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One secret, one curse, is enough to change everything. Everything she knew, everything she thought she understood, became nothing, twisting into an ultimate heap of confusion. He is after her, the one that has...
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Alakade's POV
I down the drink in front of me, the conversation from earlier still leaving me heated. I stand from the bar stool, scooting it closer to the counter, the stool making an unsettling sound against the concrete floors of the run-down bar at the shady side of town.
This is normally where I go when I need to create a plan for Athen, this is getting too extreme and I have a feeling I was too late to save her from the curse, if what she said was true earlier about not remembering a thing about what happened, then I can only assume that my speculations are correct, though that's my fear, that they are correct. I don't want them to be, I don't want her to have to live a painful life, she doesn't deserve it.
I walk out of the bar, after tipping the bartender. I thrust a hand through my messy blonde locks, making my way down the eerie road I used to find enjoyment in, freedom in. Roaming around at night used to be a thing I would do every night, be free to be who I was, who I am: A black beast. Back at my old home, they used to call me White Thorn, though I don't exactly know why, they called me it ever since I was a child, and it sort of stuck.
I pass a group of men - around their mid-twenties - who's faces are lit up by the butts of their cigarettes, smoke clouding around their heads, then slowly dissolving into the air. They all watch me as I walk by, curious yet afraid, for everyone on this side of town knows who I am, what I am, and I don't care if they know or not, as long as my name sparks fear within them, I'm satisfied.
Within minutes, I'm out of Vinegar Hill and now striding along a crowded highway. Being that I have no car, I'm forced to take the journey from place A to place B on foot.
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crossing paths with the last neighborhood, I walk straight. The street completely empty, no one around, no sound, at all. The air I breathe becomes visible with every exhale, and I watch as it disappears. I kick at the rocks and small gravel pieces that litter the ground.
I jaunt forward a few more steps, and that's when I hear it, the deafening screams of panic, terror, and pure horror. My hands involuntarily shoot to my ears, and my eyes dart in every direction, until they land in one place, though I didn't even notice I was in this neighborhood. My eyes land and narrow on her house, Vivian's house.
Without a second thought, I start at a bolting dash towards her house, climbing the porch steps and opening the door with the spare key I stole to make sure Adrian couldn't. I stride up the stairs, the screams never stopping, and the closer I get, the more I realize that it is her, Vivian, screaming in agony.
I rush through the door of her room, where I find her doubled over with her friend Aubrey stoned to the bone with fear, her eyes dilating with every second. her eyelids twitch with every crack of Vivian's bones. And for every crack, there was a scream, and for every sizzling sound, there was a howl.
And it's only now that I realize her window is fully open, moonlight pouring in. I dash to it, closing the window and drawing the curtains closed, though I'm too late, for low growls coming from behind me. I pivot slowly on my foot, and my eyes flicker to a small-bodied figure standing on four legs, a light grey hide covering the entire body.
Vivian growls so low, so brooding to Aubrey, who's eyes gradually get bigger, her mouth widening, ready to release a scream. I rush behind her, wrapping my hand around her mouth before she lets it out, for Vivian is in a beast mode, one more deadly than I've ever encountered and if she were to scream, she'd be dead within seconds and never even know what hit her.
A sudden pang in my chest hits hard, for the sole fact of knowing I was too late, and my fear being real, for my hypothesis to be correct. Athen has completed step one, and now he's ready for two. My eyes stay trained on Vivian.
"You need to leave," I convey, my rasp voice making Aubrey flinch.
"I can't," she shakes her head, though her speech is muffled form my hand. Out of nowhere, a force so strong comes crashing into Aubrey and I, causing us to topple to the ground.
"You need to go, now!" I yell this time, more demanding.
"I can't! What about Vivian?!"
"I'll handle it! You need to go!" Just as the last words leave my mouth, Vivian or should I say the wolf crashes into my chest, almost knocking the wind from my diaphragm. At the sight of this, Aubrey runs down the stairs. In an attempt to stop the creature, I roll over so now I'm holding it down. It thrashes and claws, while I dodge their sharp claws on their paws.
The wolf manages to kick me off, and my body goes tumbling backward. I watch as it gets back on its legs, giving me a stare down, I do the same, staring into the grayish charcoal eyes I always knew to belong to Vivian, that is at this point gone. This monster has taken over, and I have no idea how to stop it, for she is now a cursed wolf, one of the three Werewolf types known to exist, and unfortunately, she's now one of the deadliest. _______________
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