Werewolves

C.9

Sorry I haven't updated in so long I've just been away because of my mental health and I didn't really think anyone was interested in this fan fic but WTF 2.38K READS THANK YOU SO MUCH FAM! $=%$"$&$! $^*$!!# I've also been working on unpublished fan fictions and more chapters for this one okay, on you go.

No one understood anything that way going on at the moment so they had to approach things as calmly as they could.

The Silver pack has tried everything to get Arora's 'nightmares' to stop. They even played a old family tape with their parents talking, hoping that their voices would help.

It only happened three times before their parents pasted and they got worse after.

Everything in the world seemed to stop.

Any and all of Arora's movements stopped. Her head wasn't moving, her body felt lifeless - but she's still alive or else the others would be in pain.

Daniel took a good look at her chest and mid stomach area, realizing that she stopped breathing - but he could still hear her heart beating.

He rushed to take out the oxygen mask out.

"Sir - Ashton I need you to hold this to Arora's face." Daniel explained while handing Ashton the mask for Arora.

Ashton shakily took the mask and placed it over her face.

"Come on Arora, baby. Please wake up. Open those pretty eyes of yours sweetheart, please." Calum said as tears dripped from all of their eyes.

Darkness. No light. It felt as if it had been dark for days when it was only seconds. Arora felt lost. She was confused, but she knew she was alone. Alone. No one. She had no one anymore. She was alone. Just like Grayson said she would be.

Maybe this wasn't a dream. Maybe this was reality and everything else was false. Maybe this is what it felt like to be alone, and nothing. She felt like nothing.

She couldn't see anything and that was scarry but it had a small comfort to it. She knew no one was there.

She knew that she was no where. She knew that she couldn't be hurt. But then she's alone. Left with her thoughts.

But she couldn't think. She had no thoughts. It was all so confusing and she questioned how she was even able to be confused or question anything.

"Come on Arora, baby. Please wake up. Open those pretty eyes of yours sweetheart, please."

She was coming back slowly. She felt the loving touches of her mates. She felt the tears and she felt Luke still continuing to wipe them away. She felt Michael holds her hands lovingly.
She felt Calum brush threw her hair. She left her head laying on Ashton's lap. She felt the oxygen mask on her face.

Oxygen

Air

Air

'I need air'

Her hand flew up to the oxygen mask, pressing it down on her face as her other hand gripped the closest thing - Michaels hand - and her eyes shot open.

She gasped for air as if it were her first time taking a breath.

With a dazed look, her head rested back on Ashton's lap.

She started to cry more when she remembered what happened. It felt so real to her. She thought she lost everything.

"What's wrong Arora? Are you in pain?! Are you hurt!? W-what's wrong?" Luke asked frantically.