Elizabeth Miller's PoV
I head home after a eventful first day of school. I told Matthew Knight so much about myself that I've never told anyone else before. I'm usually not this open with anyone...but he's different. I can be myself around him. He's so cute. I quickly do my homework before grabbing my camera, jumping into my car, and driving to a parking lot that connects to a nearby path through the woods. I get out of my car with my camera then lock it. I start heading down the path, occasionally stopping to take pictures. Eventually I stray off the path to take pictures of the wildlife. I'm surprised when I see some wolves. I keep following them until I see signs that tell me to keep out. It's private property. It's the property my dad's been wandering about. I look as far as I can while standing at the border. It looks like the rest of the forest. Why does the person want to own the forest when they aren't doing anything to it? I see the wolves happily running around in the private property area. They look so happy. I take some pictures but stop when I see a tan wolf looking at me. He starts growling so I quickly back away. I stumble and trip on the branches and uneven ground and I head all the way back to the trail and into my car. That wolf doesn't seem like the rest. It seemed like it was...guarding them. I drive home and head inside. My mom tells me "You're just in time for dinner. Did you have fun taking pictures?"
I'm half distracted thinking about the tan wolf that I just nod my head. I sit down at the table and my dad asks "What did you get pictures of? I'd like to see them."
When he says that I realize I can't show him my pictures. Not the ones with the wolves. It would make him curious. Ecspecially the last few pictures inside the private property. I tell him "It's nothing interesting. Just flowers. Maybe some squirrels or birds."
"I'd like to see them. I'm interested in what keeps you busy and away from the house all the time."
"Maybe later. I haven't really looked at them I'd rather show you my better pictures. Most of them end up blurry."
I start serving myself and quickly eat and clean up. I grab my camera then rush up to my room and lock the door. I start looking through the pictures. Seeing the tan wolf it looks like a guardian or protector. It doesn't seem like a normal wolf. Am I imagining the wolf being different from the others? I don't know if I am. I'll have to see if I can find the wolves again. Maybe if I can find them again I can watch them from a distance. Am I going crazy and imagining it? I wouldn't be surprised if I was considering how crazy today has been. I opened up to a complete stranger and rambled on and on. Then one of his friends was trying to flirt with me during lunch. That made me very umcomfortable. I hope tomorrow at school will be better than today was. No matter what I saw or think I saw I know I have to keep this a secret. No one else can know about the wolves if they are different. I can't let my dad know anything about them. He enjoys hunting wolves. Some reason I feel like I need to keep the wolves safe. I've never felt this way before when my dads gone out hunting. I continue looking through my pictures until I start feeling tired so I decide to change and lay down in bed. I slowly drift to sleep thinking about the wolves and the pictures I took of them.*Picture at the top of the chapter is what Elizabeth's house looks like*
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