."I won't," I answered, instead of allowing her brother, Alpha Deucalion to speak.She gave me an angry look and growled at