White Wolf

Trouble

~Miranda~

"Please Miranda?" Amanda begged me. It's been a week since Daren left.

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I should go over all that happened.

Not much really. I cried for the first few days constantly. My door stayed locked and my sobs stayed muffled. I wouldn't eat or drink. Finally Amanda got me to come out of my room. I drank a bit of water and took small bites off of what she made for me. My strength weakened a bit, but was starting to come back.

"You have to eat. You know what will happen if you don't." She'd tell me. Of course she told me a million times what would happen. I wouldn't have the strength to change. I'd be morphing into a werewolf, white wolf I guess, and I wouldn't have the strength to go on. Pain would over take and I would most likely drop dead. Maybe for the best.

"Stop talking like that!" Amanda said after I'd tell her these things. I guess I've gotten onto a sour note of my life but I can't help it.

I need Daren back. Soon. I haven't even heard from him. Veronica said there'd be a messenger but nothing has happened. Nothing.

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"I don't think I can." I respond to Amanda's plead to train today. "I'm just so tired." She looked at me with a sad, concerned look filling her eyes. I looked away.

"Just try." She was at her last attempt now but I can't help it anymore. I sigh.

"Fine. I'll be out in five minutes." I say. A huge grin appears on her face and she hugs me.

"Thank you!" She really is trying hard to help me. We've become great friends throughout the week. I smile at her then run up to my room to get dressed. As I'm throwing on a sports bra I feel a burning in my shoulder muscle.

"Ow!" I yell out loud. Rubbing the area that is now filled with pain, I finish putting everything on. Black shorts, light blue tank top, new running shoes, and hair up in a messy bun, I'm ready to go. I speed out the door and breath in fresh air, already feeling great.

"Miranda!" I hear my name called and turn my attention to Amanda and a running track. She grinned. "Lets get started." I grinned and jogged over to her.

Our goal was five or six laps around the whole acre of land to help me build up muscle. I admit it was troubling at first, but soon I felt myself feeling much better. I was sweating after we were done. I grabbed my water bottle and drank but immediately stopped. I tossed my water bottle away and grabbed my throat.

"What's wrong?" Amanda asked me.

"My throat is burning." I told her. It really was. It burnt like fire but at the same time burnt like ice. Numbing and making me more aware of the pain at the same time. Amanda looked over me once then got lost in thought. Eventually she snapped out of her trance.

"Lets go do some yoga. Calm you down a bit." She suggested and smiled warmly. I nodded and followed after her. We rolled out our mats on the grass. Suddenly I took in a sharp breath. I became aware of everything. Every sound, scent, well everything! Especially how fast my heart beat was racing.

"Ok lets just start with simple stretches." She said. I snapped my head in her direction. Her voice was so clear in every way. She got down on her mat and started stretching. I did the same.

My heart beat raced as I stretched my back. Time seemed to slow. I heard every sweat drop hit the ground. My heart beat a little faster.

Boom boom boom boom. Like the sound of drums. Then it hit me. My body felt like it had been engulfed in flames. I screamed out in pain.

"Miranda!" Amanda ran over to my crumpled, screaming body. "O God. It's happening."

~Daren~

Blood. It was everywhere. The scent especially reeked in my nose. I saw the dead bodies. The looks of fear that was in the Hunters eyes as we would jump up behind them, as they saw the last thing they would ever see. Its becoming too much. My head was pounding like a drum and my hands became clammy and cold.

"Stop! Please!" A girl shrieked. Blood.

Sobs from another Hunter as they see the claws of death. Blood. There was one that I'll never forget.

A scrawny boy who looked as if he could be my age. Blonde, terrified, innocent, but still a Hunter. I had to do it. I couldn't back down. His voice was terrified and cracked. He didn't scream or ask for mercy. All he said was, "Im so sorry." and that was it. He's gone now with the others who didn't make it. Dead. One bite at the throat and it's too late to take it all back. Blood.

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"Daren! Daren wake up!" A distant voice wakes me from my horrible nightmare memory. I sit up quickly, gasping for air and in a pool of cold sweat. "Shhh calm down." Veronica's smooth voice fills my ears. My breathing slows and I calm down just a bit.

"What's going on?" A younger pack member walks in the room. I run my fingers through my sweaty, black hair.

"Nothing. Go back to your station." I answer in a scruffy morning voice. The boy pivoted on his heels and returned to wherever he came from. I rubbed my face that was coated in sweat.

"What happened? I could hear you yelling for miles away!" Veronica questioned. I didn't know where to start my answer.

"Just a nightmare." I answered. She looked troubled. Veronica say herself on my bed and looked over my face.

"It seems more than just a nightmare" she said. I just shrugged.

"I won't be sleeping much tonight, I guess." I told her.

"You need rest. I'll stay here until you fall asleep." She said. I nodded and laid down, shutting my eyes. She started to hum an old nursery rhyme tune. I focused everything on the humming. The sweet melody filled my ears and soon I felt myself slipping into a deep sleep.

I woke up in the morning warm, and comforted. I slowly opened my eyes and noticed I had a hold on something. I looked to see- no. Is it really? It couldn't be! It is. I was holding a sleeping Veronica in my arms. I jolted up. She started to wake.

"What- where am I?" She sat up an looked. "O, hi Daren." She said. I couldn't speak at first. I open and close my mouth like a fish.

"Uh hi." I finally managed.

"I think I should go. I need to get ready for today anyway." She got up. I just nodded as she left my tent.

What have I done? What if Miranda hears something and gets the wrong idea? No I'm going crazy. She'll understand once I explain. Maybe she won't even hear anything. I'm being paranoid. Right?

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A/N

I feel like a butt. I'm such a procrastinator. Go ahead and yell at me. I deserve it. I'm sorry though, hope this chapter satisfied you.

Ok someone asked me if there was going to be a second book to this and I have to say no. I'm not planning on it anyway. Thank you for asking though.

School is starting up. I'm in our towns official Junior High! Ahh! I'm not really scared that much. Comment when you start school and what grade you'll be in! I'd like to know more about my gorgeous readers:)

That's all for now. Thank you to all my supporters! I love you! Votes and comments are appreciated. ;)

-HarrysGirl00