Wehren - Beginnings (Book 1) & Redemption (Book 2) (on hold)

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

“Little Pigs, Little Pigs, let me in!”

“Not by the hair on our chinny chin chins!”

Excerpt from “The Three Little Pigs”

*IVY*

I have to run faster! I thought, my legs pumping as hard as I could. As I hurtled through the woods, twigs and brambles catching my clothes, I couldn’t remember how I got out here. I dodged a tree then hopped a small stream landing awkwardly and catching my foot on a root.  I fell face first onto the damp forest floor. I must have landed on a rock because I felt an acute throbbing in my knee. When I reached down to check it I realized my jeans were ripped and there was a warm sticky wetness, probably blood.  I could see the dark shapes flitting in and out of the trees and I heard growls, which made me get up and take off again. Reflecting back I am not even sure how I knew they were there. It was like I could sense something watching me. It started this morning when we set up camp, I felt that ominous presence that makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. My parents didn’t seem to notice anything. As the day progressed my paranoia increased. I kept scanning the woods looking, for…something, anything that would explain my fear.  We have been camping here every fall for the past seven years. I begged them to let me stay home this year as I felt mature enough, at thirteen years old, to stay home by myself, they said no. I wish they had changed their mind, as now I was running, terrified, through the dark state forest, trying to get away, I just didn’t know from what.

Lead them away from your family. A little voice inside my head whispered. Run. Run. Run. Get away. Said the voice urgently. It’s now dark, and I am running, my breaths coming in short painful gasps, I do not know how much longer I can go on. I am starting to get sharp cramps in my ribs. I break into a clearing; I do not know where I am anymore. Stopping short in he open space I see a wolf, a huge red wolf with glowing red eyes.

The chase is over too soon. I was having fun!  That oily, silky voice says in my head. I have been watching and waiting for you, Ivy. I smell your blood. He seems agitated and excited and that has me worried. I now know that the coercive voice in my mind is coming from the red wolf in front of me, and I am not sure how this is possible. I am really scared now, I can feel the sweat run down my back, combining with the early autumn breeze to make goose bumps pop out on my skin, sending a small shiver down my spine. I lock eyes with the huge predator before me.  The rage and hatred being directed my way make me take a step back. As I watch others step out of the trees, illuminated by the full moon above, I realize I have no chance to get away, so I grab a stick to defend myself. I hear what sound like a chuckle coming from him. That will not help you, girly. His mocking voice says. Tears start to flow down my cheeks as I realize I am about to die and I didn’t even get to say goodbye to my parents or friends.

During my interior monologue about my imminent destruction, I did not notice the approach of others. All of a sudden I hear a rushing noise then feel an impact that knocks me down, bouncing my head off the ground.  Stars explode behind my eyelids. Before my vision clears I feel a sharp pain at the base of my neck. I start to get up but my head starts swimming, so, I sit down and take the opportunity to survey my surroundings. In front of me there now stands a large white wolf facing off against the red one. He glances back, his silver eyes shining in the moonlight. Four more wolves emerge from the undergrowth, taking up positions around me. It seems like there is a conversation going on between the two wolves now as an uncanny stillness has settled over the glade. All at once in an explosion of power the two launched themselves at each other. I had a hard time seeing who was getting the upper hand, but I was saying a soft prayer that the white one would be ok, because I realized, on some level, that he just saved my life.