Cry Wolf

Chapter Twenty - The Music

The Music

Abigail's POV

Blue.

Royal blue.

It surrounds me. I'm drowning in it. I don't fight or struggle. I let it pull me down. I need it, ache for it.

Then it shifts. Changes. The blue is gone and I'm in the library, running through shelves of books. There are so many. I'm looking for something. It's important and I have to find it. I run and I run but I can't find my way.

I hear my mothers voice calling to me...

The world flashes to black and I'm standing on an unfamiliar road in the dark. It winds through a forest of tall old trees. It's quiet, my heart beating loudly in my ears. A soft fog caresses the earth and the moon's light peeks through swaying branches.

There's someone walking towards me along the road. A shadow. It scares me but I'm frozen in place. I watch with fear stiffening my spine as the shadow draws near. It's steps into the moonlight and I see it's face. Her face.

I'm staring at myself.

I reach out and my image reaches out at the same time, mirroring my movements.

"Let me out," she whispers.

I don't understand what that means. I open my mouth to speak, but no sound will escape my throat.

She cocks her head and her features change. Her eyes turn completely white and her face twists into a sneer, baring sharp fangs at me. She's full of anger and hatred. I can feel it within myself.

"Let me out," she repeats, her voice disembodied and terrifying.

Wake up, Abby!

I jolt awake with a gasp, my wolf's voice still ringing in my head. My heart is racing and I'm disoriented. After a moment I blink rapidly and sit up. When I realize where I am my fear dissolves in an instant.

I'm in Liam's bed.

The memory of last night makes me groan both in embarrassment and remembered desire. I can't believe how I acted. Or how Liam acted. It was as if he couldn't resist me. And I became lost to him. I should be ashamed of the way I begged but I'm not. I saw the struggle in him, I know he wanted me too. And my pleading only seemed to excite him more.

I glance around, half expecting to see blue eyes staring at me, but instinctively I know Liam isn't here. I can feel that wrenching emptiness in my heart. Liam is far away from me.

Rubbing a hand over my chest I will the pain away. The sun is just peeking through the open windows and I have to get ready for school, but part of me wants to bury back into bed and never leave. Not until Liam comes back...

I can't let this pull I have towards Liam control my life. I have to be stronger than that.

With another groan I get up and make my way back to my bedroom. I don't see any werewolves along the way. It's strange. I expected with the pack arriving the mansion would be bustling with activity. But it seems just as quiet and empty as before.

After getting dressed I go down for breakfast. Foods already laid out on the table and Samuel is there speaking softly to Roland, who has a hard expression on his face.

"I won't," Roland growls.

"You have no choice," Samuel replies calmly.

Snatching up his jacket from the table Roland scoffs, "We'll see about that." He storms by me with a tight nod. I stare after him, it just seems so unusual for Roland to act that way.