The girl who cried wolf

Chapter 22

Charlotte looked at Ivan in the eyes, before walking straight past him out the back exit of the gym. He watched her go, finding Alex's stare and nodding. 

Alex moved to follow him, when he sensed something strange. He sensed a she-wolf's presence. He searched around the room for the source. That was when he saw her. 

"How?" He whispered, she turned, it was Clara's face, it was Clara's body. But her eyes were something other, something unnatural. Something wild. 

"It doesn't matter, lovely boy. I'm here now." She replied, not even shouting over the sounds of Sia and David Guetta, but he heard Clara like she was whispering in his ear.

"Clara?" Alex asked, moving towards her, she growled.

"Clara? How dare you! I'm not a simple beta," She bared her teeth, before reaching out and running her hand through his hair, pulling herself closer. "Don't you recognize your female leader?" She whispered in his ear, creating shivers down his spine.

She pulled away, he was enchanted by her, he stared into her deadly eyes,

"I'll follow you to the ends of the earth." He replied instantaneously, she smirked.

"Good beta," She kissed him quickly on the lips, it wasn't sincere in the least. It wasn't how Clara kissed him. The she-wolf turned away, pulling up her blue silk hood on her Snow White costume.

Alex  pulled out his phone, furiously typing in Tim's number. They had to get out. Fast. 

Tim glanced at his phone ringing, he watched Olivia storm out into the darkness outside. 

"Olivia! Listen, please!" Tim called out to her, "It's not safe to be out here!" 

"Aren't all the monsters inside, playing the game of human life?!" She shouted back, 

"I mean like rapists and serial killers!" He responded. "The kind of monsters you should be scared of-" 

"What, because I'm weak? Because I'm not strong enough to handle myself? Oh wait, it's because of my age! It'll always be about my age with you-" 

"So that is what all this is about? The fact I wouldn't deflower you, so you assumed it was because of your age?" Tim let out a cruel laugh, "Look at us. We're caught up in this messed up world, and you thought I would worry about age? A number? Olivia-" He grabbed her by her shoulders, shocked at how slight she felt as he turned her around, "If we did sleep together, I want it to be perfect for you. It wasn't about your age, Olivia. It's about the respect I have for you. I didn't want you to think I didn't respect you enough to want your first time to be special." 

Her heavy eye make up was beginning to run, Tim gently wiped her tears away with his thumb. 

"You are the most important thing to me. I don't want to lose you because of something like that."  He pulled her in closer, holding onto her. "I know I want to see a future with you, even though we're in this Hell... I believe it. I know we can be together." 

"I believe you." She whispered, pulling his head towards hers. His touch was euphoric and their kiss intensified. Suddenly he stopped, pulling away from her. He looked to his side, seeing a wolfs-bane filled needle jabbing out. 

"Why?" He asked as he fell to the ground. She wasn't even sure at this point, even though she felt the way she did about Tim, she knew she had to avenge her sister, it was the only way. Wasn't it?  

She picked him up, struggling to carry him to the car.  She lay him along the back seat, she kissed his forehead, looking up to the sky,  

"For you, Clara." Olivia closed the door, careful not to hit his head and locked the car.