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Chapter three

After Taehyung left I decided to take him up on his advice and take a shower. Who knew when I would have another chance to wash myself again once I leave this place. The hot water felt good on my skin as I splashed away all the dirt. The steam spraying my face and the soap, making my skin smell good.

Thirty minutes later I emerged from the shower and changed into some of Taehyung clothes, like he suggested. They were a little big on me, but I didn't mind since they were more comfortable compared to my other ones, which smelled like wet dog. I didn't bother to set my dirty clothes anywhere else except the floor of Taehyung's room as I began to walk down the hallway and into the kitchen. I opens some drawers and cabinets until I found a plastic bag. I began to stuff some food into it. Anything that wouldn't go bad in a few weeks I took. Surely Taehyung wouldn't mind right? It's not like he's on the run or anything. Once I was settled I made sure I had the pepper spray in my pocket and walked out the door. I decided to leave immediately, since if he came home for any reason I would be long gone and he wouldn't be able to track me. It would be safer this way too.

Even though it was cold I didn't mind, as long as it didn't start raining I was fine. The sun poured into my skin as I walked down the unfamiliar road, the little warmth wrapping around me like a blanket and I began to feel more relaxed minute by minute as I surrounded myself with nature. Where should I go? I casually looked around, the bag with all my food in it rested loosely around my wrist and I swung it lightly. The farther I go from our pack's territory the better, so I would keep with my previous plan to go as far west as possible.

It was a few hours later that my mind only began to think of Taehyung. The wind brushed my face as I remembered how a human had actually helped me. Now that I think about it...would he be mad I left without a word? I thought about for a minute. I don't think so? It's not like we're imprinted or anything. Why would he care if the stranger he picked off on the street decided to leave? It would be better for him anyway. I shrugged the thoughts I had off and continued to walk down the street road. Even if he did want me to come back it's not possible, he can't track me.

Taehyung's POV

I threw my pencil down and gave a heavy sigh as I finally finished my report for our company. It had taken me hours, but it was done. Papers were sprawled all across my desk and my coffee I got this morning was cold since I was to busy to drink any of it. I slumped back in my chair and rubbed my cramped neck. Out of the corner of my eye I looked at the clock at realized it was already time for me go home. I stretched out my arms and started to pack up quickly. I wanted to get home to see if Giala was still there. I had been having anxiety about her leaving all day and it was frustrating.

"You leaving Tae?" I heard someone yell as I got up. I looked to the right and saw Namjoon walking towards me. "Ya, I need to check on something at home." I said, giving him a smile. "Ok, mind if the guys come over later then? Everyone is stressed about the Company Christmas party coming up and just needs to relax a bit."

"Sorry, not tonight, I'm busy." I answer swiftly.

"What are you doing?" Namjoon asked, surprised since he knows I don't really go out with anyone else but him, the guys and like one other person

"Um, I'm just busy ok?" I say back again, trying to get out. Namjoon rolls his eyes and puts out his arm, making me stop abruptly. "Not so fast. Is there something you're not telling me? Are you going out with her again? That's like the third time this week you know." I shake my head confidently in response. Namjoon looks me in the eye for a minute, eyeing me down before finally restricting his arm to let me pass. "Ok, but before I forget you left your moon ring at my house yesterday before you went home." Namjoon quickly took out the small ring from his shirt pocket and gave it to me. "Thanks, but I have an extra at my house." I said as I casually stuffed in my pant pocket. "You should of kept it for yourself since you're always breaking things." Namjoon shrugged. "Maybe next time I will." He said, giving me a smile. I laughed at how casual he was that he was clumsy enough to break almost everything he touched and nodded back. "Ok. I really need to go now, so see you tomorrow." "Ya, ok. See you tomorrow." With that I walked out of the building and down the road where my car was parked.

When I walked into my apartment I set my keys down, making an echoing sound through out the room. It was really quiet which made me nervous. That's weird. I would of thought she would be watching tv. I strolled down the hallway and knocked on the spare room door. "Giala?" I asked. No answer, "Giala?" I asked again, louder this time. Still no answer. "I'm coming in." I finally send, opening the door opens little. I walked in, peering around the room and found that there was no trace of her anywhere. "Where did she go?" I mumbled, looking around the room again. There's was nothing I could use to track her. I walked out and into my room, finding the pile of her clothes on the floor and my closet door opened. I bent down and clutched her shirt in my hand. I brung it to my nose and sniffed it. "Smells like her." I mumbled, standing up. I sniffed the air, trying to find the trail she left behind. "It's getting colder outside and I doubt that she was dressed right. Where's my coat?" I whispered to myself as I rummaged through my closet, as I looked for the old long coat I had. I finally pulled it out and walked towards the door. When I passed the mirror in the bathroom I halted and walked into the room. I looked into the mirror for a minute and set down the jacket on the counter. I was suddenly curious abOut something and I took a deep breath as I lifted up my sleeve, revealing a tattoo the size of my hand. It was a simple design of thin lines that swirled around in almost a ball and then sprouted on each side, wrapping around my upper arm. "I thought so." I mumbled, taking a deep breath again and pulling down my sleeve again. I had been imprinted. The first time I saw her, I bet I had been. I had already known by the way she looked that she was a werewolf, but I just assumed that I wanted to help her from the kindness of my heart. Maybe it was a mixture of both? I grabbed the jacked again and walked out of the house and down the street, sniffing the air so I wouldn't lose her trail. The wind started to pick up and crash onto my face as I walked, looking down every street and ally I came across. I peered up at the sky once I got a chance and saw dark clouds roll in. There's a storm coming.... I quicken my pace and started to run down the street, darting my eyes back and forth, looking to find a girl with sweat pants and I baggy shirt on.

Giala POV

"I think I'm back where I started?" I mumbled annoyed as I looked at the street I passed two hours ago. "Great...." I rolled my eyes and kept walking. "My brothers going to find me if I don't get away from here soon." To make it worse it was getting really cold outside and I could smell rain coming. Just as I thought that I felt the start of water touch my face and I looked up to the fury of raindrops that started to rapidly pelt my face. Just great.....  I walked on still, shivering from the cold rain hitting me and wrapped my arms around myself.

Taehyung POV

"Giala!" I yelled. "Giala!" The rain poured down on me and soaked my clothes. My hair was drenched and hung on my forehead. I licked my lips and blinked a few times to get the water out of the way. "Giala!" I yelled again. People who were on the streets looked at me weird as they huddled under their umbrella, as I ran past them. Was I the only one that didn't know it was supposed to rain? I'm an idiot. I ran past a few more streets, trying to pick up the trail again, but the rain was quickly washing away the scent. I suddenly stopped in my tracks and backed up a little as I looked at the back of a girl, shivering like crazy as she wrapped her arms around herself. A small bag hung around her wrist and she was wearing the same sweatpants and shirt I had. Finally! I mentally shouted. I changed my direction and headed towards her.

Giala's POV

I'm so lost..... I sighed heavily as I tightened my grip around my arms. I could really use a coat right now.....why didn't I take one? As the rain kept pouring down on me I suddenly felt something being placed on my shoulders and I frantically backed away, thinking it was a stalker and screamed. "Woah, calm down." The familiar deep voice said. Surprised, I looked back and saw Taehyung standing there. He was breathing heavy and his clothes were hugging his body, dripping water. His hair was darken and was sticking to his face like glue and in his two hands he was holding a jacket.

"Taehyung.... What are you doing here?" I asked, my eyes looking at his miserable state.