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The global werewolf (Lycanthropes) population is making a comeback after a long period of decline. It's estimated there are approximately 5,000 remaining in America alone; some living in packs; and others have gone rogue, preferring to live apart from the pack. In the 1690s, the Lycans fought to survive their eradication during the Salem Witch Hunt. Bombarded with propaganda; the people came to fear those who could transform into the beast; to believe they were cursed by a dangerous cult of witches and warlocks. This fear grew into mass hysteria. To protect their families from their perceived enemy, the people organized into mobs, hunting down the Lycans, Werewolves, and anyone else they believed to bear the curse of the witch. They burned them; alive at the stake; their screams of terror traveling the wind for miles. This time of great fear and the slaughter of the weird and different, forever devastated the families of those who survived.
Unknown POV Grasping for air with every step, I feel the stabbing pain of my lower abdomen, and the throbbing in my legs; begging me to stop sprinting through the thick foliage of this mucky forest. I begin to lose momentum. The brandy begins to slow as the whiskey takes the lead. She's bleeding, I notice as she passes. The thorns have slashed fine threads of red from the bottom of her heels to the top of her legs and put holes into the threads of her green hipster panties. Turning my head for a quick glance behind me, my stomach jumps into my throat; terrified of what I’ll see. "it's gone!" I mutter in a scratchy voice. All I can see is the tall rows of trees and the winding river to the left fading in the distance. Here's my chance! "Hold on...Stop!", I yell as I reach my hand out to grab the cold pale shoulder of my fire freckled doppelganger. We slow to a stop and take a seat near a
Lilith’s POV “Lilith! "What the hell happened to my breakfast?" My uncle ranted from downstairs. I groggily get out of bed as I hear him stomping up the stairs. As I rush to the door to check that it is locked, I trip over my bag and crash into the door with my side. I clench my teeth as I check the lock and sigh. It hasn't been unlocked since I went to sleep. Heavy footsteps come to a halt at my door, followed by a constant bashing of fists against it. "You little shit! You don't lock the doors in my fucking home! You'd better get your ass downstairs and start cooking before I tear your door down!" He's shrieking now, which sends shivers up my spine. "Uncle Tim, I'm getting ready for school and will be down in a jiffy," I respond. My ears perk up at the sound of him stomping back down the staircase. With a sigh of relief, I drop to the floor and rub my side. "That's going to leave a b
Susi spins on her heels, waving for me to follow. “Mr.Wilimuris our English teacher.I’veheardpretty goodthings about him. Not too strict with giving out homework and he tries to keep the class entertained.” Shestated. We reach the classroom and pick our seats next to the window. Susi chooses the seat in front of me. Sitting down, she spins around and rests her chin in her hand, propped up by her elbow on the desk. Staring into my eyes, studying me, she asks my story and I tell her without hesitation. Something about her just makes me feel safe and comfortable. I want to spill my deepest dark secrets to her. Strange. She piped in, “I’m so sorry your parents died. That must’ve been awful to deal with.” Putting her hand on my shoulder, she gave it a rub, trying to soothe me from releasing the tears I was trying ha
Lilith’s POV On the way to our second class, math, Susi was even more energetic. While Icouldn’tunderstand it, so was I. Once we entered our class, the same two seats as thepreviousclass were available. Does no one enjoy window seats? We practically skipped to our seats and plopped our butts down. While getting situated with my folders, a shiver went down my spine, and I felt the need to peek at the door. Suddenly, all my newfound energy dissipated as Connor walked in with some girl hanging on his arm. Annoyance pricked at me, irritated that itwasn’tme on his arm. Why? Ididn’teven talk to thedude. Connor picked the seat behind me instead of the one next to me, this time without stopping to look at me. I did my best to ignore them both when th
Lilith’s POV After Mr. Patel, our math teacher, finished his first-day introductions and what to expect from the class, he started the painstaking introduction of each student. One by one, he called out a random student’s name and they would stand up and deliver a presentation about themselves. I was truly hoping to skip having to do this today, but clearly, luck is not on my side. Thankfully, he was going by alphabetical order of everyone’s last names, which meant I would be close to the end. To add to my relief, the sexy Connor would present himself before me. “Ms. Reigh, would you be so kind to stand and introduce yourself?” Mr. Patel asked, glancing around the room. A red-headed girl stood. She was nervous and started fidgeting with the helm of her pink T-shirt. “Hi, I--- I’m Opal Reigh. I just moved here from North Carolina. I
Time for a distraction. “Hi, Opal!” I greeted her with a welcoming smile on my face. Startled that I started up a conversation with her, “Oh, oh, hi… Lili with an I right?” Shushing Susi’s giggles, I confirmed her question, “Yepp, that’s me! Nice to meet you!” attempting to respond bubblier, like theSuMonster beside me who seemed to burn to get her chance to speak with the strange guy sitting with us. Opal nodded her head and smiled with her palm facing upwards towards the new guy. “This is Simon, my twin brother.” Susi’s and my mouths dropped. This Simon was gorgeous. He was on the same scale of sexiness as Connor. The resemblance to Opal was extremely obvious now. Both had vivid, dark red hair and freckles splashed on their faces. Theycould’vebeen a pair of models. Light brown eyes with speckles of gree
Lilith's POV I didn't need any more distractions. Connor had me frustrated enough to just want to ignore this sexy man sitting in front of me. He wouldn't remove his eyes from my face, causing me to feel a small ounce of insecurity. To make matters worse, he was insistent on me giving him my undivided attention. Clearing his throat to get my attention yet again, I gave him a sideways peek. He smirked with his lips slightly pulled back from his teeth. His tongue flickered across his lips like he was staring at something delectable. He continued to play with me. I couldn't concentrate on the lecture. Not even Connor. Perturbed with him, I crossed my arms and relaxed back in my seat, accidentally kicking the pole of the table. I watched as my pen rolled off onto the floor and made its way under the table. Rolling my eyes, frustrated that I must hop off my stool to grab my pen, he stops me. "It's alright, I got you." He said, win