The Wolf Girl

Chapter Nineteen

Molly's POV {Two Weeks After The Bear Incident}

I wake up and immediately yawn. My muscles instantly disagree with the stretching movement that I begin to make, so I let my hands drop to the sheets. I don't open my eyes yet. I want to savor the feeling of sleep.

  I feel the sudden sensation of lips on my forehead. My eyes shoot open to see Zack, staggering backwards. Blush creeps to my cheeks and I shrink back into the corner.

  "What are you doing?" I hiss. He steps back again, and I hear his back connect with the wood of the cabin.

  "I-I just- you looked s-so peaceful, a-and I just-" he stammers, red rushing to his face. Why didn't I hear him coming?!

  "W-what the heck?" I exclaim. "Y-you don't just do that to someone. Especially w-when you know t-they can't stand you!"

"What's so wrong with a kiss on the forehead?" he mutters to himself, looking down at the floor.

"What's wrong with a kiss on the forehead?" I scream. "We met because you took Alex and I from our homes! Then, we ended up at a camp where we suddenly learned that we weren't even normal wolf people! We can't go home until we've trained for eight years. I didn't want to end up here in the first place. But guess what? We didn't get a choice. I don't like you. At all. Why would you do a thing like that when you know that I can't stand you?!" I huff, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Maybe I have feelings for you!" he shouts. He clamps a hand over his mouth.

Blood rushes to my cheeks, even though the statement is obvious because of his actions. "G-get out," I whisper harshly. "Go a-away. Don't come back. I'm coming to training when I'm ready."

"Molly," he starts sharply.

"Get out!" I exclaim, my blood boiling with anger. "Go! Get out of my cabin!"

He huffs before turning and walking out of the small cabin. I grab the pillow on my mattress and pull it to my face, letting out a scream of frustration. I hear a small tap on the window and find The Dreaming Wanderer standing there. She points to the lock on the window, and I stand, rushing over to the window and unlocking it. I push it open, and she jumps into the cabin.

  "I heard you screaming," The Dreaming Wanderer says softly. I sigh, looking at the ground.

  "Zack kissed me on the forehead, and I blew up," I explain in a whisper. "It was a good reason, though. He can't just do that when he knows I hate his guts!"

  "Something is wrong with him," The Dreaming Wanderer agrees. "It's something about him. I don't know exactly what it is yet, but I felt his... well, his interesting presence, to say the least."

  I stay silent, cradling my pillow close to me. "I just-" I start after a while. "For the love of the Ancestors, he ticks me off!" I angrily start rubbing my sapphire pendant, and Starlight pops out after a moment. I jump a bit, startled, and relax when I realize it's her.

  "Did you say he ticks you off?" Starlight squeaks skeptically. A light blush rises in my cheeks as I nod, wondering where she's going with this.

  "Do you have feelings for him?" Starlight asks teasingly. My face heats up quickly, and my muscles begin to tense up.

  "What makes you come t-to that assumption?" I demand.

  "Come on, it's obvious!" Starlight giggles. "You get angry with him easily- which may sound strange, but it happens sometimes- and you have taken a slight liking to him since he saved you from the bear!"

  "H-have not!" I argue, feeling like a child.

  "You know you like him, despite that dark aura!" I think back to when Starlight explained that she felt an aura around him. I had asked why she was telling me this, and she had said that it was somewhat dark. Then, she said it could just be negative emotion, so I didn't worry about the subject after that.

"I don't!" I exclaim, and even The Dreaming Wanderer begins to chuckle. "Come on, guys!" My face seems to melting from its heat, and I bury it into the cotton pillowcase. "I don't have feelings for him," I squeak into the pillow. "I've known him for two and a half weeks. The only reason I know him in the first place is because he kidnapped me!"

"I'm sorry this happened to you," The Dreaming Wanderer says solemnly.

"It's not your fault," I mumble. "I just want to go home."

"I know," she sighs. "But you don't exactly deserve this." I nod, unable to find the ability to speak again.

"I feel bad for saying this, but maybe you'll find love for him eventually," Starlight says seriously. My grip on the pillow tightens.

"N-no," I whisper. "I highly doubt that I will ever develop feelings for him. So, unless you can see into the future, don't give me that."

Starlight sighs, but she says nothing more.

I tuck my knees to my chest, tears stinging my eyes. Too many things are happening at once. My sore muscles can't take much more of this activity. I stay as still as possible, staring into space, questioning my current sanity.

Alex's POV

I watch Zack walk out of Molly's cabin, his head hanging low. I stand cautiously, grabbing my emerald pendant before slipping outside.

I follow Zack quietly for a while before clearing my throat. He turns to me urgently, his muscles tense, but he sees me and relaxes a bit.

"Is something wrong?" I ask, looking at his tear-stained cheeks.

"I messed up," he mutters, grabbing handfuls of his own hair and tugging at them in frustration.

"What happened?" I ask.

"I kissed her forehead," he sighs, blushing. "I thought she was asleep. But she was awake, and she blew up in my face because of it."

My muscles tense up. "You know how much she hates you. How do you take a risk like that?"

"I just did, okay? I told you I have feelings for her. Two weeks ago. I didn't think a little kiss would affect her this much."

"She was sensitive in the first place. This could tear her apart completely." I cover my face with my hands. "Just try not to talk to her. Don't bother her."

He nods and starts to walk off, but I stop him by calling his name. He turns back to me.

"Zack," I say firmly, looking right into his eyes, "if you end up with her and break her heart, you're gonna regret it." He nods slowly and starts walking again.
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  I've made an A/N about this in my book. I'm sorry that the plot is moving so fast. As I said, I've run out of build-up ideas. If it bothers you, I'm so sorry. (If you're like me, a plot like this would be pretty annoying.)
  Do you like the new format? I like this one better than the old one.
  Thanks for reading, and stay heavenly!
  ~Mabel