"Ten to die. One to stay. Ignore his presence and come anyway." Ten souls hovered above the possessed body, faces twisted into foolish snarls. The possessed hand scribbles across the page in ink that's as red as blood. They all cackle evilly, eyes showing no signs of emotion except for hate.
"I dare you to spend the night."
As eleven foolish teenagers receive a unmarked letter daring them to spend the night in Drainfield Manner, they can't help to resist. Yet its only when things start to go bump in the night they see the flaws in their plan.
It only started off with a little scream at first, but that soon turns into more. Blue eyes turn red, warm blood runs cold and living body's get named dead on the spot.
There's something in the house with them.
Something inhumane.
"where do you think your running too" i chuckled not even bothering to look at the girl infront of me.
This girl had wrecked havoc in a near by pack and was wanted dead for a reward.
"i was just walking " a silky resilient voice said.
My blue eyes snapped to hers and my smirk dropped.
A short girl, red darl hair to her waist...she wore a Roses and Guns to shirt and black skinny jeans. i didn't know what kept my eyes glued to her most.
the bruises that ran down her delicate arms....
Or the fact this girl, who was wanted dead by one of the most vicious packs in the world was my mate.
Howls filled the night and my eyes fell on her as she shook in fear.
"no..."was all she said. she began to panic.
"Why are you wanted" was all i could say.
i had only a few seconds to make the most important decision of my life.
Kill this girl,
or
protect her,and risk my own life.
She merely shook her head and took off running like hell.
"ill give ya a head start then" i said darkly