The rain fell and the wind dragged my long silky black fur. My eyes glowed a deep red. I will never see my pack again, my father. I wished it didn't have to be this way. I wished life was normal. That the world wasn't full of powerful and corrupted creature. The world was full of pity. My father was right. If it didn't then we could of had a normal life. My father wouldn't be so angry, my mother could of still had been alive. But that was how it was. I knew that deep within the trenches of my soul.
Mud cling to my legs. The mist grew in the forest. I then found my clothes drenched on a bush and I slowed down and I shivered back into a human. Mud was all over my body. I put on my soaking wet clothes. I winced at the coldness filling my body. I got up and slowly walked to the lake.
The Storm quickly washed away the mud from my body. It took a few minutes to get to the lake as a human. Then I saw him. Across the flooding lake. His eyes a glittering gold. A angel...my angel. I felt hope. Hope that I wouldn't be alone in this dark hour. I blinked and he was gone from where he stood. "Jamie." He whispered.
he put his arms around me from behind I felt the feeling again. I was relieved of the stress put upon my shoulders
The world of darkness slowly turning into light. The world slowly rising before my eyes. My heart, my soul, everything rising as I held him. He grabbed me by the hips and I held him tightly. "We are getting out of here." He whispered.
I nodded and heard the werewolves in the distance howl. I was no longer under their control, I was no longer in their pack. But I knew deep inside the last of my fathers soul he wanted me to run away. Away from my corrupted future, away from everything I knew just to not feel that pain that my father felt.My father was token by nature. He was a werewolf and he couldn't run away from his birthright. Just how I knew he never wanted me to have the same fate as his was a mystery.
I was now a lone wolf...a lone wolf with a mysterious creature that I suddenly fell in love with. The world turned into a blur. Colors misshapen and the wind blowing fast through my hair. I then closed my eyes and put my head against his cold chest.
I felt the wind stopand abruptly I smashed into the ground. I could hear him crashing too. I could feel the cracking of my bones trying to refix themself and I felt the horrible pain that came with it. I pulled my hands into fist and I screamed to the pain. it then stopped.
I rested there for a minute on the rocky ground. I slowly opened my eyes. I landed on blackened rocks. In the back ground there were blue mountains. I knew they were mountains. I came back to a memory of my mother telling me stories as we walked down the rocky path. "In the west of Ero there is great black mountains. I always wanted to visit them, it is where the great griffins sour and the mountains are beautiful as the sun rises and falls." The black mountains. I thought.
I slowly got up. I realized the blood covering my shirt and saw Josh lying on the ground, blood staining the black rocks. "Josh!" I shouted. I ran over to him. I softly rolled him on his back. I saw the blood dripping from his scars. It should of stopped. Why is he still bleeding? He then woke up. He saw the blood on his chest and winced. "It's ok!" I shouted. "I know how to fix this. All I need is webs to stitch your wounds up." He nodded. His face frozen in pain and his eyes glowing a deep gold.
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Wind of The Night | BoR Love Story
RomanceOne beautiful night A teenage girl finds a mysterious boy in the forest. Then she slowly finds out she is falling in love with him... 🌑My very first book on Wattpad🌕 🌙Also my most read book of 2017🌙 This story is part of the break of radiance u...