My boyfriend the werewolf

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PIC OF JENNA, JUST JENNA'S HAIR IS BLACK------------------------------------->

Chapter 1

I was running again. The storm raged overhead as the rain fell heavily on the forest. He was behind me, I could hear him running. He hadn’t caught me yet, God knows why, I’m  about as fast as a tortoise. A really slow one. But he hadn’t caught me yet.

I was slowing down, I knew that much. Lightning flashed as I tripped over a tree root and fell to the ground. I cried out in pain as my leg bent in a weird shape. Then everything went silent. No thunder roared, no lightning flashed, no rain fell. I struggled to get up, knowing what was coming next. Before I could though, he stepped out of the shadows, the moon glinted on his pale skin, his perfect teeth flashed in a smile and his red eyes flashed. He spoke two words, two little words, but they were enough to terrify me. “I’m coming”

Then he attacked.

I blacked out, but not before I heard the howl of a wolf in the distance.

I awoke with a scream, like I did every night since I turned sixteen. I was sitting up in bed, panting and shivering, tears falling down my face. I hated that dream with a passion. But God obviously seemed to think it as funny to see me terrified every night of going to bed. I’d been getting that dream since I turned sixteen a month ago. My aunt Liz and my therapist seemed to think it was something to do with memories off mom and dad. That’s why I’m here, at my Grannies house, in Ohio, the night before I start my new school. They sent me away from that town in Texas. They said there were too many memories for me to handle. They didn’t seem to realise that they were making it worse, always going on about it. It being my parents deaths. They were murdered. Sure they found them, but not before their killer had mutilated them beyond recognition. It was only when they did the D.N.A test that they realised who it was. Gina and Frank Brady. My parents.

My name is Jenna Brady. I turned sixteen a month ago. I’m a Taurus. and em that’s about it I suppose.

           I lay back, arms behind my head thinking back to that little town in Texas. I went to Redwood High, home of the Red Stags. School was well school to me, I wasn’t one of the most popular girls in my year, I was just liked by everyone. Both sexes. I remembered the day I told my best friends Carly and Brianna that I was leaving. They of course got up on a table and told everyone. Jeez for the whole day people kept coming up and giving me random hugs and telling me that they’d miss me. I never knew that Kayla Green, the most popular girl in our year and who had called me a freak just about 4 months back liked me that much. That is until she ran over, practically in hysterics telling me not to go, that she’d miss me too much. But hey, you learn a new thing every day.

     The birds were starting to sing when I got up. I couldn’t go back to sleep for any longer, for fear that nightmare coming back. I thought about it as I soaked in the bath. It was strange, I’d been getting it since I turned sixteen, it was always the same, except for tonight, the wolf had never howled before, I was sure of it. Oh well, it was probably just because it’s my first night here or something. I’m not going to think about it anymore I said to myself as I put my head back and closed my eyes.

Ross’s POV.

I jolted awake. It was her, I was sure of it. She had been in the dream. I had heard her scream, my wolf had tried to get to her before whatever was chasing her caught up with her. I could sense that something not human had been pursuing her. My mate. She was here, in the village. I could feel it. My wolf rejoiced as I settled back down to sleep, content.

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