After the strange attack on the Silver Moonlight Pack, nothing is worse for Opal than being put into an orphanage after being taken away from your pack. But this all happened 3 years ago. Now, Opal is 16, living in an orphanage with the struggle of...
I woke up the next morning and put on my outfit for the day.
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I walked downstairs and grabbed an apple. The house is unusually quiet. You don't hear the snores coming from Jc's room, the faint sound of a video playing in Kian's room, Connor endlessly typing whannots on his computer, Ricky editing a video that he took last night, Sam eating chips from the night before where he sneaked down into the kitchen and took or Trevor singing his song, Slay, in the shower.
And the bag of chips were down here! Something's wrong.
Check the front door.
Twilight says to me. I walk over to there and slightly push on it. The door creaked open. That can't be good. I ran up to Kian's room and knocked on it. No answer. I pushed it open. Empty. It was the same with Jc, Sam, and Trevor.
"Ricky?" I call out, knocking on his door.
"Yea?" A groggily voice came from the other side.
"Oh, thank god that you're here. Everyone is gone. The chips are even downstairs. They're not in their rooms, the front door is open and just something is very wrong."
"Wait, the front door is open?!" Ricky jumped out of his bed, rushing past me and down the stairs.
He was looking around frantically. He was starting to freak out and so was I. I mean what if someone hurt them? Were they kidnapped? Did the thing that killed the pack member yesterday come here? What's happening?!
Ricky was on his phone calling each one of them.
"Trevor's recording a song. He's fine." Ricky sighs.
"But how about the others." I ask, impatiently.
"I'm calling them."
While Ricky was ringing the rest of them, I let my eyes trail to the woods. There was the familiar shape I between the trees. If that thing had anything to do with this-
"Sam and Connor are fine. They're out filming. But I can't seem to get a hold of Kian or Jc. I think it's time to call 911-"
"No that's not going to work. You can't file a missing report unless it's been 24 hours."
"Then I'm going to go out and see if I can find them." Ricky says, grabbing his keys to his car.
"I'll go stay at a friend's house. I met her a while ago, at the park."
"Okay, stay safe. Call me if you need anything." Ricky hugs me before heading to the garage.
Once I saw him pull out and drive off, I took off running in the direction of the shape I saw just a minute ago.
Racing through the woods, I spotted the shape up ahead. For the first time, I saw what he looked like.
He had brown hair with white tips, blood red eyes, pale white skin, and a smirk played on his lips.
