The Hunted: Book One In The Hunted Trilogy

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Sally went to her old dorm room after the execution. Her mind was flooded with grief. She threw her self onto her bed and stared at the ceiling. Quietly she sang to herself the school theme song, 'Let ye be hunted.'

"Let ye be hunted in the darkness of night. Wind howls threw the trees reveling your fright. Sampson-Sampsons well hunt you tell you die-."

Sallys voice was cut off as a strong knocking sounded at her door. Sally sat up and swung her legs over the end of her bed as the door cracked open.

"Sally?" Eric's face popped in the door, "is everything ok?"

"Yes Eric," Sally smiled, "come on in."

"So," Eric shut the door behind him self, "never been inside a girls dorm." '

"What do you want Eric?" Sally laughed at Eric's awkwardness.

"Just seeing how your doing," Eric placed a hand on Sally's shoulder.

"I'm all right," Sally sat back onto her bed, "just disgusted about Henry."

"I know you guys were supposed to get married soon," Eric sat by Sally on Sally's bed.

"It hurts more," Sally cried, "knowing he was only thinking about himself."

"Its ok," Eric wrapped his right arm around Sallys shoulder, "I'm here for you.......so Is your dad." Seeming to add the last part as an after thought, Eric smiled at Sally.

"Even now," Sally looked away and toward her window, "that I'm a werewolf,?"

"Especially now," suddenly Sally found Erics strong lips on hers. Sally was amazed at how comforting his lips were. Eric arose off the bed and backed out of the room, a smile of victory spread like butter across his face.

"Did that really just happen," Sally, after a few seconds, whispered to her self.

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Sally woke to a quick heavy pounding at her door. The sun turned the purple walls a bright golden. Sally threw her pink blanket to the end of her bed as the door slammed open, as if she had said 'come in,' revealing Menark on the other side.

"Morning sleepy head," a cheerful smile broke Menarks usually stern face.

"Morning sir," Sally laughed, "what's up?"

"Just wanted you to know," Menark spoke quickly, "that the teacher and I will be deciding your fate today"

"When?" Sally gulped, the realization that she could be killed swarmed over her.

"That's where I'm headed now," Menark shuffled his feet.

"All right," Sally breathed

"I'll let you know," Menark smiled, "when its over."

"Thank you," Sally walked to her door, "guess I should go to breakfast."

"I'll walk you," Menark followed Sally out of her bed room.

The two walked down the long castle halls. Students darted down from behind, some students running to the dinning hall after sleeping in. The dinning hall was nearly empty except a few straggling students

"I'll see you later," Menark turned and left toward the head masters office. Sally walked down the buffet line. Piles of bacon, pancakes, grits and oatmeal flowed the line. Sally grabbed a bit of every thing and looked for a place to sit.