Howler

Chapter XXIV

Hours later we were sitting in our pyjamas and laughing watching Gilmore girls. After the whole Hem misunderstanding was forgotten Evie was gushing about how sweet he was and how he hadn't marked her yet but wanted to soon. It did pose the question how I was supposed to be marked? I mean I could technically mark Harry that wouldn't be an issue but it was certainly unheard of. I did end up telling Evie that Harry did kiss me on homecoming and he did tell me he chose me over Tia which sent Evie squealing and jumping around her bedroom.

Eventually we both fell asleep at about 1am which we would pay for tomorrow since it was werewolf training time.

"Abby" that voice, I knew that voice. "Wake up" I shot up quickly and checked to see if it was Evie speaking but she was sound asleep. "Abigail..." that chilling voice I knew who it was. The wolf. "Follow my voice Abigail or someone will die tonight" that voice it chilled me to the bone but I complied.

Pulling on a pair of shoes I tiptoed down the stairs and walked outside. "Come and get me your highness" I turned around because the voice felt like it was close, like it was behind me. "Come on, let's play a game Abigail" I began to sprint the voice was taking me somewhere and I couldn't run fast enough, I was about to shift when the voice stopped me "don't, or it's your neck that gets snapped" I refrained and maintained my human form.

I followed the voice as it taunted but I couldn't understand, where was he? I kept looking around hoping to see the dark figure of a wolf or the bright blue eyes. Even the faint outline of a person would have been enough. "Where are you?" I whispered "I'm everywhere and nowhere but that what's makes this fun" he chuckled and it sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

Loud and crippling.

I kept going for awhile and his radio silence put me on edge. "Stop" I did as I was told and I found myself in front of a house - one I didn't recognise. It was white with black shutters and matching door and nothing about it struck as familiar until I saw the car in the driveway. The red pick up truck which was fading as chipped I knew it automatically: This was the Grace's house.

"Why here?"
"Come around the side, second window" What was he playing at? The house was single storey so the windows were almost at my level. The second window was open and the curtains were pushed to one side. Inside was someone sleeping and as I peeked in I could see Harry sleeping soundly, shirtless I may add. "Why am I here?"
"To see me" that was a real voice not just one in my head. As I focused I could see him, the figure moving in the window and something caught my eye:

The glint of a knife.

I gasped and it came out choked and shallow. "See how easy it is for me to get close? You thought you could protect them, you thought I'd never find him because he's human but Abigail I can find anything I want. We are hunters and we don't loose sight of the prey until it's dead" he approached Harry a murderous look now forming in his eyes.

"NO!" I screamed and then Harry shot up quickly and just as quickly as he awoke, the mysterious wolf was gone. "Abby?" Harry had spotted me at his window and I did what any normal person would do in this situation: I ran.  I didn't get far down the street before I Harry caught up to me. I could have gone faster but maybe part of me wanted him to catch up.

"Oh Harry fancy seeing you here... at nearly 1:30 in the morning" god I was seriously so idiotic. He stood there in nothing but a pair of red track pants arms crossed, he looked annoyed. "What the hell!? I find you in front of my window looking like you've seen a goddamn ghost, what's the matter with you?" I could tell him, I could shift now, get this over with. Tell him my secret and get it over with.

Just do it my conscience whispered.

"Uhhhh" and of course I did what only rational human/ werewolf would do : I kissed him. I was doing partly to distract him but the other part was because I was relieved, for the split moment when that murderous bastard held the knife I felt more pain than I did that night he slept with Tia because I would have to know a life without Harrison Grace.

"Abby..." he pulled me closer and his hand happened to graze where one of my deep gashes ran and I hissed in pain. "Abby are you alright?" I nodded but I was lying, he had grazed the part of my stomach which had a deep gash that ran from my belly button to my shoulder blade. "I'm fine" but to be the pained look in my face probably gave it away. "Lift up your shirt"
"I beg you pardon?" He couldn't be serious but he crossed his arms and he gestured to the hem of my long sleeved sweatshirt which I had began to wear to bed because it covered the scratches. "Harry no"
"Do it or I will" wordlessly I lifted up my sweater and he gasped, they probably looked pretty bad still.

"What happened to you?"

"Trust me Harrison, it's too early for you to know that yet" he looked at me confused but he let it go once he realised I wasn't going to tell him. So he walked me back to Evie's wordlessly but now I had a lot more to think about.

How could I keep Harry safe when I was basically fighting a shadow?