Run

19

Needless to say, Julius and I didn't talk that much after that. Not when we were brought by a mysterious van that picked us up from the airport, not when we were dropped off at some random deserted road and were walking through the woods. Not even when we found an opening at the said woods and I discovered what I can only describe to be a bustling village.

Well, I felt almost inclined to talk then. But even my curiosity couldn't overthrow the feeling of not wanting to talk to him. My wolf, however, could severely differ.

I knew it was childish, and it isn't his fault for being so handso- actually he is to blame! Who asked him to be so beautiful.

People were walking around talking and laughing. The slow gradual incline of the land made our upward climb bearable for me. I don't think any humans would venture this far out.

The place looked like those old television shows where they show a bunch of huts and merchants selling their goods, only this was more abundant with young people and children running around. Here and there I could see a few adults walking around too.

"Hi Julius!" Some girl screams.

My head whips to the sound. Julius turns too. A very pretty girl, like one of the Regina George's of my class, was waving like a maniac as we approach the village. Julius waves to her and yells back her name, laughing and waving. Becky. 

My face heats up as I imagined the type of person Becky is. A diva who picks on girls not as 'cool' as them.

To be completely fair, I knew I shouldn't stereotype her because of the way she looks and talks. Just because she is way, way, way more prettier than me and her voice was high and nasally doesn't mean she's as wicked as the Regina Georges in my old school.

However, knowing what's right doesn't neccessarily change the way I feel about her. My wolf growls in my head as she thinks of different ways she could tear Becky apart.

Ray pushes forward in my mind, trying to get out. The way Becky looks at Julius causes a growl to escape my lips. First the airport lady now some werewolf girl.

There were other girls that quickly joined her, giggling and squealing. Hmm. My head snaps towards Julius. Mr Popular. He grins back at them, a complete 180 from the way he's been with me throughout the journey here. Was it my fault? That was besides the point.

I felt very uncomfortable as they slowly shifted their gaze to look at me. And it wasn't because they were judging me. Oh boy were they judging me. I felt a wave of.. something that exuded energy from them as they realised there was someone next to their precious Julius.

It rang a bell in my head about something Alex taught me. I realised they had an aura about them that made me feel this way. 'Werewolves can sense other werewolves auras easily. It can be blocked, but it needs to be learnt.'

Huh.

I looked at Jasmine and I realised she, unlike the group of girls, didn't have that type of aura towards me. In fact, hers was so mellow and chill that I hardly picked it up until I searched for it now.

I now know how it literally feels like to not be wanted.

Julius notices their attention on me and takes my hand. This, surprise surprise, causes the girls' hostility to increase tenfold. Many glared at me almost menacingly.

Instinctually, my wolf pushes off something equally if not more menacing. I keep myself from shuddering. I've never felt power like this before.

They seem to sense it too and shifted ever so slightly into more defensive stances. They think they can take us. I realised. And with such a big group, they probably could.