Chapter 37

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Jamie

It's been three weeks since Olivia and I had talked about her wedding. She seemed to be on cloud nine most of the time unless anyone mentioned the wedding and then she was like hell on wheels or boiling over with word vomit. I felt kind of bad for her because most of the time Luke was always telling her that no matter what their wedding looked like he would love it as long as he got to marry her. She thought his words were the sweetest thing she had ever heard until she realized he was only saying it so he didn't have to help plan or pick anything out. After she figured that out she was so mad she almost wolfed out on him but somehow he managed to calm her down with a simple whisper in her ear. Seeing them this way made me wonder if Connor and I will ever have the same type of relationship. Yes, we are close and he calms me down when I'm scared or upset but I don't think I've ever been angry enough to really wolf out like that. The last thing I would want is something like that happening when I'm around Sapphire and she gets hurt in the process. Just thinking about hurting her makes me want to cry my eyes out because I love her so much.

Sitting here thinking of all these things makes me wish they were here right now. Now you may be wondering where they are right now. Well Sapphire went to a school friends house for the weekend and Connor is off to war once again. I hate being alone now because they are my new family and I value my new family. I never knew how much I could love two people until I met the man I fell in love with and that beautiful little girl I get to call my own. I decided to finally get out of bed and clean the house then find something to do with the rest of my day. Cleaning always seems to clear my head and makes me feel a little better about myself for some odd reason. Once the house was done the sun was started to drop behind the treelining. The night was creeping up on me and I don't know what it was but I was feeling so uncomfortable with being alone for the first time in a long while. Every time the air conditioner would turn on I couldn't stop myself from jumping out of my skin. When I walked from one end of the house to the other I felt like something was chasing me or trying to grab my feet. I felt like such a child running around from one well lit room to another.

Things in this house just felt a little off and I couldn't understand why. I've never been scared of the dark or worried about being alone for long ammounts of time but tonight just felt different. After a while of sitting around watching movies in the living room I decided it was time for dinner and then bed. I made myself a sandwich and a drink then headed up to mine and Connor's room. Getting comfortable in bed I turned on our tv and found a show before scarfing down the best sandwich I had ever made. My stomach was full, my body was warm, and my eyelids felt like a thousand pounds. Every blink of my eyes they seemed harder and harder to open them and I had lost all since of time. It felt as if my body had went numb with warmth and comfort but my hearing was on edge, if a pin was to drop in the next room I'm sure I would be able to hear it with ease. Darkness was taking over like waves lapping the sand and soon my eyes gave away. I couldn't tell how long I was asleep when I was startled awake by the sound of banging and rattling pan. At first I thought that maybe it was just Connor but then realized that he was still gone and that's when the panic set in.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up and I knew something was off, sniffing the air I could smell something that wasn't supposed to be in my house. My wolf was itching to sink her teeth into whatever was in here with me. She knew that something was here to hurt me. I tiptoed down the stairs and into the living room and peeked around the cornor. Right in the middle of my kitchen stood a tall buff man with a man bun and dirty old clothes, holes everywhere. His back was to me and I could tell he was dangerous and meant business. In a split second he had turned to the side and I could see a long sliver-like scar that ran down the length of his face and down his neck. Just looking at the side of his face made my stomach turn and my palms sweat. Tears streamed down my face as the man turned to me fully now and his black eyes met mine. "I knew Luna's were weak but I didn't think they were stupid too. Now look at you, standing there, frozen in fear. What are you waiting for? Run." He spoke a little over a whisper that my finely tuned ears picked up perfectly. I wanted to run the minute his eyes landed on me but it was like my feet were nailed to the ground. As soon as I heard the word run I found myself obeying his comman and took off toward the back door.

My hands fumbled with the knob. I could feel his eyes burning into my back, feel the vibration of his boots hitting the floor behind me in my bones, and with a last hail mary I felt myself fling through the back door and out into the crisp night air. My heart was hammering in my ears and my lungs burned from gasping for air. I could feel the cold mud squishing between my toes as I ran as hard as I could through the woods. Branches, twigs, and leaves smacked across my bare skin turning it blood red with pain. Raindrops ran down my face making my lose hair stick to my skin. I was so scared and I couldn't seemed to calm myself down enough to really let my wolf take control, I knew I might not make it through tonight.

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