Aza's POV
I saw light behind my closed eyelids. It woke me from my fretful slumber. I blinked slowly, gazing around confusedly. I saw nothing out of the ordinary. I pulled myself to my feet and stalked over to the closet. I jerked open the door and stared at the dark colored t-shirts. I pulled a stalker tee from it's hanger and proceeded to search through shoes. I grabbed my scuffed studded combat boots from the floor. I then grabbed a pair of black bootcut jeans and underthings. I headed off to the bathroom.
I showered and fixed my slept on makeup. My clothes were hastily put on and my messy hair tied up in a ponytail. I walked out of the room carrying my dirty pjs. Jacob stood by his door. The moment he came into view I felt an overwhelming surge of unease. I moved carefully past him. He had a hungry look in his eyes. Fear poured over me as he stared at my breasts and rose his freaky gaze to my eyes.
I practically ran to my room. As soon as I did I shut and locked the door. Tossing the clothing in the hamper I stalked around the room. My backpack was lying across the room. The books were in it but some homework papers were scattered on the floor. Wolf Abe must've knocked it around. I stuffed everything back in and hefted it over my shoulder. I ran downstairs ready to burst out the door when Angie's unpleasant voice washed over me. "Dear, I need you to pick up some photos from the little shop in town. Printers' Land." I nodded.
I scampered off to school. As usual it passed torturously slow. When it finally ended I began to walk to the gym. I was going to try out early for track. That way I wouldn't have to do it front of people. The coach was pleased with my preformance. She pushed me hard to show me exactly what I was going to have to expect. The whole thing lasted about two and a half hours.
When I was leaving the school I saw a storm brewing. The sky was dark and the clouds heavy. Thunder was already starting to rumble. But I knew that if I went home empty handed I would get a lecture and be forced to do it again. I'm not scared of storms, so it doesn't matter.
I went through the alleys for a shortcut. These weren't typical alleys, no druggies or robbers, so I didn't think anything of it. When I was just about to the potography shop, strong hands gripped me, a big hand covering my mouth. I instantly began to struggle, throwing me weight in a desperate attempt to throw my attacker off. He held me so tight I could barely breathe. I screamed loudly, but it was muffled by his hand. I opened my mouth and bit him hard.
"Ow, dammit, bitch!" The voice snarled. That voice was eerily familiar. It was Jake. Oh my lord, Jake was going to kill me. I kicked him hard, but it did not phase him .I saw a pair of fierce eyes in front of me. It was Hunter. He smiled evilly at me.
"Not as smart as you thought, are you? You would never have guessed that Angie was in on this whole thing. She sent you here so we could get you. Your screams of agony will be music to my ears." He growled. I whimpered. He stepped forward and touched my cheek softly. I vainly attempted to turn my head. Jake held it in place. Hunter's disgusting mouth descended upon mine. His lips were covered in slobber and were thick and gross.
I bit his tongue hard. He snarled and I saw his hand swing up and slam forcefully into my temple. "I always play rough dollface, so keep on fighting. I'll just make it hurt more." H whispered into my ear. His fist connected once again. Pain shot through me. I saw only his sick grin as the darkness swallowed me whole.
Abe's POV
I felt as if the breath was gone from my chest. My heart pounded painfully. My vision became fuzzy. My wolf was silent for he was engulfed in suffering. She is being hurt. My footsteps faltered. I gave a groan as I hit the ground. Ryan was frantic.
"Dude, are you okay? What is going on?" He asked wildly.
"Aza, where is she?" I moaned.
"She went on an errand. Connor was supposed to watch her." He said bemusedly.
They knew I was watching her. They knew Connor was watching her. They drugged him. We got food from somewhere they work, and they fucking drugged him! "Find her!" I barked. I hauled myself to my feet, running into my room. I grabbed my hunting knife and fastened it to my belt. Ryan had his pocket knife. "We're going hunting." I snarled.
We ran at inhuman speed. I could smell her intoxicating scent. We followed it to a backalley. And there she was. Blood poured from a wound in her skull, just like in the dream. And to my fury, just like in the dream, Hunter was about to violate her. 'He must die! I will tear him in half and rip his head off!' My wolf growled. I nodded mentally to him. I raced forward, pressing the blade into his throat until I smelled his sickly blood.
I could see that Ryan had done the same to Jake. The two boys had frrozen, fear coursing through their veins. "You dare touch her. You dare violate her, you filthy WORM!" I roared. They shook with terror. Heat coursed through me and rage overtook me. I took the sharp blade and drug it through his soft skin. I watched as blood beaded and ran down his arm. I smiled at the way his face twisted in pain.
"Dude, get off him, or else you will kill him." Ryan said. I nodded slowly. I was in danger of phasing. I stepped back. I could not hold back the rage any longer. I felt it take me. Heat and pain tore through me like wildfire and I was almost immediately standing with paws not feet. I pased right when Aza awakened. I could see the betrayal in her eyes.
"Abe, you are my wolf? You let me tell you everything, but you never told me a thing. You listened to me tell you about how I felt about you, and yet you did nothing?!" I whined softly. I couldn't stand to feel her pain. "I know you saved me, and I thank you, but I am done. I am never speaking to you again. Just take me home. Now."
I crept forward, planning to nuzzle her, but she shoved my nose away. The pain of your mate pushing away was horrible. Endless waves of pain swept through me. I howled in misery and ran off, heading towards the woods so that no one would know that I was sobbing even as a all powerful wolf. As I ran, I heard her say, "I have reached my limit."
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Dark Moon
WerewolfAza has nothing. No family and no life worth living. After being shoved into a overwhelming home and family, she realizes they aren't as nice as they seem. Their son is a perv as is his best friend. One day they atttack her and try to rape her. They...