"Wake up you freak" I felt something kick my shin.
I awoke with my eyes shot wide open. I could see that I was no longer in the woods but I was lying on a cold and hard concrete floor.
My vision was blurry and my face felt numb.
Where was I? I got dragged into the werewolf den didn't I?
"Are there more of you? Where the hell did you come from?" I can hear a male voice speak out.
"There are no more, just me" I said in pain clutching my stomach.
The stench of werewolves was not pleasant. It wasn't bad like described in books but it's was a smell stronger than a dog.
With so much pain, I manage to get up but only to be pressed down on the floor once again.
"Don't you dare try to attack us you creature!" The man that stepped on me said.
"Careful Cole, she is a monster but still a women" said one of the voices.
"Lee, this thing ain't no women, though she does have quite the figure of one." I could hear one of the them say.
I was disgusted. What did he mean by that?
"She does got hell of a pretty face, too bad she whatever the hell she is and covered in blood, huge turn off" I could another voice say.
It felt like it went on for hours. The wolves dared me to do something and kicked me.
I was too weak.
If only I would heal. I did not break my leg. The fall was just too high, just making them sore.
They were acting like kids poking a worm.
Suddenly one of the wolves picked me up by my shoulder.
I winced.
"What shall we do with her now?"
I can see their faces now.
They were tan. Beautiful as a matter of fact.just smelly.
There were three main taunting me.
"Well we have never seen anything like this before." I see the tan dirty blonde boy with bright blue eyes say that was gripping my shoulders.
I couldn't move.
"Should we report it to the alpha? I mean we can just kill her right? What's the point, she is just a weakling Cole" said the other brown headed boy to the blonde boy that was hurting my shoulder.
Suddenly I felt something. It must have been adrenaline.
Suddenly I grabbed Cole's hand and squeezed it hard.
"What the fuck! You bitch" I can hear him say.
I manage to get out of his grip and with all of the strength I had left, I pushed back the other wolves.
I ran up the stairs and almost out the door. Almost, But I didn't make it out the door.
Something grabbed me and no matter how hard I tried pushing this one away, he wouldn't let go.
"Don't try to run. You won't escape"
I looked at his eyes and they were bright gold that went along with his light blonde hair.
Beautiful face structure.The most gorgeous man I have seen.
The smell of this wolf was not just like the wolves from downstairs, this one smelled like honey.
YOU ARE READING
Bloodsucker
WerewolfMaria Carbajal, a 20 year old Spanish vampire princess was being forced to get married by her father, the king to a Wealthy vampire prince Andrew Delgado, until she escapes her palace only to be captured and prisoned once again by Malicious werewolv...