I ran. It was the only sensible thing I was able to do. The loud monsterous growls erupted behind me. My bare feet, frozen aginst the ground, were going numb in the pure white fluffy snow. I heard every snap of the twigs around me, every bird in the disstance flying away; what he said was not possible. I was nothing like him. I wasn't a monster. The nasty smelling beast was gaining on me, but something in my head was yelling at me to keep going, to never give up.
I could now feel his hot breathe breathing aginst my neck. Immediatly all the hairs on my body arose. But, I willed myself to keep moving ahead. I then heard the rushing of powerful water and knew that we were near the man-killing waterfall. Every footstep became in sync with my feet heavily pounding against the powdery snow. I could now see the beautiful waterfall ahead.
Then the chase stopped. I had arrived at the edge of the waterfall. I look back and see the tall, grey wolf as tall as me standing there. As I watched the monser intenly, I soon heard the cracking and the breaking of bones and muscles. I watched before my eyes the wolf change into the man I once loved.
Clyde was once my everything, he was always so sweet, caring, and supportive. He was always there when I needed him, whenever I would shed a tear he would always be there.
It all changed when he turned eighteen. He became more aggressive, more possesive of me like I was just an item. He kept saying that he would always hate that I wasn't his "mate". I never could find out what that meant.
But, now looking at the beast; everything I ever learned about wolves came flashing back. No, I wansn't his. I never will be.
Clyde's foot contacted with a twig snapping me out of my current flashback.
"Now that we are done playing cat and mouse, why don't you just walk right over," he grinned at me, " If you can't be mine, I'll kill you on the spot."
"I'd rather die than be with you!" I screamed out.
"That can be arranged," he growled back.
"You're right it can," I grinned back.
Before I can even think through the consequenses, I jump backwards where the darkness is waiting for me and I'm welcoming it with open hands.
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