His Touch- Mated to the Alpha's Son

4: Speed

Darkness. I'm standing in the forest alone. Darkness. Shadows are following me. Dancing off the trees. Darkness. Laughter. Cruel, heart wrentching laughter. I can't move. My feet won't budge. My heart rate picks up. Why can't I move? Darkness. The laughter becomes louder. They're laughing at me. Shadows spin faster. Dizzy. So dizzy. I need to get out of here. I can't move. I'm terrified. Shaking. They sense it, I know it. Why did I do this? Why did I agree? A giant golden brown wolf jumps out from the black trees. My father. He'll help me. He'll make everything better. A giant grey wolf follows him. Oh no. What's happening? The grey wolf tackles the brown in a heated match for power. "Daddy!" I try and yells, but my throat runs dry. The grey bites the brown. Over and over 'til the brown goes limp. My blood runs cold. Darkness.

Beep! I awake to the sound of my alarm, body drenched in sweat as I try to catch my breath, eyes bulging out of head. Beep! My fist slams the off button before it has a change to got off again. I clench my chest, heart beating right out of it. I shut my eyes, trying to forget.

It never works.

Sighing, I reluctantly get out of bed and stumble into the shower. I love the warm, bubbly water on my skin. Scrubbing my body, I breath in the scent of wild apple body wash.

I straighten my hair and put on some light makeup. Pulling on blue skinny jeans, a loose purple sweater, and my brown boots, I grab my bag and take my time going down the stairs.

"Honey, do you want some breakfast?" my weary mother asks.

I pat my stomach which was in nots. "Not really hungry." I give her a small smile and head out the door. My eyes widened when I saw Cameron on a red motorcycle, bag dropping to the ground.

"Uh...yea I'm not riding that thing." His smile broadened.

"Oh comeon, sweet cheeks! It'll be fun!" I scowled at the nick name.

"I'd rather walk." And so I picked up my bag and walked right passed him, nose in the air. I heard the roar of the horrifying vehicle behind me.

"Well, sweety," he started sarcastically."I hate to brake it to you, but that's just not gonna happen." I turned to see him getting off the bike, helmet set on the handlebars. "See, I don't want something bad to happen so, I'm gonna need you in my sight 24/7." He came close, towering over my 5 ft 4in form.

"Uh..." God, what do I say to that?!

I didn't have time to say anything because in a second I was over his shoulder, fists pounding back. "Let me down!"

"okay!" With that, he placed me on the bike and quickly buckled me in, shoving my head in a helmet.

"Wait-" We were off, zooming down the street so fast that everything around me seemed blury. My hands tightened around his waist so much I was probably crushing him, But then again, who could crush abs as hard as these? Not these frail arms! The point is, I'm holding him as tight as I can.

The engine was so loud I could barely here myself screaming in terror, afraid we were going to crash. Like seriously, we were at least 40 miles over the speed limit.

Though, it did help us get to school in 10 minutes. Great, I probably have helmet hair.

"Taylor you can let go now." Cameron chuckled. I blinked a couple times before I relized I was still holding on to him. Quickly, I let go, my arms still warm and fuzzy from when we touched. I carefuly got off the motorcycle. Apparently, not carefully enough because I slipped. Bracing for landing on the concrete, I shut my eyes tightly. Oh god this fall is taking forever! Wait... I opened my eyes to find a pair of grey eyes lookig at me in amusement. "Careful there, sweet cheeks." Scowling again, I pushed him away, trying not to blush. "Awwww! How cute!" Cameron squeezed my cheeks. Yet again, I scowled and my cheeks blazed.