Hunted

Chapter 8

The hunger was finally starting to get to me. Three days, no food. No water. No shower and no sun. 

I knew one thing about Faye's disappearance and it was the only thing keeping me alive. 

I pull my head off the stone floor and look around the dark room again. 

"How long have you been watching me?" I call out. The darkness stays silent. I chuckle slightly. 

"I'm not an idiot. I can feel your eyes" I stand up. No response. Then I get the sensation again. My heart rises slightly. 

"I know you. You're the green eyed one aren't you?" I call out again. When no one answers, I begin to get angry. I run my hands across the bars. 

"Face me, you coward!" I scream. Maybe no one's there. Maybe I'm hallucinating. I slid down the wall. I'm going crazy. I've been here for three days and I'm turning into a psycho. I begin to cry silently. I'm going to die here. 

"He's going to kill you" I stop crying and look up. The guy with green eyes moves closer to me. His eyes darker than what I remembered. He's got a mop of  dark brown curls. 

He was absolutely beautiful. 

I licked my lips slightly. 

"Who? The Alpha" I ask. The guy comes closer to me and my breath gets caught in my throat when his fingers reach out to touch my hair. I flinch back before he can touch me. 

"You'll be dead by the end of the week" He says, but I hear the pain in his voice. 

"That shouldn't matter to you" I say. Why would a wolf care if the hunter that took his Luna died?

"Of course it matters to me" His hand cups my cheek. The feeling of his skin on mine sending tingles through my whole body. I close my eyes and leans back into his hand. The only warmth I had received in days. I open my eyes to see his beautiful green ones filled with worry. 

"You can't die" He begs. I hate hearing the sound of pain in his voice. My heart sinks a little. 

"Well, I don't exactly want to..."

"Then tell him everything. Please. He'll let you go if you help him" He pleads with me. 

"I'm a hunter, I don't work with wolves" I say coldly. I move my head back so he's not touching me anymore. My body felt as if all the heat had just vanished. I felt so cold and was seriously regretting ever letting him go. 

"He's going to kill you!" He repeats. 

"I didn't realize there was an echo here" I say. 

"I won't be able to stop him" 

"Who cares. Everyone dies someday" I brush him off and curl back into a ball. 

"I care! Don't you understand?" He yells at me angry. I try and not care if he's angry at me. I mean, why should I? I don't even know him. 

"No I don't" I place my head on my knees. It's so cold. So damn cold. 

I feel something heavy on my back and look up. He's placed his coat on me. His scent of apples and lavender still on it. I wrap it around me and look anywhere but at him. Eventually he leaves. But just before he walks out the door, he turns to me. 

"You don't understand"