Chapter 2

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Grace's POV:

It's a shame really. I don't remember anything about him when I'm a wolf, just his eyes. The yellow has become impossible to forget. I know there is more though. Everyday he comes out of the building and calls for someone.

Grace

There was another wolf. It had his eyes. I haven't seen him for a while, the other wolves used to show me pictures of him. The eyes that haunt me everyday and every night. The eyes I know so well, but I can't figure out where they come from. I watch him, trying to figure out more.

I woke to find myself in a small room, it's dark. It must be night. I can't remember falling asleep. How did I get here? It's horrible in here. I can barley move. The ground is slippery and I can't seem to grip onto it. There isn't anything to eat or drink. I'm going to starve if I don't get out soon. I look for a way out. I find nothing, so I claw at the wall. Just waiting for it to give way.

I continued for a while, I kept denying the fact that it wasn't going to work and pressed on, but now I feel tired and weak and give up. I curl up on the cold ground, I find sleep again in no time.

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It was morning when I woke. The yellow eyes had haunted my dreams once again. Who is he? And why can't I stop thinking about him?

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