The Beast of Fox Hill

Thirty

I could not help but let my mind wander about, thinking of what the world I had been thrown into was like. Myths and legends that were nothing but stories until now. Strange creatures that were once bed time stories were real and have been walking along side us for thousands of years. 

I wondered to myself what the science behind these beings were. I would assume it was a variation from human genetics, seeings that we shared a common form. As for why they shifted into beautiful canines or grew fangs and drank the blood of living beings, that was something I had a hard time wrapping my head around. 

Their world was a complex one too. They had rules and customs that were specifically designed to fit their own species, things that would make no sense for a human community. It revolved around mates as well, these soul lovers who were simply meant to be. I did not even believe in soul mates or anything of the sort before, and now I had one of my own. 

I was curious as to what caused the connections between the apparent soul mates, how they knew someone was the one for them. The science behind the world of the supernatural creatures was so amazing and special that I was sure I may never understand it. 

I will never deny the powerful, magnetic attraction I have for Cassander, but it has changed everything and I am not sure how to handle it. I was always one to hold everything in and figure things out as I went, but now I have been tossed into a sea of mystery and I do not know how to swim ashore. 

I would be lying if I said I did not consider running from it all, and even still considering it. I would be able to escape this fated life, and possibly my death this way. I could easily go to another country and stay hidden from Cassander. I do not know how many other supernaturals are out there, or if Liam had connections being one of the Vampire kings.

The more the thought twisted into my mind, the more it appealed to me. I knew I could get away if I wanted to. I just had no idea if I was strong enough to stay and remain with the beasts of Fox Hill. 

I was strong in some ways, and so weak in others. My weakness was people, as I had lost the trust of so many due to my previous run ins with my own species.  I did not trust easy, and for the majority of the time I preferred to be alone and to only depend on myself. I was a creature of singularity, and I thrived in being detached from everyone else aside from a small group of people I loved. 

I remembered back to what the wolves spoke. They told me I was to be their female leader, Luna as they called it. I was meant to help take care of their community, and that turned my stomach. I was a hermit of sorts, wanting to be the sole provider of myself and to be unassisted by anyone else. The idea of having to be a leader and to care for more than myself was unappealing to me entirely. 

Once again, the idea of leaving the area and trying to make my way somewhere else began to appeal to me. I loved being alone, and the idea of all the change that came with being with Cassander began to look worse by the moment. I hated change and I hated groups of people, and their entire community was based on teamwork and being together as one. 

I  scooted my desk chair back and rubbed my hands down my face. I combed my fingers through my dark hair which laid on my shoulders and down my back, letting out a sigh. 

As much as I wished it would, my world would never be the same. None of my options would take me back to before I knew about the creatures that roamed the Earth side by side with humans. My life would forever be tainted by the thought of the other beings that shared our planet. 

The sun was at its peak in the day, and I was tired of sitting around. I needed to let go for a while, to stretch my legs and tune out all of my thoughts. I needed to go where I could disregard the predicaments I was in for a bit.