Angel's eyes remained wide, she didn't know how she felt, she thought that all those episodes had stopped with her medication; but apparently they were still there to haunt her. She studied the boy, his skin was as pale as the moon, his hair was a mix of gold and brown and his eyes, strangely she felt mesmerised by them. The boy's eyes were pure grey, they seemed to glow.
The boy studied Angel for a few moments, taking in all her features. She had a slight tan, her hair was a light brown and cut to land just over her shoulders and her eyes were bright blue with a few hints of hazel in them. He sighed and cracked his neck, "you won't last long out here now that you know what you are." He murmured, "once you know what you are, it just makes you're scent stronger."
Angel nodded slowly, "w-what are you?" She whispered hesitantly.
He looked into her eyes, he never seemed to blink. "I'm a Lycan." He murmured, "a werewolf."
Angel looked down, her hands were shaking, the rain dribbled down her cheeks and gracefully ran down her chin before parting it and falling towards the dull concrete that they were standing on. Angel's vision blurred for a few moments before she lost consciousness and fell towards the ground.
The boy caught her in his arms and let out a small sigh, he picked her up and held her close in his arms as he walked further into the shadow of the alleyway.
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Fantasi"The day I laid my eyes on Jordan, I knew he wasn't like the rest of them. I knew he wasn't human. I knew I wasn't alone anymore..."
