Despising Him

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ground, his claws around her neck and I know in a nanosecond, he’d smite her throat. Carefully, I stuck my foot out of where I hid, positioning my stance, trying to mumble out the spells mother had taught me. I whispered the words faster, ignoring her instructions to run. The black wolf drew nearer and I mumbled the words faster, feeling the weight of massive force of air surround my palms, the whole place is rumbling, shaking beneath my feet. I say the words persistently as my whole body quake from the spells, from the side of my eyes, I see mother slowly transform back to her human form, a lone tears streaking down at her face as she stares forlornly at me. I forcefully push my hands forward, releasing the spells which surrounds the environment, throwing back both the black wolves and I across the woods. I feel my a sharp pain shoot through my spine as I struggle to pick myself up, my cuts and bruises sting painfully. I mange to run when I don’t hear the sound of the black wolves. I’m running and running and running until I can feel my legs no more. There’s no one in the woods but I keep running. Images of my parents bleeding to death flashes across my eyes, tears sting my eyes until I breakdown in sobs. I run as swift as I can although I couldn’t sense the black wolves around me. Suddenly I collide into someone, he’s pale skinned and his hair is full, black and shiny. His eyes are a color of sea green and before I can process anymore featured of him, I fall exhausted in his arms. Letting the thick shroud of darkness envelope me. I awaken after what looks for an eternity. Startling in surprise at the man who sits beside me, patiently waiting for me to gather up my remaining strength and stability. I don’t know how long I’ve been asleep and I d

t to the Alpha as soon as possible.”

ords into consideration knowing that he maybe right after all, the black wolves although in the woods I couldn’t sense them, they may still be lurking a

“George Stewart. A vam

at the pale skinned guy who just introduced himse

e. A werewolf.

smile, getting up fr

le take some rest?” he asks, I open my mouth

n of the house which I presume to be a kitchen. The next time she arrives, he is with a tray of bacon and cheese. The smell of food waft through my nostrils causing my stomach to grumble a

th stuffed. George watches in amusement, as I continue to eat hungrily.

to help put out the plate, turning t

s born and brough

again.” He admits. “It’s a beautiful

e city and each time I visit, there’s always something new to fall in love with. In this case, someone.

n display when his sleeves are rolled up to do the dishes. My heart be

me a lopsided grin. “In any case, the truth.” He dries th