Chapter 3

Amaya

I slowly became more aware of where I was. I could feel something under me, maybe one of my friends found me. Or was I dead and thought I'm on a bed?

I started to force myself to try and open my eyes it was easier than I thought it would be. Once they were opened I started to look around, I was not in the hospital. I sat up in the very big king-size bed, and I look around the room. To my right was a door that I look like led to the bathroom.

I looked in front of me and saw a door that looked like it was the closet dresser, more to the right there was a huge tv on it and more to the left there was a door that looked like it lead the outside. I turned to the big glass door that leads to a balcony. I could smell a weak scent of cinnamon and apple. The more I smelt it, the more I wanted it.

I started to hear footsteps coming closer and closer. I quickly stood up on went next to the door, to surprise the person. My dad said the element of surprise was great when trying to escape. My parents put me and my sister in martial arts and boxing so we could protect ourselves if anything ever happened.

The door opened and as I hoped I caught the person by surprise, I pulled their arm around and put my foot in front of them so they would fall on the floor. Once they were on the floor, I put my foot on their face and twisted their arm. Then I heard them scream, that's how I know I did it right.

"WHERE AM I?!" I yelled. When they didn't answer I pulled his arm and he screamed.

"ANSWER!" I yelled

"Ow. Ok, ok. I found you in the woods and brought you here. Luckily they helped you. I came to check up on you." He answered, his voice sounded familiar

I heard two sets of footsteps coming fast. Soon the door opened, and a boy and a girl walked in. The smell from before came hitting me like a truck. I tried not to let it distract me but it was hard.

"Amaya" I snapped my head at the boy who called my name. "Your safe, I promise." The more he talked the looser my hands got.

"Can you please let him go?" He asked moving closer to me.

I let go and backed away. The boy got up and went to the side of the girl, my gaze stayed on the boy. He had a strong build, one that you could tell he workout every day of the week, he was at least six feet tall,  He was dressed up in a black sleeveless shirt, and grey joggers. I couldn't pick whether to look at his midnight dark hair or hazel eyes. He was kind of...  Beautiful?

He looked over his shoulder and gave them a look. They started to leave, then the boy stopped.

"Be careful" he said looking at me

"I'm not going to hurt her," the beautiful boy said.

"I wasn't talking to her," he said and left.

We stood there in the room having a staring contest. Until he started to walk closer to me. I didn't know what came over me, instead of backing up or moving I stood there.

He walked so close to me that I had to look up to see his face.

"At least you're not afraid of me," he said

"Where am I?" I tried to sound as tough as I could and hide my fear.

"You don't need to act brave, we won't hurt you," he told me in a low voice. It made me want to hear it more

I pushed my thoughts although it was hard. "Where the hell am I?" I asked putting more tone in my voice.

"God. Holding myself back is so hard." once he said that, every part of me wanted to jump him. I closed my eyes and lowered my head to calm myself. What the hell was wrong with me he kidnapped me.

"What is the last thing you remember?" he asked putting his hands in his pockets 

I walked passed him into the center of the room. I started to rake my brain to find out what had happened.

"I went to a party with my friends. They left me and guys were hitting on me so I went outside, It was like the woods were calling to me. I tripped over a tree and started to bleed,  but I kept walking. Then there were these flashes of brown. It was so fast. Then it came on to me and.." I stopped. As I was reliving this, I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. I felt my breath get uneven.

"Amaya?" I could hear him but I couldn't see him. I could feel the same fear that I did that night. Then I felt a body on the side of me, I leaned into the feeling, The smell wrapped around me, and the sparks added to the feeling. I started to cry into him.

I didn't realize that he had moved us to the bed until I was laying in the bed with my head on his chest. I snuffled my tears away. I was in the arms of the man who had kidnapped me, I can't believe this 

"You know my name but I don't know yours," I told him. I hated crying. Afterward, I always sound like a baby.

"Jasper" he answered

"Jasper, why am I here?"

"Do you believe in the supernatural?" he asked.  I opened my eyes and looked up at him in confusion

"What?" I asked. He looked down at me   

"Have you ever heard of the moon goddess or Selene?" He asked

"Can't say I have," I said getting more curious about where this conversation is going.

"The moon goddess is said to be the creator of werewolves," he asked in a calm voice

"Werewolves?" I asked in disbelief. I got up off of his chest and looked him in the eye. 

"Yes, I know it's hard to believe but they are real."

"Yeah and so are witches and vampires," I said in a joking manner

"Actually, yes, and..." he paused

"And?" I said telling him to go on.

"You are a werewolf too."