I mentally cringed as the leaves crunched under my weight. After all, it's not very stealth like, but it was nothing compared to the sound of my erratic heartbeat.
You would think I was used to this; used to the running, the hiding, to the adrenaline pulsating through my veins but I can assure you that it's not as glorious as its made out to be and quite frankly I'm not sure if its even worth it. Depressing, right? To live a life you never wanted but were born into?
Before I could wallow in any more self pity, several growls erupted from all around me, shadows were looming and fixing on their target. It wouldn't be so bad if the target wasn't me. Nevertheless, I crouched into what I hoped to be an intimidating stance, growled, and clutched the book tighter to my body, trying to meld it into my frame.
The alpha, I'm presuming based on his stature, shifted back into his human form and took a menacing step forward but before he could reach me, another pack came in from my other side and to say they were livid would be an understatement. The tension was thick, almost suffocating, and I didn't know whether to be relieved or terrified by the unannounced arrival of yet another pack.
And I chose this intense moment to mutter: I swear to god if I get eaten... (Which ended in a stream of words I'm not entirely fond of). It seemed amusing to everyone but me because... Well... I have something against being consumed by... Anything.
The two alphas seemed to be at a standoff. Meanwhile, I started inching tediously, step by step, away. I opened the book, searching for something to help against werewolves, but apparently witches weren't all that threatened by them seeing as how there was nothing that could help. I stifled my groan of frustration and closed the book. Running would be useless against two packs of werewolves unless I could draw a substantial amount of energy to me. I focused on that, tensing when they looked my way. It's a good thing they don't really know my limits or lack of when it comes to my abilities.
Once I started drawing energy towards me, everyone's heads snapped in my direction, probably sensing the shift in the air. I could feel the beads of sweat forming on my head; it was like a battle of tug and war. The new alpha walked in my direction. He had dark brown hair, green eyes, tan skin, and an impressive build.
Once he reached me, he said, "what are you doing?"
I held my hand to my heart, feigning innocence, "me? What could I possibly be doing?"
The other alpha growled and walked up to me too, he was the one who had first started chasing me. He, unlike the other guy, seemed like he wanted to kill me. "Whatever you're doing, knock it off before I hurt you. Your boyfriend can't protect you forever!"
"Nicholas," growled the nice guy, "back up before I make you."
"Oh and how do you plan on doing that, Kaden? My pack is here too and you may be stronger and can kill me, but the real question is: will you be able to stop us all before one of us kills your precious mate?"
At this point, Kaden was shaking with anger and standing in front of me protectively. This whole situation was confusing the hell out of me, but I wasn't going to deny protection from such a hot guy. As I glanced around, I noticed there were pack members inching their way closer, probably getting ready to kill me, which reminded me of my plan.
I didn't know why, but I was having a hard time controlling the energy. I guess it's Plan B until I acquire more energy. Biting my lip I say, "umm guys? As fun as this is and all I have to go." They both gave me incredulous stares, "you know places to go, people to see, things to do? That sort of stuff, so I'm just gonna head this way [Pointing backwards with my thumb] and you guys can you know, do your thing," I chuckled nervously.
Before I could even take one step away from this disaster, growls erupted from all around me and Kaden had pulled me tightly against him.
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Emaline's Secret
Teen FictionI mentally cringed as the leaves crunched under my weight. After all, it's not very stealth like, but it was nothing compared to the sound of my erratic heart beat. You would think I was used to this; used to the running, the hiding, to the adrenali...