My blood ran cold my heart felt as if it would stop. We had triggered the mate bond and hadn't even known it . The return of my powers.. well our powers now. Memories ran through my mind playing as a silent movie.
My blood ran cold at the thought of my mate dying. Dying because of me. My vision blurred as the movie slowed to the night of my escape.
***Past**
Holding on to my back pack I ran as fast as I could. I had no idea where I was going all I knew was that I would refuse to be caught tonight.
Determination cursed through my veins while fear gnawed at my stomach. Something within me stirred at the feeling of freedom being so closed.
Then I herd him. Somewhere deep in my mind I knew he was awake he was looking he was hunting he was going to kill me.
Adrenaline pumped my legs to go faster faster faster.
"ROSE I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU" Nick roared in anger.
NO. NO. How did he find me how did he always find me. I wanted to cry i wanted to scream. I haven't lived life yet I haven't found real love, had kids finished school nothing!
As i looked at the distance he was there standing tall with a craze in his eyes.
I blinked and took a deep breaths i tried to stay calm. A blanket of calm began to surround me as I took in a big deep breath.
Then it hit me like a fucking truck. Pain, pain everywhere I felt as if I was on fire.
I looked towards Nick he was closer now and I could see his face clearly his canines had extended, his eyes turned red just like my mothers.
I wished pain the one I had been feeling. A howl screeched through his lips as he fell down to his knees. He looked at me in utter shock and confusion.
I smiled had I done that?
Was that really me? The word fire crossed through my mind. I held on to it, imagined it then released it his way. Yelling,Pleading his face contorted with such agony as his hands began to turn into wild flames. Pure evil laughter came out of my lips. I had to be going crazy.
His body began to light like a match and like he lit he extinguished.
Red covered the man who stood inches in front of me now. Hardly breathing yet still alive. Dead, I wanted him dead, as the thought entered my mind fear enveloped me like a blanket shocking my mind back in to existence. As I looked down I watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Falling onto his knees, then Splat head into the pavement.
Someone grabbed my hand and squeezed. Reassurance. Love. Understanding My one and only sister.
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