14- He's Not a Pet, He's My Protector

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(Caroline's POV)

It was the weekend after our Thanksgiving break. Keegan had yet to tell me about the process of turning me into a wolf. I think he wanted to prolong it, but sooner or later, he would have to tell me. School kind of got put on the backburner, and by this point, I was just going through the motions. I started spending a lot more time at Keegan's house. I was trying to learn their way of life. So far, all I got was that they eat a lot, they have super hearing, they're faster, stronger, and they turn into wolves. The guys were all playing videogames in the living room. I'd opted out this time. I was relaxing on the couch with Keegan's arm around my shoulder but I was feeling restless. I stood and stretched as Keegan looked to me expectantly.

"I'm going to go for a walk," I muttered, heading for the kitchen.

"Be sure to stay inside the property line. I'm going to talk to my dad about... everything," Keegan called after me. I nodded before I went out through the back door. I passed the rows of bustling houses and entered into the woods. The normally dark green leaves were red, yellow and orange, showing signs of fall. It was past Thanksgiving after all; almost winter. The trees were practically bare, leaving a maze of branches to look through towards the sky. The brown and red leaves crunched under my feet as I walked further and further into the woods. I pulled the cardigan around me and folded my arms over my chest, letting my hair cover my ears as it hung to my butt. I decided to straighten it today so it was silky smooth and longer than normal. It was a little chilly outside, leaving a light flush on my cheeks, but other than that, it was a nice day. I froze when I heard the sound of another pair of feet crunching against the forest floor. I turned, hoping it was Keegan.

No such luck.

A tall man, about 6'5'' was stalking towards me in nothing but a pair of dirty khaki shorts. My heart sped up as the man smirked at me. His dirty blonde hair was tussled and he had muddy brown eyes. His figure was lean and looked a little malnourished. A wind blew at my back, making my hair go wild on the sides of my face. I quickly contained it and snapped my eyes to the man. He sniffed the air and sighed contently. He was starting to freak me out. I stayed frozen in place as he stalked towards me. My heart fell like it was about to pound out of my chest but I tried to keep calm. He chuckled and sniffed the air again.

"Interesting," he said, circled me, making me feel like prey. "You're marked... no, mated, but you're a human?! So I guess the rumors are true," he screeched, stopping his circle. "You must be the Alpha's bitch I've been looking for," he said, grinning evilly. Now my head was spinning. My heart was beating so fast that I was sure he could hear it. I found myself backing up slowly. The only reason I knew that was because my back was pressed up against a tree now. My breathing became sporadic as my eyes took in his every move.

"What do you want with me?" I managed to squeak out. He smirked deviously at me.

"I was giving instructions to kill you. With you out of the way, things can go back to... the way everything was planned. You're pretty little face will be no more," he explained easily as he walked closer. There was no where I could run; he'd catch me anyway. He yanked my arms towards him harshly and I let out a yelp. Catching both of my hands in one of his, his dirty fingers pulled my chin harshly up so my teary eyes were looking at him.

"Why?" I croaked out. His lips turned up in a devilish grin again.

"Because, my dear, someone's paying me to do it and I think it'll be fun. But who says we can't have a little fun first," he said. I was pushed on to my back suddenly. I gasped and let out a small whimper as he straddled my lap. I struggled against him but it was no use. I let out the loudest scream I could when I felt his lips on my neck. It was slobbery and made me feel dirty. Just as soon as I started screaming, his hand covered my mouth. I sobbed as my eyes closed.

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