Howl

Creep

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Chapter 14

My heart missed a beat as my eyes connected with his.

His lip had pulled back to reveal his teeth, dark eyes glinting in the pale light. I thought he would dash off into the cover of the night, disappearing into the towering evergreens but instead he just continued to look up at me as I looked down at him.

I swallowed and stepped back from the window, my feet carrying me to the stairs, which I quietly, and hastily, descended. The living room was full of the guys, Beni and Jared took the sofas as beds whilst Malakai, Jorge and Anokan slept on the floor. I frowned, realising that there wasn't any space for Denali to sleep.

So where did he sleep?

I slipped past them and went to the back door, slipping the key in the lock and opening. I had forgotten to put on a coat or my dressing gown so the cold of their air seeped through my clothes and clung to my skin like a wet blanket. I swallowed the gasp I was about to release and shut the door behind me.

Just a few metres away stood the great white Yukon, dark eyes still fixed on me.

"I thought you'd have run off by now." I blurted quietly, not removing my gaze from his as I wrapped my arms about my waist and inched forward. He didn't move, only watched me with calculating eyes. I heaved a deep breath, a puff of white air escaping when I exhaled. "It's a beautiful night, sometimes I think it's a shame we spend most of our time awake in the day."

I was trying to make conversation of sorts, then suddenly realising that that would be quite a challenge seeing as he couldn't talk. I stopped abruptly and bit my lip. The wind pushed my hair back from my face and rustled the leaves on the trees loudly.

"Was it you that howled?" He nodded slightly.

"Why?" He responded by turning away and slowly making his ways to the trees. I grit. Y teeth and immediately followed, one hand extended to reach out to him. "Hey-" before my hand could brush his shoulder he turned, growling slightly and every muscle in his body tense like he was going to tackle me and rip me to shreds.

I fought the urge to take a large step back, that would be conceding defeat and allowing him to dominate me.

"Change back." I snapped. I was growing tired of not getting any actual answers.

He seemed to glower at me.

"Please?" I added as an after thought.

We stood silently facing off in the night, the wind trying to tear my clothes from me and the cold making my bones heavy. Finally he broke the stare and went to walk back into the woods.

I suddenly felt like crying. Was it so hard for him to just listen to me? I wasn't asking much, just for him to speak to me and answer some questions; like, what was the purpose behind his howls? No one else was out there, they were outside, and why were you in my garden when I first got here?

I wanted to know as much as I could about this world I knew nothing about. I had grown up with the notion that they were all fiction, and to have it all sprang up on me, of course I was going to want some things answered. I was feeling more and more helpless and weak as time went on and my knowledge grew; humans were just the ants in their world it seemed to me so far.

His form had nearly been consumed by the pitch black forest and a strangled cry left my lips as I went to reach for him again. I had taken three steps towards him when he turned back to face me, carrying a bundle of clothing in his mouth. He set them on the ground after coming closer, jerked his head to the side for me to look away and crouched near the snowy ground.