Once again I sat comfortably on the step outside the front door. The urge to walk straight through those very woods, where all the trouble started. I stared at the woods, or should I say Place-where-I-am-likely-to-die.The sky remained the same. Cloudless, and lifeless just like me
. Dad had left early for work, leaving me alone to face the wood once more. Thoughts swirling my mind like an uncontrollable sandstorm . First about my little chat with Aurora, and her so-called threat. The threat is not what I'm worried about, but it's the person involved that gets me thinking. What does she want with Damien? Is something going on between them. Is she cheating on Chase? A cold shiver sprinted along my spine like a helpless deer trying to escape a vicious tiger.
The chilled air didn't hesitate to slap my face multiple times, as if punishing me from my mistake of going through those woods. I sighed at my hopeless imagination.Dad would always say I had an imagination of a 5 year old. I guess that's the only option you get if you were always alone with no friends as a child. I do at times blame myself for never really trying to communicate with others. It's not that I feared to communicate with them. It's just that, I felt like I didn't belong there, It felt as if I was different somehow yet I couldn't pick out why until the letter dad showed for my birthday.
People had dreams and so much to think of ahead. They had friends to trust, they had things to share. They would have stories to tell, people to meet.
Whereas I thought I didn't fit in with that, However that was not the case. I guess I'm only fond with talking to wolves supposedly. Is this really how I spend my Tuesday's? I think not. I would've been out there in the open wood going across who knows what. Instead I'm not even going to look at those troublesome woods.
Yet the somewhat magnetic attraction towards it was reeling me in like I was a fish on the line. No matter how tempting it is I am not going to walk into those woods even if it mean't discovering something better which could also come in my interest. This is harder than I thought.
My thread of thoughts was disturbed by an annoying ringing sound coming from my phone. I stuck my hand in my back pocket and scooped out my phone. My thumb glided on the screen and I put the device to my ear. It was a call from Brooke.
"Hey" she greeted cheerfully, obviously been with Daniel judging by her enthusiasm and high pitched voice. "Hey" I greeted back. "How is it going, is everything OK? I haven't seen you in ages "she asked. "I just want to keep away from it for a while" I replied. I could almost feel her frowning on the other end of the phone. Let me tell you a bit about Brooke. She may be the average fanatic teenage girl but she has a heart of gold."Can I ask what's wrong?" she asked. "I don't know. I just want to have a break for a while" I answered. "Anything happen lately?" she asked. "Maybe" I teased. "Well are you going to tell me or not" she answered. "Well remember Ruben? He kissed me." I explained briefly. She let out a high-pitched squeal which can easily make anyone deaf. I distanced myself from the phone. "So are you two a thing yet?" she once again threw questions at me. "I don't know" I shrugged. "We kissed and that's it" I explained. "I need to meet him" she squealed. I heard mumbled whispers from the other end of the phone. Most likely Daniels.
"Maybe some day, maybe" I answered. "So he likes you?" she asked. "Apparently yes" I answered.
"What about Hunter?" She asked curiously. My jaw tensed as Hunters image popped into mind of him sneering at me. His lanky arms crossed to his chest and his smirk mocked me. He "What about him?" I rudely snapped. Even I was kind of surprised at how rude that came out. "I'm sorry Brooke" I apolgised. "It's ok" she assured. "I'll talk to you later" I murmured, and hung up on the phone without waiting for a reply.Once more I was left to face the horror of the wood, it's it's captivating depths motioning me to come near as I stared constantly.
Maybe instead of staring to thick space, I should go do something..inside.I began to get up when I heard a slight rustling in the wood. I spun my head round trying to face the area I think the noise is coming from. It was only a slight rustling, and there was also a chance for it just to be the wind in this weather. The rustling continued hopelessly.
Then the awkward sound of shuffling came making the area more suspicious, and the worst part it. It was coming from the wood. A wolf? No a wolf wouldn't make a shuffling noise. It could either be just an animal scurrying away, or someone. I waited for something to come into view.
I saw movement between the leaves, but it was slow. Then it fell silent. I waited once more for another sound. Then I saw it. It was a person, a guy. It was hard to recognize, with all the blood and bruises covering his face. It looked like a living corpse, limping it's way towards me. He looked pained by far, as if he walked by a herd of bulls who were ready to strike. I cringed at the sight of his state, who or what could have done that to him.
Then suddenly, my heart started beating faster. I recognized shiny blonde hair, which emerged from the leaves. Ruben?. I prayed straight from God to Batman hoping it's not Ruben. I walked closer to him. He looked at me painfully.
"Oh god Ruben" I managed to mumble.He struggled to keep upright. I laced my hands with his, to help him keep his balance. He limped towards the house.I carefully opened the door and led him inside. I don't know what happened to him, but I'll find out but I have a feeling I already know.
I laid him down gently on the sofa, he flinched a little as his open wounds touched the clean fabric.
"Ruben what happened to you" I asked. He let out a small chuckle of amusement. I narrowed my eyes at him mentally shooting him. "I think Hunter found out" he mumbled with a light shrug. "And you let him hit you, look at you. You look like you escaped a war zone" I asked. "Well I thought I shouldn't. I have practically stolen his mate away from him, I should at least let him take his anger out of me" he shrugged. I shook my head in disapproval. "I was never his, and neither will be. Do you understand me? and if not you then I would be far away from him anyway" I answered."Look at what you've done to yourself, I'll get you cleaned up" I pointed out. I helped him sit up.
I walked over to the kitchen and grabbed the first aid kit. I remember taking it out when Hunter hurt Chase on his shoulder, I had to take care of him also. And that was also where he first kissed me. Not to mention it was my first kiss. It's a bit too late to have a first kiss at the age of 17. But It was better then than never.Of course Chase wasn't aware of that and neither would I let him know of it. It's embarrassing enough to only get friends now after many years of pure loneliness. As the memories made me shudder I snapped back into reality.
I held the red box in hand and walked over to Ruben, or what was left of him. "Where does it hurt?" I asked. "In case of a broken bone" I murmured. "My rib hurts a bit, I don't know" he replied. He rolled up his shirt to reveal a dark purple patch just above his top ab. "That's definitly a cracked rib or a bit broken, you might want to check that out" I advised. My eyes fell on the open wounds across his open chest. I took out the disinfectant.
"This will hurt quite a bit" I warned, he nodded with obedience. I poured a liquid onto a cottan ball and applied it to the wound. Ruben let out a painful hiss from the pain. "This is what you get for not defending yourself, I'm telling you now keep away from him" I advised. Ruben let out a chuckle. "You're cute when you're protective" he chuckled once more. "Shut up" I muttered. Instead he let out another soft chuckle.As if mocking me.
He slid his shirt back on after I had wrapped bandages on his wounds. "How did Hunter find out?" I asked. "He sniffed your scent on me, he doesn't know about us he just knows I touched you" he shrugged. "Wolves" I murmured, while rolling my eyes. "Hey, I'm one you know" he crossed his arms. "Especially you" I chuckled. Ruben sat back up without ease. "How are you already beginning to heal?" I asked. "It's a wolf thing" he replied. I nodded.
"Alex?" he murmured. "I know it's probably hard for you, with everything going on but will you make me the happiest person on Earth and be mine?" he asked with sparkling eyes directed on me and only me.
Cliffhanger.. Hello my precious wolfie's.
Another chapter updated, this is kind of a boring chapter, sorry to say. How do you think Hunter will react to this? Will Alex accept Ruben? What is going on? Go on, don't be shy drop a comment or two below. And I will be replying as quickly as I can. Don't forget to add to your library so I know you're definitly enjoying my chapters so far.
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Loving wolves
WerewolfMeet the fearless Alex Randall. Your average teen living normally in California, but life changes when she and her Father, Max Randall move to Wisconsin. Of course, Wisconsin isn't a strange place, Right? Wrong. Alex discovers a whole new world...