Broken chains Part 1

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Chapter 1

I was all alone here in the silent forest. I walked sedately down the path that I had been walking my whole life feeling the autumn blanket of leaves crunching soundlessly under my feet. Movement to the right caught my attention and I turned my head, a smile instantly appearing on my face as Derek stepped out from between the trees his skin glowing in the moonlight combined with his eyes flashing gold mesmerized me. He looked solemn as he extended his hand. I tried to speak but before I had even uttered a single sound he held up a hand to silence me and shook his head gently. I reached out and slid my hand into his. Derek's skin felt cold under my grip and his fingers tightened slightly around mine. He gave a small hesitant smile and began to walk away pulling me behind him with a pressure so gentle it was nearly nonexistent. I followed his lead through the silent forest down the path towards the clearing where we attended our monthly meets. As we walked silently into the clearing we were both bathed in the light of the full moon which hovered above the canopy. Derek pulled on my hand just a little more urging me to follow him yet my feet seemed rooted to the ground in pure irrational terror. I could see the entire clearing it was empty and the forest around us was utterly still and silent. Fear clogged my throat the air here in our sacred place seemed to radiate pure menace, pure death.

"Derek." I whispered my voice seeming as insubstantial as a breeze. Derek however didn't seem to hear as he moved on, I took a deep breath forced my feet to move following Derek's gentle lead. He led me over to the large Oak tree,

"Sit down." He said quietly just as he had on that night when I had first witness the execution of a rogue and as I had done on that night I followed this direction. He pulled some earphones from nowhere and pushed them into my ears Queens we will rock you pounded through the headphones and I recalled that had been the song that played that night. Derek crouched down in front of me and sadly stroked my cheek, "cover your eyes." he whispered his voice as with mine sounded insubstantial as the wind, "and don't look."

"Dare." I whispered he again seemed not to hear me.

"Cover your eyes." He whispered guiding my hands, "it'll be okay." His voice whispered into my ear as he gently kissed my cheek.

"Derek." I said as I heard footsteps even over the music pounding in my ears. "Derek?" I echoed as fear pounded through me. As if I was that little girl again hesitantly cautiously I peeped between my fingers and my heart stopped. Blood so much blood. All my brothers were saturated in blood. The music in my heart instantly become some sort of horrific anthem as I watching my pack all in wolf form and covered in blood and circling in a tight knot around.

"DEREK" I screamed as I saw my mate writhing on the ground bleeding so much. "No, no, no" I shouted as my brothers, my family dived down biting my Derek savagely. He was still in human form and screaming clearly in agony. I felt as if I was pinned to the ground by the pure force of my terror. I screamed in anguish as Derek lifted his eyes to mine as if he had finally heard me. He smiled at me a cold cruel smile that I didn't like,

"Well done Jessica." He said which I could easily hear over the snarls of my brothers and the hideous soundtrack, "you must be thrilled you've finally ended what's between us."

"No" I whispered weakly as he flashed that evil smile at me again and my brothers closed in still snapping and snarling at him. "No, Derek, Derek Derek." I shouted as I began to fight against those invisible bonds holding me in place.

"Jess, Jess, Jessica" I felt myself being roughly shaken. My eyes snapped open and I was confronted instantly by Dean's beautiful face as he stared at me looking horrified. "Bad dream?" he asked gently. It was a pointless question around now all my dreams were bad. Dean gave a sad smile and reached out to stroke my cheek, brushing the tears off my face.

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