The Hunter Wolf

The Boy With Blue Eyes

Ah my neck! ... Oh boy I have other things on my hands.

This boy I don't know his name is probably out to kill me or to rescue me for whatever reason.

Right now I'm on the woods ground. With my head pounding and my neck sore.

I look around and see nobody in sight.Well at least not right now.

There's a campfire and some bags stuffed with equipment.

I try to get up but can't. I am locked up to a tree. How fantastic.

I kicked around a little bit to see if there is anything useful to get out of these chains.

''Hold your horses Missy." I looked over and it was the boy carry a bunch of longs and an animal (dead)on his back.

He stirred the fire and came over to me. He took off the chains and the first chance I got I ran.

He put his arm out and stopped me. "Not so fast. We have to talk."

I sat back and closed my mouth and I motioned that I zipped it.

"Ok first of all I saved your life. So you owe me one. Second if you run I will have to shoot you."

I nodded and unzipped my lips. "Well fine but I need to get out of here. I have loose ends that need to be tied."

"Well sorry about your luck Missy or shall I call you Mash. You're sure a feisty one. Also Mash just seems to fit you."

I cocked my head and realised " You think I'm a werewolf. Hell No! Why? "

He raised his eyebrows. "No of course not, I'm not a whack job.

I nodded my head emphasising he is one.

He chuckled like a deep roar. I smiled and thought for a question to ask. One popped in my mind I didn't ask first of all.

"What's your name. I should at least know the name of the boy who saved my life." I shrugged

He looked straight at me in the eyes. "Well Mash my name is Stefan....Stefan Landons.