I awoke with a start. That nightmare has haunted me ever since I was kicked out of my home a few months ago. And each time I have that nightmare there is that boy..... He's always there and about to find me. Who is he.....? Is he really a Hunter? He looks too young. Agh! I hate mornings like this. My thoughts are already befuddled. Huh? You understand what I'm getting at? OK good. I'll continue then.
Now then. As you probably know, my name is Thorn and this story takes place as a teenage girl starting at age sixteen. I lived under the only stone bridge in the village because the wooden one leaks. I tried to sleep there one night and I woke up soaked and with a cold. Anyway, back on subject. I won't talk about my parents. They rejected me and my brother became a Hunter so I associate with none of them.
When I woke up I ate the bread I stole from a stand last night and washed my tanned face, my blue eyes shining inbthe sun. I yawned and packed up my belongings. I left the bridge and left the village. Why? I am considered a Demon in My village. I wanted to get as far away as I could before the priest sent his Hunters after me. I get halfway between my village and the neighboring village before I'm stopped; someone was following me.
I dropped my stuff and morphed into my Wolf growling a warning to my pursuer. He stepped out from behind a tree and I almost hit the ground; looking into my eyes unafraid is the very same boy who always almost finds me in my nightmares! What was he doing following me?
He flipped his golden blonde hair out of his face, his green orbs looking into my blue ones. He wore a black leather strip fashioned into a sexy choker with a rose in his hand with all the thorns cut off except one near the rose itself. He took a step forward and I took a step back, my tail straight up and bristled and my fangs bared. He only laughed. He LAUGHED!
"come on, Thorn. Cut the crap. Here." he sets the rose down and at that moment I notice he's carrying a backpack. I morph back cover myself with my coat, which I kept on top of my backpack for this exact occasion.
"how do you know my name? And what's with the backpack?"
"I see you've noticed I'm running away. You wouldn't understand; arranged marriage. And as for your name, well, I'm just special. I mean, with my "looks, how could I not be?"
OK. He was funny. I laughed and he smiled at me.
"I see you are too. Had enough of being the village Demon? Well, I'm done with the priest too. He and my mother have a thing. Talk about gross." he said as he walked toward me.
This time I stayed put till he helped me up. I put on my coat, him shielding his eyes. At least he's considerate. We walk into the next village and everyone is giving me weird looks. The boy walking with me saved me after awhile.
"what? Never seen a young woman in just a coat? She's with me."
They all sensed his power and left us alone. We found the inn and he bought a room for us to share. I was nervous and he sensed it.
"I'll go get some food. You may want to put on s one clothes. Especially when we leave tomorrow morning. I didn't like how some men looked at your body. I know you had it all covered but they still saw ur figure. It's rare, it's desirable. They may not hesitate to take it by force."
And with that he walked out and closed the door. I just stood there open mouthed. Was he just claiming me as his? Or was he actually concerned. At that moment I realized I spend all day walking through this village with him getting supplies and I didn't even know his name! I quickly dress in an oversized tank top. He came back and silently closed the door. He leaned against the wall watching me with a smile on his face. As soon I turn around I squeak and fall onto the bed. He smirks and walks over stands at the side of the bed between my legs. I blush hard. That only made him smirk and bend over so he's over me.I plant my hands on his chest. Holy crap! He's built! I blush more and he chuckles.
"The name's Senji. And you are adorable when you're like this. I could so bed you with no regrets. But I won't unless you beg." he said winking and he places a gentle kiss on my neck.
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FantasyI'm all alone, rejected by my own family merely for being different. My village calls me a Demon. My family calls me a freak. Only one person understands what I am, but he is halfway across the globe. After after being kicked out by my father, I le...