Silver Eyes

Silver

Jess ended up canceling on me when Lynn couldn't show up and neither could Jack. I was feeling relieved after Jack texted me that everyone was okay and that he had to be with April for a few days until she healed enough to be on her own. I had the worst sleep those nights he was gone. I kept having bad dreams and waking up screaming. Luckily, my mom had stayed at Johnny's so she didn't come in. In my dream, I was looking down at Alex's body and then all of a sudden, his blue eyes flooded with red and I blinked and he was Jack, lying dead on the ground in a puddle of black blood. I woke up with wet tears on my face and shaking hands. I ripped my covers off, pacing a few times before leaping down out my window into the snow. I was in my underwear as I walked out into the woods. I phased before taking off at a break-neck speed, trying to outrun my fears.

What happened? Are you okay? I heard Wolf's voice in my head, a welcomed comfort.

I just had a bad dream. I said as I continued to run, but slowed up a bit. I'm fine. I lied as I stopped when I got to the edge of our territory. He walked up to me on two bare human feet. He was wearing his same old torn, stained jeans, but his shirt was missing. His 'ripped' body was shockingly hot and he had a bunch of scars around his shoulders and one across the middle of his chest. I tried not to stare and looked up to the sky instead.

"You don't sound okay." He murmured as he looked up at the cloudy sky. I phased back, remembering with a pang that I was in some black Calvin Klein panties and a matching bra. I sighed as I looked down and he couldn't help smirking. I crossed my arms over my ribs and hopped up onto a dry-ish rock to sit. He joined me and sat on the next driest rock that was in the wall surrounding this edge of the woods that looked out over a part of the city that was alight with neon signs and streetlights.

"I'm always scared I'm going to lose someone." I told him.

"That's why I try not to have anybody." He told me. "I got sick of losing them so I went off alone."

"I could never do that. I hate being alone."

"Some people like it better alone."

"Do you like it better alone?"

"Not really. But it doesn't hurt as much as losing someone and I'm used to it."

"Why did you come here? To the city?" I asked him, thinking about how he just showed up one day.

"School." He shrugged.

"Where are you from?" I probed.

"West Coast." He told me.

"What's it like there?" I asked curiously.

"Nice weather, full of superficial people..." He shrugged.

"Do you have a family there?" I asked.

"Not really. Maybe a few friends, but we lost touch..." He told me, making my eyebrows pull up in sympathy.

"Do you like it here better?" I asked with a persuasive coy smile. He gave me a look with his eyebrow raised.

"I'm not answering that." He laughed.

"I'm taking that as a yes!" I chirped as I pushed myself up off the rock into the air, landing in the snow silently.

Even within the safety of our Territory with Wolf, I felt a little uneasy, like I was being watched. That and having no clothes on convinced me that I should head back home.

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"Hey." Jack greeted me, when he appeared in my room on the night before New Year's Eve. I looked up at him from where I sat on the end of my bed.