Chpt 45- Liliath

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Elena
I had just gotten the call from Alyson about Selena being taken from school by Xander. I was cutting through a short cut in the woods to get home. I was on a run, it's surprising but I didn't feel like being cooped up in the house today while my mom packed. They probably left by now and I wanted to see her off before she goes. I picked up my pace, darting pass trees and jumping over sticks and logs in my way. The only thing to be heard in this deathly quiet wood was the sound of the leaves crushing under my shoes and the hooting of an owl. It was creepy as hell, I hate owls. And then there was ruffling, from behind me. A cold chill ran down my spine as a swift of frosty air blew past my face. I came to an abrupt stop after an animalistic growl came from behind me. It's just your imagination, I told myself praying that it actually was. I am not in the mood to be running from another supernatural creature. I took a few paces forward and pushed my legs faster, trying to escape whatever made that sound. Then footsteps were coming after me, it stopped and I glance over my shoulder to see not a soul in sight. Hands clamped down on my shoulder from out of nowhere and slammed me into a tree. It took me a while to catch my breath that was knocked out of me but when I looked up I was staring into a pair of golden eyes. "What do we have here?" The man who had hands on my shoulder licked his lips and let his eyes roam over my hungrily.

Fucking dog! My survivor instincts were going crazy and shouting at me to get away from this guy because nothing good is about to happen. As his face neared mine I slid to the ground, his hands slipping down my arm as I dropped on the dirty surface. I crawled under his legs that were spread apart and brought my legs up to kick him in the groin. I watched him grabbed himself and growl in pain. His howl echoed in the woods, probably waking everything that's been quiet. I took off in full speed to get away from him but within a second he pops back up in front of me and the look on his face nearly made pee myself. He gripped my arm and twisted it behind me and I scream out in pain, clawing at his hands with my finger to get him to release. "You fucking bit-" he was suddenly cut off by a fierce growl that came from behind us.

Oh god please don't tell me that's another dog. "Get your fucking hands off my niece, pup" The person growled. The guys hold slackened on me and I peered over his shoulder at the person who clearly made him terrified. Wait, niece? The guy's eyes burned red with killer long claws that he had instead of normal sized nails and pointed ass fangs that reminded me off really huge nails. He had sandy brown hair and silver eyes that made me think about Steve and Sebastian. He took a few menacing step towards the man holding me and I could literally feel the guy shaking. He isn't so tough now.

"Al-" he didn't have a chance to speak as the guy lifted his claws and swiped his head off his body. I looked at the head on the ground then at the dead guys body that continued to stand, blood shooting up from where his head should be. Glancing down at my hand I noticed his fingers were still wrapped around my wrist. I pulled my hand away from his and stepped back. There's no point of screaming about the dead guy, I've seen dead bodies before. It's not something to get used to but- I threw a hand over my mouth and dart to one of the tree, pressing my had against the bark as I puked my guts out. I guess I'm still not good with blood. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and threw my head back on the tree with a sigh.

"You okay there, kid" The guy who saved me chuckled, staring over at the mess that I am. I shake my head no and continued to bring up everything I eat a couple hours ago. "Here" he pulls a handkerchief from his pocket and passes it to me. I kindly take it from his hand and wipe my mouth. "Do you know who I am Elena?" I shake my head no again. "That idiot didn't even talk with you about your Uncle. The fool knows I always wanted a niece" I watched him curiously as he grumbled to himself. "I'm Aaron" a bright smile spread across his face as he stretches a hand out to me. "Your Uncle" he adds as soon as I take his outstretched hand.

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