Hunt For the gifted Few- On Hold

7. Bitten by a Wolf

Alison

We had just left the common room when Layla stormed off on me after our little disagreement. Now I'm wandering the halls trying to get back to my room, which so far has proven to be difficult even with the map. I wander for what feels like hours and seem to make little to no progress. I keep walking until I eventually realise that I have passed the same painting about 50 times already. Sighing, I go over to the wall and slump to the ground. This is useless, I think to my self. I close my eyes imagining I'm somewhere else, someone else to be exact. I imagine going to the beach with my family, hanging out with friends, even having a boyfriend. Then I hear the faint sound of foot steps. My eyes fly open and I jump to my feet. I stare at the place where I anticipate someone will round the corner. I wait and wait. And out of all the werewolves in the pack the one wolf I'm not supposed to talk to arrives.

The looks at me, meeting my eyes. A slight shiver runs down my spine. He starts moving towards me a smile creeping into his face but it was full of regret. Confused I start to back up but very soon my back is pressed up against the wall. I feel my whole body tense, there was nowhere to go. I look up and meet his eyes again for a split second before he suddenly lunged forward.

He shifted to a wolf in midair. I felt his claws dig into my shoulders and his teeth sink into my neck. I hear a distressed scream then realise it's mine. My body goes numb and I feel disconcerted, watching now from a third person view. I watch as my body sinks to the ground and blood seeps through my clothes. I then feel as if I'm in the middle of a warm lifeless ocean, where I could either sink to my death, silently and peacefully or struggle on the surface and wait for someone to save me. I begin struggling but within a few second give up. I feel myself slowly sink down lower... and lower... until I am suddenly grabbed from above and lifted out of the water.

Behind my closed eyelids I can feel the presence of another being on the room. I can tell they are saying something but I can't make out what it is. There's a dull pain in my shoulders and I can vaguely remember what happened.

"Hey...hey are you ok? Please don't be dead. Come on wake up!"

I stir slightly slowly opening my eyes to... HIM! I gasp, jumping back in surprise only to bash my head on a wall and knock myself out cold.

I come back into consciousness after what felt like hours. Remembering what happens last time I opens my eyes the tinniest bit looking through my lashes. Looking around as inconspicuously as I could and took in my surroundings. Turning to the left I could tell I was back on my room. My bag was unpacked and looked exactly as it had when I left. Then turning to the other side I saw an empty chair. Good, I thought, he's gone. I slowly got out of the bed, feeling slightly dizzy I grabbed onto the end of the bed. Bad idea. A sharp pain shot through my arm, right as the door opens and he walked in. My arm must be broken because I suddenly find myself plummeting towards the ground. I shut my eyes bracing myself for the impact but just before I hit the ground I feel a strong pair of arms catch me and pull me back into an upright position. I look up meeting Jacobs eyes but they give away nothing, no emotions whatsoever. Layla was right, cold as ice. It's crazy to think that only a few day ago I was back in my home village with my mother and my friends, living an average life.

And how exactly did you get into this situation? Said a little voice in my head, Oh yeah I remember, he bit you!

Then once again, I blacked out.