His Control

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run! Noel's mind spun as she ran deep into the dark woods. She turned her head and looked behind her. She was slowly loosing breath. She knew he was close, she could smell him, his dark woodsy smell made her tingle inside. Noel quickly shook the fantasy out of her mind and slowed her pace as she hid behind a huge, towering tree. Her back pressed against the hard, poky bark. She covered her mouth with her hand as she heard a loud snap. She turned her head slightly to see what was going on behind her. And even before she could take one tiny glance, a bag was thrown over her head and her whole world went black. 

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Twenty four year old, Nic Franco, shook his head as he carried the helpless woman's body out of the woods and to his truck. Dumb human. He tossed the dainty girl into his truck and slammed the door shut. He stalked his way over to his side of the bright orange truck and slid in. Nic took one look at the girl and scold. She wouldn't be in this mess if you didn't stick her nose in someone else's business. Now, she had to be taken to the authorities. He started his truck and put it in gear. He sped off in the opposite direction with music blaring from his speakers. 

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Nic opened his little shacks door with the girl dangled on his shoulder. He led her into his bedroom and locked the door. He literally dropped her onto his bed. He grabbed the pixie dust from his dresser and opened the little package it was in. He took a pinch of the golden magic and sprinkled it on the lifeless girl. He pulled the brown bag off her head and laid it on the desk on the side of his bed, along with the mini bag of pixie dust. He watched as they beauty on his bed slowly woke up. Her big, innocent, chocolate brown eyes fluttered open and stared into the dark of the room. 

"Where am I?" She asked as she sat up. Memories must have flooded her mind because her eyes grew big and filled with fear as she glared up at Nic. He smiled in satisfaction. Good, she should be scared. "Who are you?" She asked, fear dripping from her voice. Derek laid his hands on both sides of her and looked deeply into her eyes. 

"You know who I am." He growled. He leaned forward and caught her scent. It through him off guard for a moment. She smelled of lavender and honey. He pulled away and glared into her eyes. 

"No I don't." She told him while slowly pulling back from him. Nic only pushed himself towards her. "I r-re-really do-don't." She hiccuped. Oh, no. Nic frowned as he saw tears fill her eyes. "Please let me go." A single tear slipped down her cheek. Nic's frown deepened. Who does she think shes messing with? 

"Don't act like you don't. I saw you that night, doll." He growled. Her eyes showed even more fear. "Now, tell me how you found us out, or I will beat it out of you." 

"Please don't hurt me!"

"Then tell me!" Nic yelled. The girl shrieked then burst into a fit off sobs. Nic sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "Fine. If you aren't going to tell me, then I hope you're comfortable, because you're going to be staying here awhile." With that, Nic stood and walked out of the room, slamming it shut and locking it on the way. 

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Noel shuddered as the door slammed shut. What had she gotten herself into? She did know what he was, but not who he is. He was a deadly animal. Literally. He was a werewolf! Noel sunk deep into the pillows on the bed and felt more tears from in her eyes. She quickly his her already wet face in her hands and sobbed. The tears slipped through her fingers and on top the white blankets in front of her. It wasn't her fault her friend told her that night that, that was were they were supposed to meet!