Willow's POV
“Willow!” Jerold screamed as I was grabbed.
“Jerold!” I cried.
“Shut up!” Someone growled in my ear.
“Ouch!” I said cringing downward.
“Shifter! Let her go,” Jerold demanded.
“Nope,” the guy said.
“Jerold, you listen to me! Inform anyone who asks that I got a call about a friend and had to leave suddenly but I’ll be back in time for my ball. Do you hear me? Tell them what I told you! Nothing more, nothing less. Tell me you understand!” I said frantically, fighting against the man behind me.
“Willow,” Jerold tried.
“Do you understand?!” I screamed.
“I-I-I do,” he nodded.
“Good,” I sighed and relaxed. “Now go,” I said pointing to the horse.
“You’ll be okay, right?” he asked.
“I don’t know. But, let’s hope so,” I admitted.
“That’s a good girl,” the man said.
“Go Jerold. They’ll start to worry if you don’t show up,” I said. Jerold nodded and left me with the guy.
“Is he okay?” the guy asked tightening his grip on me.
“Who?” I asked.
“Noah,” he replied.
“Wait, who are you?” I asked.
“A good friend of Noah’s, that’s who,” he replied.
“Well, I like to know who I’m talking-“ I started. He hit me on the head with something, knocking me out.
I woke up without opening my eyes. I tried to get a sense of where I was. Through the air I felt the static waves of radios or walkie talkies vibrating through the air. Someone was in the room with me. We were in a, um, stone castle. Most likely Turenzon since my captor was a shifter.
“I know you’re awake,” the man sighed. I opened my eyes and tried to sit up.
“Ah!” I cried falling back. My head felt twenty pounds heavier than normal. My stomach was bruised, and my hair in the back felt sticky.
“You okay?” the guy asked coming towards me. It was the same guy who attacked me.
“You stay the fuck away from me!” I cried.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he replied taking another step.
“Stay there,” I growled.
“Willow.” He muttered.
“You know my name, now I want to know yours,” I sighed.
“Jonas, I’m Noah’s best friend,” he replied.
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My Life as a Fairytale Creature
Fantasy"Who are you?" I asked wrapping my arms over my chest. "The name is Noah. Prince Noah, if you'd like," he smiled. "Pleasure," I said sarcastically. "What about you, Willow, who are you?" he asked. "I'm Willow," I replied. "I got that much."...
