The rope bites into my hands, rough and unforgiving. Something hard digs into my shoulder. I attempt to open my eyes, but they are glued shut.With a groan, I force them open. The room is not brightly lit and I have to adjust my vision.Where the hell am I?My head lolls to the side, my neck protesting the motion. That is when I notice Allison across from me. Her gaze is locked on the door. Her hands are tied behind her, the same as mine. We are both bound to wooden chairs.Glancing over my shoulder, I see the window. Through the window I notice that we must be deep into the forest, the dark green giving our location away."Hey," Allison whispers, her voice barely cutting through the silence. My eyes snap back to her. The thick wood beams overhead give it an almost primitive feel. It gives off basement vibes.“What is going on? Where are we?” I ask, failing to hide the panic in my voice. I clear my throat and shake my head to clear the fog.Allison’s eyes flick back to the door, then
“Catherine?” The familiar voice cuts through the haze of confusion. I snap my head up, blinking against the light as I search the crowd.“Dad?”My father emerges from the throng of people surrounding me. I squint my eyes, attempting to see whether I am just dreaming or is it reality.“Catherine,” he says as he takes my arms and pulls me up. My legs tremble beneath me, but I manage to find my footing. I stare at him, my mind racing. What is he doing here? Is he a hunter?“What is going on?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper My father nods to the crowd, a silent command that sends most of them retreating a few paces. All but one—a short man with a massive beard—remains.“Ah, Catherine.” The bearded man steps forward, his grin wide and unsettling. “So nice to see you again. I was just about to give up on you.” He extends his hand, waiting for me to shake it. I glance at my father before slowly reaching out and clasping his hand in a limp handshake.“I’m… sorry, but I’m confused,” I
The alarm rings.06:00I stare at it, the sound cutting through the silence of the house. A sigh escapes my lips as I reach over to turn it off. Everything feels like a vivid dream. One I can’t wake up from.I thought I could handle this, that it was just a silly Wattpad story, but the emotions are real.Too real.The blood on my hands, the lifeless body of my father.I glance down, half-expecting to see the crimson stains still clinging to my skin. I can feel it.I shoot up, the empty feeling threatening to resurface. I shake my head and force myself out of bed, groaning when I hit the ground. I check my messages.Nothing.Jake has vanished, along with Tyler and Allison. They all think I’m some kind of pro-hunter, responsible for the deaths of twenty pack members.And my father.Stumbling to the closet, I sift through clothes. I search for something comfortable. I do not have the strength to curate a proper outfit today, not when I have volleyball practice this afternoon.I pull on a
I know, I know. I should just jump into the story where the main character wakes up, like all the other Wattpad stories. Unfortunately, this is not your typical Wattpad story.I am well aware that you attention whores like to read a werewolf or vampire story through the main character's point of view, imagining yourself in their shoes where you are the "chosen one", destined to be with the love interest. I know you like to read these types of stories because it makes you feel wanted and loved at times when you feel like you cannot be loved. Been there, done that, and got the t-shirt twice.I hate to be the bearer of bad news and this will be a bitter pill to swallow, but I have to tell you. None of you would be the one the "Alpha" or the "Mafia boss" would settle for. You are the most likely the boring side character from all the Wattpad stories. Hell, some of you are not even the main characters in your own lives.So, if you came here to read this story hoping to escape from your rea
A sharp sound rings through my ears. I groan in protest and my arm shoots to the nightstand. My eyes remain closed as my hand roams over the surface, trying to find my phone. The ringing pierces through my ears and I finally open my eyes. I scan the surface of the nightstand and grab my phone, turning the alarm off. When did I set an alarm? I glance at my lock screen and see the time.Why would I set an alarm for 06:00? A text appears on the screen, but I ignore it since it is from an unknown number. I throw the phone on the bed before I let out a heavy sigh. I roll out of bed and hit the wood-tiled floors with a loud thud.What the? I get up and my eyes dart from the floor back to the bed. Where am I? This is not my bed. And this is definitely not my room. The phone vibrates with another message from the same unknown number. I look around the room and blink a few times, just to make sure that I wasn't still dreaming.Whose room is this? The last thing I remember is falling asleep on
"And I binged "Lucifer" while I ate a whole pizza by myself," Allison says with a proud smile. I nod my head as I try my best not to make a face. "Wow, crazy. You crazy girl" plays in my head and I chuckle. She smiles brighter because she thought I was laughing at how crazy her holiday sounded."Hey, Allison-""Why do you keep calling me Allison? It's Ally. You're freaking me out." She pouts at me and frowns. She continues to walk on and I raise my brow at her. I have no idea how I am going to put up with her for a whole story. I inhale slowly and walk faster to catch up. I can remember the conversation that Kate and Ally had on their way to school, so I'm just going to stick with that."Ally," I pause to stress her nickname, "did you hear about all the new kids that are starting today?" She stops walking, turning to me while she shakes her head."Yes, apparently like 14 kids. I think six of them are seniors and will be in our homeroom," I say and wink when I reach her. Ally shakes he
When I got home from school, I went for a jog. I had to do something to clear my head and piece everything together. Plus, Kate is in good shape and I want to keep it that way. I managed to figure out a few things during the jog. I am impressed with my brain for recalling as much information as it did while I was zoned out for most of the book.I know Kate’s boyfriend’s name is Max and that Kate has an older brother, Oliver. He is one year older than Kate, but he failed his senior year. Now he has to repeat it in the same year as Kate. I overheard his mother giving him a lecture of a lifetime. He seems to be quite on the social side of life from what I heard.After I took a shower, I sit on the bed and scroll through all the photos on Kate’s phone. She has many selfies and pictures with friends and family. My own phone has almost no selfies. I am not one for selfies, but I like to take photos with my friends. I notice Kate has no photos with Ally which is strange. They have been frien
"No, I still can't believe you got almost all the new kids in your homeroom. I only have two in my homeroom," I complain while I follow Ally to her locker. Now that is what I call "plot armor". At least, she has the alpha and his friend, so I don't have to face them yet. I remembered that the name of the alpha is Tyler, but I don't know his friend's name."I don't care about that. To be honest, I don't even notice that they are there." She opens her locker and puts some books in the locker. I glare at her, but she can't see me. This girl is on some other type of drug. I honestly don't know why we are friends. And why does she even have books? We only start on Monday.I sigh as I wait for her to finish. I want to get to the cafeteria as soon as possible.I have to say that the day is a lot less eventful than I thought it would be. I did not even get the chance to see what the alpha and his friend look like. I am also extremely grateful that I did not witness the meet-cute between Ally