Prologe.
Pauls POV
The sound of blood was rushing through my ears as I ran. My short and weak legs were about to give out, and I was terrified they were going to catch up with me.
You see, I wasn't like any normal person. I was apart of the Supernatral world. And there was nothing I could do about it.
The changing process was already taking process, the full moon was hanging high in the sky.
I couldn't take any more of the pain, I fell to my knees and hugged the ground as my body convulsed wildly around. Hopefully they had lost track of me miles ago. But there was always that slight possibilty.
I would never be safe.
As I was laying on the cold, wet ground, I heard someone approaching. I tried to shelter my body from the person, afraid they would try to kill me in my vulnerable state.
But nonetheless, I felt a caring and loving hand caress my cheek as I looked up into bright violet eyes.
At that moment I knew, I knew I would be safe.
And loved.
