The wind whistles through the leaves on the trees, it almost sounds eery. Dangerous. Like something's going to happen. Slowly the wind tosses each loose leaf around occasionally catching them on branches, almost as if the trees them selves don't want to lose their covering. The distant sound of crickets and the whooshing of water dominate the surroundings. The breeze calming the atmosphere. Then it stops. No rustling of small animals. No chirping of birds. Nothing. Because they know a predator has arrived. He doesn't make a sound. Not even his breathing can be heard. But I know. I know that he's here. I know that he's walking behind me. That his dark grey eyes are taking in everything around him. That his dark as midnight hair is wrapped tightly in a bun on the back of his head resting above the shaved sides and back. I know. And I know that when he speaks his voice is husky and deep. Cutting to the edge of my sanity.
"Bonnie..."
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Dangerous
WerewolfHe's silent. He's deadly. He's threatening. He's Alpha. But to me, he's my light.. *Contains sexual content*
