06 ; come with us

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; IMOGENS POV

i woke up to a light flowing through the curtains, making me ball my fist and rub my eyes. roman wasn't in the bed, of course, being the mysterious little bitch he was.

i can't believe i've been in bed with someone i barely know for two days.

i sighed and squirmed out of the covers i didn't remember putting on myself, walking out of the bedroom.

i found roman reading something on the couch, which i didn't expect from someone like him.

"good morning." i said, making him look up. he laughed at my greeting.

"good morning? it's four pm." he chuckled, dog-earring his book and putting it on the coffee table.

"oh, shit. why didn't you wake me?" i asked, groaning and running my hand through my bedhead. "you looked like you were finally getting rest."

i didn't have the courage to sit on the couch next to him, so i just sat on the floor and put my head on my fist, of that resting on the table.

"hey, so- sorry about all those stupid comments i made about you, you know, after peter's shit." he told me.

"god, that just went over my head. i had a lot of things to worry about, definitely not including some snarky remarks." i chuckled.

"i just don't want you to think i didn't care. i cared, but i had a lot on my mind too."

we both nodded, and it was silent for a moment.

"peter & i are gonna try and figure this whole thing out, im gonna be heading over there in a little while, we're probably gonna grab something to eat, but if you want we can pick you up after we've talked." roman said.

"roman, i need to know what's going on, too." i said sadly.

"believe me, i want to tell you. but i can't without discussing it with peter first. i think it's a good idea that you know. you'll be safer that way.... but, i still can't." he sighed.

"i understand, i guess. kind of... not really, but, it's okay." i chuckled. "yeah, if you could pick me up after you're done, that'd be nice."

roman nodded. "you should eat anyway. you missed breakfast, most important meal of the day."

"i'll grab something." i started to get up, but he quickly stopped me. "no..... i mean... no. i'll- i'll grab it. just don't go in the fridge." he told me.

"why? worried i'll find out about your sweet tooth?" i teased.

he chuckled. "just let me grab it."

i sat back down and waved him on. "go ahead, then, if you want to so bad."

eventually, roman made me some pasta and put it in front of me, saying goodbye and heading out of the house.

after a few minutes, i felt a chill run through my body. i dropped the fork onto the plate and furrowed my eyebrows, looking around the room. it felt empty, but too empty. so empty i felt myself somehow being watched... almost like the exact spot a pair of eyes were placed on my body. my phone buzzed, making me squeak loudly and jump. it was just peter, asking if i was okay.

i told him i was just fine, and made sure my phone was on 'do not disturb' for a while. i sighed, running my hand through my hair. the feeling was gone, but i still felt heavily uncomfortable.

too quickly for my mind to process, the front door broke into pieces. an extremely large wolf emerged from the door she had broken. i screamed, jumping up and immediately running as fast as i could. i felt the claws loudly clicking with the hardwood floors right behind me. a hard bite was given to my leg, making me wail out- and fall to the ground. the thing jumped over me and bit my shoulder. hard. i kicked violently and tried as hard as i could to escape it's teeth, but to no avail. it clenched down on my arm and i felt the bones snap out of place. my vision was starting to go blurry, but quickly regained when another wolf quickly entered the room, tackling her off of me. they battled for a while, but the new one, the larger jet black one sunk its teeth in its skin, shaking it around like an extremely large ragdoll. but it didn't fucking die. how? it got up, hurt, and ran away.

i trembled with fear and tried to scoot away, but using my arm and leg made me sob out. i was surely going to die tonight.

the blood soaked wolf looked at me, familiar eyes making eye contact, but didn't dare to step closer. he ran out of the house after hearing a noise.

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