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Book Fifteen: Wolf Eyes

Book Fifteen

Title: Wolf Eyes

Username: HowlingWolf24

Summary:

It was his eyes. His eyes held me captive. They contained every emotion that I could ever think of and more. They reflected myself back onto me. My pain, my fear, my sadness. There was even a sliver of the happiness that I used to feel a long time ago. His eyes made me remember everything that had happened in my life up to this point.

They also made me forget. They made me forget almost all of the things that were being reflected back at me as well, like my sadness, my fear, and my pain. They made me forget what it was like to feel hurt, to feel rejected, to feel forgotten.

He kneeled down in front of me, bringing his beautiful eyes closer, so that I could see the starburst of lighter flecks decorating the iris. "Are you alright?" He asked with a voice as soft as the rain. As soft as the concern he had for a pitiful girl curled up behind the school dumpster in the rain.

I couldn't speak. I was too focused on his eyes through my tear-filled gaze.

"Did someone do this to you?" His voice had an edge of hardness to it now, like a diamond with a sharp edge. I could only nod. He fell silent for a few seconds, letting the swelling rain be the only sound between us, before he reached out slowly and scooped me into his arms and lifted me up easily.

"Don't be afraid, okay? I just have to get you somewhere warm and dry, and I have a feeling you don't want to go back into the school." He said, starting to walk. "You're safe with me."

Excerpt:

Once I had been let in, I hadn't left her side. Despite having already bled out so much and her wounds were bandaged now, I could still smell the blood leaking out of the open skin, soaking into the thick gauze.

That first night had been the worst. Each minute went by painfully slow and the bandages around her shoulder had to be changed three times, her leg twice. The first day, I didn't fall asleep at all.

The second day, Xena and Alpha Jay came in and tried to force me out of the room again so they could get me to sleep in an actual bed and eat something. Upon the first touch, I immediately went into a Blood Haze and attacked them, driving them from the room while putting a few scratches into the walls as well. Fighting them off took all my strength, which only made me wonder later because werewolves were at their peak strength during the Haze and I should have been able to drive them away much easier.

I didn't eat or drink anything. I didn't even move from the chair. It was like I was unconscious myself.

Only once they were gone and I was alone with Taryn was I able to snap out of the Haze.

Now, on the third day, my eyes were sliding shut every time I leaned against something and my stomach felt as if it had shriveled up and was about to be buried in the desert.

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