Taming The Wild Ones

Chapter Eight: Me Plus Royalty Equals Major Screw Up

Over eighty reads??? oh yes baby, I am on a roll. I know I said I would update early but then my internet went down and then on thing lead to another. But how was everyone's Valentine's Day? *wiggles eyebrows* Me and my friends had an anti-Valentine's Day. It was epic. But let's get on with it already. I mean, Haley could be dead after my last chapter. Who knows?

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Once upon a time there was a complete darkness; no life.

Long before anything, there was a pure nothingness. Whether it was freedom or prison, we wouldn't know. But there was certainly no pain, no lies, hurt and betrayal and a complete absence of fear.

Then there was light.

I bolted up in terror and screamed my worth. The only thing running in my mind was what I last saw and now I was shit scared. Yellow eyes...

The door was thrown open and I jumped up onto my feet, ready to kill whoever the hell comes through.

Quick note: All this was happening while I was screaming my brains out.

My vision was disorientated and all I saw was a blurry image of a man running to me. A growl came through my lips, confused to this situation I was in.

"Haley! Calm the hell down." A voice basically ordered me. Oh hell no they didn't.

"Don't tell me to calm down." I shouted back, only after realizing I was no longer in immediate danger. "Travis?" I ask, finally taking the stranger in.

I looked around in the room I was in, recognizing nothing of the sort. I looked down to check myself and I was... alright? But, the attack in the woods? You can't tell me that didn't happen. My hand moves up to my neck. I remember clearly that animal chomping down on my neck, my ticket straight to oblivion. A tight bandage was plastered onto my neck.

Okay, so I was right, as always. Then question of the hour, how was I standing here? I turn back to Travis. "Who, what, why, how now." I stomp my foot and cross my arms over my chest like a stubborn toddler.

"Aren't you at least going to thank God for saving your ass?"

"I'm not in the mood to turn religious now spill."

"No." Travis replies and turns around, taking out his phone.

Quicker than you can blink, I move in front of his path. Travis holds his phone near his ear as he stares at me wide-eyed.

"You fast." he states simply in shock. I roll my eyes at this comment.

"Well I do happen to be a werewolf."

"No, you really fast." He takes a step back and shakes his head, mumbling some stuff under his breath.

Travis makes a call, ignoring me the entire time. I don't know where I am or what happened. I'm as useless as a nutjob. I fall back onto the bed with a sigh.

"Stupid Travis not answering me."

I mean this calls for justice. I was actually looking forward to being an angel then this happened. Whatever this is.

I can't believe I got attack by a wolf. I freaking wolf. Do I attract them like nectar or something? A chill runs through my spine as those cold yellow eyes stare back at me in my head, like he was pleasuring in ending my life, like there was more to the kill.

But it wasn't a werewolf, or at least that's how much I could gather, you know, being attack and all. It was too small. But I still had an icky feeling about that.

"How you feeling?" Travis asks.

"Oh now he wants to make sweet talk." I grumble out.

"So I called the others and we calling a meeting as soon as they come. Get some rest." He says and I can hear his footsteps heading to the door.