Amelia's POV
And with Lucas by my side, I knew that I might just have a chance. Lucas led me through the woods, the wolf still following us closely. I didn't know where we were going, but I trusted him. He seemed to know what he was doing.
After a while, we came to a clearing. In the center of the clearing was a small cabin, surrounded by trees. It looked old and rustic, but cozy and inviting at the same time.
"This is my home," Lucas said, gesturing towards the cabin. "It's not much, but it's safe."
I looked at the cabin, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. It was nice to have a place to rest, to be able to catch my breath and gather my thoughts.
As we approached the cabin, the door creaked open and a woman stepped out. She was tall and slim, with long black hair and piercing blue eyes. She looked at me and the wolf, and then back at Lucas.
"Who are they?" she asked, her voice cold and distant.
"This is Ava," Lucas said, gesturing towards me. "She's a werewolf. And this is her wolf. They need our help."
The woman looked at me, her eyes scanning me up and down. I felt uncomfortable under her gaze.
"And why should we help them?" she said finally.
"Because they need us," Lucas said firmly. "And because it's the right thing to do."
The woman sighed, looking at me again. "Fine," she said. "But they'll have to stay in the guest room. And we'll have to keep an eye on them."
Lucas nodded, and the woman stepped aside, allowing us to enter the cabin. Inside, it was warm and cozy, with a fire burning in the fireplace and a comfortable-looking couch in the corner.
Lucas showed me to the guest room, which was small but clean. There was a bed, a dresser, and a window that looked out into the woods.
"You can stay here for now," Lucas said. "I'll go talk to Isabella and see what we can do to help you."
"Thank you," I said, feeling grateful for his kindness.
As he left the room, I sat down on the bed, feeling exhausted. It had been a long day, and I was still trying to process everything that had happened.
But as I lay down, I couldn't help but think about my pack. About the way they had rejected me, and how alone I felt without them. I had thought that being a werewolf meant having a family, a pack that would always be there for you. But now I knew that wasn't true. I was alone, and I didn't know how to fix it.
After a while, there was a knock at the door. I sat up, feeling nervous. Was it Lucas? Or the woman, Isabella?
"Come in," I said softly.
The door opened, and Lucas stepped inside. He was carrying a tray of food, and he smiled at me as he set it down on the bed.
"I brought you some dinner," he said. "I hope you like it."
I looked at the tray, feeling grateful for his kindness. It was a simple meal, but it looked delicious.
"Thank you," I said, smiling at him.
We sat there in silence for a few minutes, as I ate my food and he watched me. I could feel his eyes on me, and I wondered what he was thinking.
Finally, he spoke. "Ava," he said softly. "I know this is hard for you. But you're not alone. We're here for you. And we'll do whatever we can to help you."
I looked up at him, feeling a lump form in my throat. "Thank you "I don't know what to say," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I've never felt so alone in my life."
Lucas reached out and took my hand. "You don't have to say anything," he said. "Just know that we're here for you. And we won't let anything happen to you."
I looked at him, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. He was so kind, so caring. I had never met anyone like him before.
"Thank you," I said again. "I mean it."
We sat there for a while longer, talking about the pack and what had happened. Lucas listened intently, asking questions and offering advice.
As the night wore on, I started to feel sleepy. Lucas could see that I was tired, and he stood up.
"I'll let you get some rest," he said, smiling at me. "We'll talk more in the morning."
"Okay," I said, lying back down on the bed. "Thank you again."
Lucas nodded, and then he was gone. I closed my eyes, feeling a sense of peace wash over me. For the first time in days, I felt safe and protected.
As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held. Would I ever be accepted by another pack? Or was I destined to be alone for the rest of my life?
But for now, I was content to stay in the cabin with Lucas and Isabella. They had offered me a safe haven, and I was grateful for that.
As I fell asleep, I knew that no matter what happened, I would always remember their kindness. And I would always be grateful for it.
Amelia’s POV The next morning, I woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking in the kitchen. I got up and walked out of my room, following the scent to the main living area. Lucas and Isabella were already there, and they greeted me warmly. Lucas handed me a plate of pancakes and bacon, and I dug in hungrily. "So, what's the plan for today?" I asked, between bites. Lucas looked at me thoughtfully. "Well, we should probably start by figuring out where you want to go next," he said. "Do you want to try and find another pack to join, or do you want to stay here with us?" I paused, considering my options. "I don't know," I admitted. "I don't really have any other options at this point. But I don't want to be a burden on you guys." "You're not a burden," Isabella said firmly. "We're here to help you, no matter what." I smiled gratefully at her. "Thank you." Lucas stood up. "Why don't we go for a walk and talk about it some more?" he suggested. We all put on our jackets and headed ou
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