Amelia's point of view:
The sounds of the forest surrounded me once I stepped through the tall trees. There were crickets chirping, dry leaves swirling around in the harsh wind blowing occasionally and owls hooting somewhere hidden in the trees.
I ventured further in the forest filled with vicious vines untangled together. Some branches kept weaving inwards the further I went deeper in the dense forest.
Everything felt eerily odd and ghostly.
The atmosphere was just way too tensed. I definitely knew something was wrong.
My gut was twisting and clenching. It almost felt like someone was squeezing me while trying to pry me of my life. Why I felt like that? I would never know but one thing I can be sure of is the fact that I should not be here.
Maybe something is warning me to back off, to run away while I still can but what and why? My legs were inching to step back and get the hell out of here. But at the same time, something was pulling me in, like luring me in but what?
What should I do?
Why do they forbid people from going into that forest?
First of all, why do they call this forest that forest?
As if it's that frightening.
But from the looks of it, it really does seem scary.
The hairs on my arms stood straight when that thought crossed my mind. I rubbed my arms to get rid of the goose bumps and tried to calm that weird inner gut feeling.
Even if I want to back off, I want to know what was there behind those intimidating trees. From all the fake stories that all the nearby locals from around here are telling, I'm even more curious to know the truth.
Well, I was always among those types of people who would go all the way just to find the truth. There's no changing that.
I guess you haven’t been told yet that curiosity kills the cat. My conscience taunted me.
I’ve been told so but it sucks to be you, I’m not a cat. I cheekily argued back.
Are these stories just some myths or are they real? Is it true that there are monsters residing in the depth of the forest or is it just some made up stories? What if it's true?
I came to a complete halt once that thought struck my mind. No! I need to get back, like right now before it's too late.
What if I disappear like all those people who have never returned back home but were seen going into this forest? What if there's really an old pervert psychopath residing in this forest like one of the inhabitants had suggested?
Maybe he's the one who captured some of those young girls who's gone missing?
Will I become one of them but what happened to them? Will I face the same circumstances that they faced when they went missing? Why weren't they found later on even though they died? Are they even dead? Or are they still being tortured?
Just when I took a step back while shaking my head negatively, completely forgetting the idea of satisfying my curiosity, I heard a fierce noise from behind.
Almost like an animalistic growl!
I felt grim all of a sudden, my lips set in a straight line. I desperately wanted to spit out the acidic taste on my tongue. I felt all the hairs on the back of my neck standing up and felt a chilling sensation go down my spine. I shivered.
What was even worst was that the sound sounded so close to me, like it was warning me to dare take another step back. I dreaded from turning around and to face the owner. Is it the end of my life? Am I going to die in a forest, in the middle of nowhere where no one will ever find me?
Or will I die slowly while the animal behind me feasted on my body? I don't know what was worst, the fact that I will eventually die or the fact that I will scream till my body give out. Well, I prefer the former one. I know I will die either way but I prefer dying a natural death. Dying in a grave accident is much better than dying in such a way.
I began hyperventilating as those thoughts filled my mind. There were too much unanswered questions zeroing around in my head. I fisted my hands tightly together.
I gasped when I heard some rasping and more growling from behind. It was too close to me. Too close to me. Isn't it satisfied that I was frozen on spot and that I was no longer retreating backwards?
I could feel it approaching. Slowly, slowly, slowly!
Without thinking twice, my instincts kicked in and I twisted around but regretted doing that almost immediately. I heard a loud bloodcurdling scream from around me and, then realized that the scream came from me.
I couldn't stop screaming because of the thing that was right in front of me.
I took several steps backwards, in a desperate need to get away from the dog that seems to have gotten rabies. What was even worst was the fact that this dog was enormous. It was so huge that it could reach my neck.
Like a giant dog. I don't know why but the image of Scooby-doo crossed my mind, like seriously.
My arms brushed against many pointed vines which were sticking out but I couldn't care less. I did not feel any sting. I did not feel any pain from being scratched by them. Maybe it was the adrenaline kicking in that I couldn't even make out where I was going, in which way or if it was even the right way?
But all I know is that I'm being pushed further in the dense forest. I think I almost saw a wicked grin forming on the face of the approaching dog. Am I imagining things?
Am I dreaming or is this really happening?
The dog was watching my every step closely. It was pinpointing my every action and reaction like those dogs that are trained by police officers.
However, what it did next was uncalled for. It crouched itself downwards before jumping high up in the air, coming straight at me. I screamed in fright and felt my legs weakened.
No, no, no! Please!
My stupid little ass chose this specific moment to kiss the ground.
I fell down before I could avoid it. I felt a sting in my butt when my bottom made contact with the ground. But my sole interest was in watching the dog flying in the air before lurching itself onto me.Ontopof me!Soon, I was trapped beneath it. I closed my eyes tightly to avoid from looking at its dripping saliva. It was so gross and ugly looking. I could feel tears burning the brim ofmy eyes. There's no way I'm gonna accept dying like this.
I don’t know how and when but I slowly found myself drifting off to sleep while playing with its soft furs.I know what you might be thinking. Who is their right state of mind would sleep when an unknown creature was nuzzling up against them?I don’t know about you but I would when I’ve spent the entire day and night before sorting things around my new apartment. I pretty much already had bags forming under my eyes. It was high time I get some sleep.Hence, the slumber party time begins, with a not so small creature in my arms!When I woke up, it was dark so I figured it was night time or pretty early in the morning. I was still sitting with my back leaning against the tree trunk but the dog was nowhere to be found. Had it all been a dream, a nightmare? But what am I doing here? There is no way that I could imagine all of that. I’m not J. K Rowling nor am I Stephenie Meyer.I hastily got up and dusted my clothes off. I halte
When he moved a step back, my head spun as he cleaned the blood dripping down the side of his mouth with the back of his hand. My blood!My words got lodged in my throat as he graced me with a bloody fanged smirk.He freaking had fangs, like the dogs I met earlier.Finding my voice, I exclaimed, “What the fuck are you?”I refrained myself from pushing him away from me, afraid of touching him.I held my breath when he met my gaze. Concern etched on his forehead as he studied my face which was most probably showing my increasing panic and fear of this man.“You’ve got such a dirty mouth.” His smirk widened mischievously as he cocked a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me.He adjusted his arms beside my head and covered the short distance between our lips.Brushing his lips against mine, “I will have a great time taming you.” He murmured. His low and distinct tone sent a shiver travelling up my
The dark clothed man, who threw him down, glanced my way. I gasped. He freaking had wings, black and huge and he was hanging down low yet his feet never touching the ground. I would prefer using only one word if I had to describe him. A vampire!He has white pale skin like a vampire, his lips are bloody red and his eyes are dark, so dark you would feel like he’s looking right into your soul, sorting through your darkest sins. He has black shoulder length hair and looks fierce and right now his lips are pressed into a thin line.I could no longer deny that what was happening wasn’t real because real or not, it was definitely happening unless my eyes were playing some tricks on me.“You didn’t tell me you met your mate, Alejandro.” He addressed the man who had bit me.Mate?“Leave her alone!” Alejandro tried to get up but ended up hissing in pain. Consequently, I gasped in pain.“If I’m not
Alejandro’s point of view:I returned the threatening glare Ivan was throwing my way with one of my own.“How dare you cross my territory?” I roared.“Don’t you dare bark at me, you mutt.” Ivan snapped, his pupils thinning out before his eyes turned black.My wolf, Leo, fought to break free and growled, dangerously deep and low, forcing me into submission but I refused to yield to his demand.‘Damn it, Leo! Just stay put, I don’t want our mate to be scared of us.’‘You are the one who scared her away. I was doing great until you put your foot in it.’‘Fine, I admit that what I did was reckless but just listen to me this time, okay?’‘I will not stay put if anything goes out of control.’‘That is if anything goes out of control.’‘I’ll have your back.’ Once I got my wolf’s a
Amelia’s point of view:Feeling his eyes burning holes in the back of my head, I quickened my pace.I exhaled freely once I turned around the corner and stepped back into town, the place where civilians like me live. I did not even realize I had been holding my breath.I could feel his eyes on my ass the whole way until I turned the corner. He must be sick in the head if he thought I would go anywhere with him.I ran the remaining distance back to my apartment building. I hastily keyed in the code to open my apartment door. Closing my eyes, I sighed and leaned my back against the door once I was safely inside.I glanced at the clock. It was one in the morning. I spent ten hours out there in that forest, ten whole hours which changed my life overnight.That forest has so much stuffs going on. How come the locals around here are so oblivious to it? Either they are ignorant or those creatures know perfectly well how to ca
Amelia’s point of view: While returning back home the next day, I frowned when I noticed a black figure looming by my apartment. Feeling a burst of anger through my chest, I decided that enough was enough. Without wasting a second, I screamed and dashed towards the figure that froze like a deer caught in headlights. I grabbed the sides of his waist in a hip-lock and knocked him off his feet. I glanced down at him when he grunted out in pain while gripping his right arm. Feeling a pain shot up my right arm, I hissed. I stared at Alejandro in shock when he lifted the hood off his head. “It’s you!” I grimaced when his face twisted in pain. “I’m so sorry.” I exclaimed. “It serves you right.” I whispered through gritted teeth. My breath hitched as he swiftly looked up at me. Did he hear me? Impossible! I got rid of that thought. I held out a hand to help him up but he adamantly hoisted himself back on his fee
Alejandro’s point of view: I kept thinking about Amelia… her scent, her voice, her sassiness, damn it! I was screwed! After I’d been to her place the other night, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I wish to have her here with me, to feel her, to love her. I craved the way she tasted. My wolf wouldn’t let me breathe in peace. We both can’t seem to be able to stay away from our mate. I shouldn’t have let her go back to that town. ‘Glad to know you’ve realized that.’ Leo groaned. ‘Don’t you dare start again!’ I warned my wolf. He boldly growled back but before I could tell him anything, he withdrew back to the back of my mind. That was his personal space. And, I wasn’t allowed to disturb him there. I would do anything to have Amelia here with me. Then, maybe my wolf wouldn’t be so pissed off and moody all the time. But, she’d already made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with me. I can’t believe I’m letting a human control me. She’s m