Chapter twelve
***Alex POV***
Alex sauntered back to his room where Sky was waiting for him. When he walked in she was laying on his poster bed seductively.
She looked up at him innocently, "I thought you'd never come back." She purred.
A cocky smile formed on Alex's lips. "I couldn't just leave you here by yourself, looking sexy as hell now could I?"
Sky grinned brightly at him and jumped up and kneeled on the bed infront of him trailing her finger down his chest and pulling him closer to her.
"Now let's finish what we started shall we?" Sky whispered.
"I alway finish what I start." Alex spoke softly stroking her chin
***Sams POV***
Sam strolled around looking for food feeling quite famished and stress free.
It took her at least ten minutes to find the kitchen. She popped open the fridge seeing if there was any snacks she didn't have to actually make herself.
There was no luck in the fridge so she tried the cupboard. Only to find a bag of Doritoes or microwave popcorn.
She choice the popcorn and grabbed a cranberry juice box out of the fridge. Just as she was throwing the bag of corn in the microwave Cy walked in with a tired look on his face and a grim expression. Sam's heart skipped a beat. His hair was no longer greasy from the sweat. Instead it was shiny and curls stuck out giving him a sexy, rugged look. He was wearing a red t-shirt and blue jeans. She quickly looked away.
"Your looking better than ever." Sam exclaimed sarcastically but truthfully.
Cy shot a smug look at her, "If you want to win gold stars with me that's not the way to flatter your best friend."
"Good because I wasn't trying too. What happened?" She asked. She turned back to him. And added casually, "You look like hell came and pooped all over you."
"No sleep and your boyfriend. That's what happened." He growled, his dark eyes flashing.
"Uhm, okay. What happened?" Sam dared to ask.
"Nothing! I don't want to talk about it."
"Okay that's fine.."
"I cannot believe that guy! I thought he was a nice guy but you know what he's kind of a jack ass!" Cy yells.
"Okay, I-"
"I don't understand! What do you see in that guy. Really he's a jerk and he has the balls, the nerve to come up to me and give me hell for something I can't even control."
"He what?"
"I mean I can't help it if I turn into a wolf and it's not like I forced you to come with me. You were being a good friend! But no now this is my fault!" Cy complained loudly. His teeth bearing in frustration.
"I don't understand what's happening here." Sam said slowly confused.
"What did you tell him?" Cy asked his eyes wide as he tried to understand Darrens sudden out burst.
"I didn't say anything. I swear. I don't know how he knows. It makes no sense to me." Sam saids shrugging, while poking a straw threw her juice box.
Cyron stared at her juice box. His eyes glazing over with deep thought. Sam tried to desiphure what was really going on with thoughs two.
"Cy...?" Sam asked concerned. He snaps his head up. She studied his face, trying to look for answers for the unspoken question. He grunted something and left without another word. Sam watched him leave with confusion.
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The last Soul Snatcher
Ficção AdolescenteSamantha Perry is sixteen years old and a typical teenager. With friends, good grades and a family who loves her unconditionally. But Sam soon finds herself introduced into a twisted world of the Monsters who want to help her and the Mutants who wan...
