Bitten

Chapter 4

I walked up to Larka's room, about to ask her whether she was at all hungry enough to finish her leftover supper. As I knocked on her furnished wooden door and my head craned a little, I couldn't hear anything inside. I frowned and sighed, pushing the door open. Maybe she's just tired and so went to be early. Though I couldn't hear breathing.

"Ted!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, as I scanned her deserted room. Her phone was still on the desk but her favourite jacket was gone. I hadn't heard her go out.

My mind flashed back to the news, the animal on the loose. Oh, what if she got hurt??

At that moment, my husband, Ted, walked quickly into the room and realised she was gone and groaned.

"Right, the police?"

I looked worried.

"Maybe she just went for a walk."

"You wanna go out there and look for her? She could be anywhere, Molly. You know what she's like." I smiled weakly and nodded.

I did know what she was like, my mind returned for a moment to a flashback of Larka at the age of 6 and sitting in a tree.

"Weee! Look at this mum!" She swung backwards and forth and let go. I ran forwards and just in time awkwardly caught her.

"Larka, you take too many risks, you scared me half to death!"

Through out her childhood up to now she had always been a risk taker, walking off on her own. I sighed and nodded.

"Go on then, the police will find her."

Ted walked out the room and I sat down on her tidy bed. I'm sure she's fine. I'm her mother, I'd feel it if she wasn't, wouldn't I?

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[Larka's P.O.V]

I laughed and pushed Harry.

He chuckled and tumbled off the rock he was sat on.

I hadn't realised the time at all. I was oblivious to everything, but him.

I mean, I looked at the dark curls, the deep, green eyes. His husky, deep voice as he laughed and called out to me.

He was rolling on the floor, the dust floating into his hair and I laughed, jumping off the rock and tickling him.

I had completely forgotten and about getting to know him. We just seemed to click together.

"You're ticklish, right?" He tried to shake his head, but he started to laugh harder and I knew that was a lie.

I gasped as the tables turned and he twirled me over in a fluid movement, his hot breath was on my face and he smirked. His legs were pinning me down and I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but his arms tickled me and I laughed till I cried.

"Got ya back, Larka." His eyes twinkled and we lay there for moment or two, getting our breath back.

His face was desperately close to mine and I looked at his full lips, they were slightly open. He noticed me looking and smiled. I reached up and fiddled with a curl, pulling it gently through my fingers and tugging at it a little. He lent forwards slowly and our lips were so close to touching.

I noticed then again,

"Harry?"

"Hmm?" He said contentedly.

"Your eyes. They're, they're amber." He blinked and suddenly pulled away. He looked sad and let go of me.

"Harry? What's wrong?"

He shook his head and I placed my hand on his face and pulled his gaze to mine.

"Please tell me."

He looked into my eyes as I noticed his turning more and more amber every second.

"I can't do it." He shook his head. "I don't have the courage." He bent down and began to cry.

I gasped and put my arms around him, we stayed there for a long while and at last he tilted his head up again. His hair seemed shaggier, less curly and his mouth was different.

"Larka, you have to get away. Now!" He gasped with pain and I let go of him.

"I'll get help." I was starting to stand up when he caught my hand.

"You have to understand, I'd never hurt you." His eyes were pleading.

"Harry, I know you wouldn't."

I knelt down, and kissed him lightly on the cheek. He gasped and I couldn't help it, he was oddly compelling like this. He had a wilder feel to him. He grasped my face and pulled my mouth to his, his tongue sliding quickly into mine. It was a beautiful, yet rough kiss.

[Harry's P.O.V]

I could feel her sweet, soft lips against mine. It was ecstasy, like a drug. I wanted more. I knew I was changing, but I couldn't pull away. The pain I felt inside was nothing compared to this bliss of her against me.

My body convulsed and she tried to pull away, my mind no longer worked for me. The beast was gripping hold.

"Don't worry, darling. I won't hurt you." She whimpered into my ear and I knew she didn't want me to stop. I could hear police sirens in the distance but my hearing was intensifying. I could hear her heart fluttering, I could snuff it out so easily. I smiled and nibbled her ear, she was such a beautiful creature.

My body shuddered again and my face and ears elongated, she gasped and pulled away. I wouldn't let her and pulled her into a violent kiss, my now canine teeth pulling at her lips. In the back of my head, Harry was screaming at me to stop, but I didn't want to. She was all mine.

I pushed her onto the floor and just as I was about to carry on, I heard feet coming up the hill. She was whimpering and crying the whole time. My head snapped up and I ran into the trees. They could find her. I would get her eventually and finish her off. I grinned wolfishly.

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[Harry's P.O.V (non-animal)]

"LARKA!" I could feel and see what I was doing to her, and I could see her tears down her face, but I couldn't stop the demon inside me.

It was just when the footsteps came was I able to get it to let her go.

Tears would have been coming down my face if I could have controlled my body. "You fucking beast!"I screamed inside it's head. It's thoughts revolted me.

It threw back it's head and howled a rabid laugh.

One day I'll have complete control over your minuscule body. The voice boomed inside my head, a gravelly voice full of texture and the desire to scratch ones back where the hairs have stood on end.

I shook my head, I'd never allow it, it would never get the better of me. Never, ever.

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