There isn’t an easy way of saying it. If it were someone else telling the story, I wouldn’t believe them either. I would have thought they were crazy but something was coming and we need all the help we can get.
I started saying, "The person on the phone was someone who wanted to take Sam away.”
Christina shakes her head not believing me. “You don’t mean-”
“Sam’s kidnapper,” I confirmed. “I don't know exactly what his intentions are but all I know is that he is taking Sam back." I opened his back to pull out a piece of paper. "I received this letter 3 years ago. Three days after my parents' funeral."
I passed it to Christina and she read it out loud.
Xavier,
Samantha Point of view When I woke up, the house was completely empty. There was no sign of Ryder in the room. I tried calling out to him but silence only replied. I guess Ryder left before I woke up. I held my head with on hand trying to recall my last memory of my heat. My memory was a blur from but I wouldn't want to know what happened in my room. I blushed at the thought of it. I walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. It was a struggle at first to find where everything was but I managed to get myself some water. After drinking, I set the glass on the sink and caught a glimpse of a book Xavier told me that was from my mom. I opened the book and saw a Spider-Man sticker on the first page. I smiled at it but I don't know why. I assumed because I just thought it was cute but there was something in my mind that recalled a f
Stranger's point of view "David, I'm getting a weird feeling," I told my husband. Liam and Leo were supposed to pick up Lily who is in the woods behind our house, playing 10 minutes ago. My husband pulled up his boots and walked to me. "Lena Don't worry, I'll check if the kids are alright." He said giving me a kiss on my forehead and left to find our kids in the woods behind our house. I sat there waiting for him, worried. The wind gave me shivers. I knew I should have brought a jacket earlier, I thought to myself. But I did not move but stared at the woods. I stood up not waiting for another minute and walked in the direction of my husband. I called out his name and stopped when I saw the back of David. "David-" my voice cracked when I saw a red color spr
Samantha Point of view I opened my eyes still screaming. I jumped back and hit the wall. I stared at the ground trying to breathe in. Trying to recall what I have seen. I look up, Mom was still there but her eyes were not glowing anymore. She waits until I said, "That... that- that wasn't my memory." Mom nodded. "Lena. David. David Carson. The body that was found was his. They never found Lena's body nor did they find their children but you did. You found their daughter, Lily, and her sons, Leo and Liam. The Carsons. They are the Carsons." "H-how? How did I see that? It was like I was there but I wasn't. But why all of a sudden? Why did I need to see that? Why did I need to know how they died? W-why? H-how?" Mom stared down at me. I sounded like a person out of her mind.
Bruce Point of view "I need a witch," I immediately said once I entered Sarah's store full of flowers and dirt. The girl with blond hair with a strand of pink hair on her right tied in a braid is Sarah. She held onto the bouquet of flowers and glared at me. I sighed and said, "Hi, how was your morning? Good? Okay- I need a witch." "And I need your head served in a silver platter," she said as she gave me a sweet smile. She wore a black shirt, jeans, and a blue apron. "Seriously though. No call? No text? Do you just drop by when you need something? You are really something." Her boyfriend, Zack came into the room and kissed her head. She sighed in surrender. "Why do you need a witch?" "It's none of your business, "I said. Zack, not liking the tone of my voice, gave me a threatening look.
Samantha POV I want to leave. I want to just walk out. This isn't the life I signed up for. I am sure this isn't the life the old Sam signed up for. I stood up and started walking out the door then I realize that I have no idea where to go but I thought that anywhere except here was good enough. "Where do you think you're going?" I froze. I turned slowly to my right where I saw Ryder leaning on the wall next to the front door. He didn't leave? He eyed me, hard. "Ry-Ryder," I stuttered. Was he there the whole time? "Were you there the whole time?" He didn't look happy. He pushed himself off the wall and faced me. "You didn't answer my question, Samantha." I flinched at that name. That name. Her life that I was going to leave behind. An
Samantha Point of view It all made sense to me now. Why I haven't heard from my wolf. Why I didn't have any werewolf ability like heightened senses. Why I felt no different even though they told me I was a werewolf. But it doesn't explain why I was in heat if I wasn't a werewolf. I looked at Ryder. He said he wasn't a werewolf. So if both of us are not werewolves then what are we? Could I be like my mother? If I am then what is Ryder? "When I was taken, I had dreams," Ryder shares. "Without realizing it they were visions. I saw the Carsons, your mother, and many unfamiliar faces. At first, I thought they were dreams that rarely come but when they kidnapped you they came all the time even when I was awake." That explains how tired his eyes were. "It drove me crazy because one of them had you in it. It wasn't a good one ei
Bruce Point of view We took my van instead of Zack's pick-up truck. Zack's truck was obviously faster but I had a lot of stuff in the van that I needed to bring with me at all times. "Where the hell did you get a shotgun?" I heard Zack from the back. He was rummaging through my stuff. "This better not be mine because if it is, I'll shoot you with this." "Turn right here," Sarah instructed and I followed, ignoring Zack in the process as he continued to search my bags. I recognized the path we're taking. It was the path to the restaurant we went to where we lost Ryder. "There should be a restaurant around here." We shouldn't have been there. If we didn't go there then Ryder wouldn't have been kidnapped, Sam wouldn't have lost her memories and I wouldn't have to deal with everything
Bruce Point of view I took time to calm down and clear my head before heading back inside with the others. The mother and her daughter were still there waiting and making small talk with Sarah and Zack. They saw me come in and stopped talking. "My name is Lori Ana Steele but you can call me Ana," the little girl held her mother's hand as she introduced herself. Her mother still didn't trust us. She placed white dust for protection while we were gone. It was a simple spell that even a human could do if they had an amulet that allows them to do basic magic. "My name is Bruce and this is Sarah and Zack," I knelt down behind the white dust. "I actually need your help." "Why do you need her help specifically? She is only five." Her mother with a cu