Twelve

CHAPTER 12

GLENN

Pain should be physical right? Yet I felt mine in my soul, deep in my heart in places where I shouldn't have felt them, slowly it to me that the pain I felt at that minute had depth—It was emotional.

It was difficult to explain but as soon as the sound of the siren filled the air I knew that perhaps I might have overstepped my boundaries, and soon I was running again.

At that moment, I started thinking about things I should have done right and didn't, maybe I shouldn't have broken the window or walked into the facility in the first place but underneath all this fear and anxiety was the face of this man that was slowly fading away from my mind but the memories of what I felt remains.

By this time I was completely healed of my Injuries from the window and I was left with just one option at the back of my mind and that was for me to run as fast as I can deeper into the woods.

Soon, I knew the length of the wood would be combed and the last thing I would want at this moment was having to face these humans, once I couldn't trust what they would do.

The last thing I wanted was to be locked up in one of the rooms as a specimen.

All of a sudden I was running from two things with no destination at the back of my head.

The wood was filled with flashlights and the sound of dogs barking as I could hear them making way toward my direction, each moment that passed felt like they were getting closer.

It was as though they were unrelentingly looking for whoever it was, with each fleeting footsteps was my quick heartbeat as well.

In what looked to be like a sudden change or can I call it mutation my heartbeats that had a fondness for everything else was beating at that minute for more than survival.

They began to beat, to rage in loud thuds to fill with a contentment in my soul as it warmed up against my chest as my skin grew cold with anxiety as there was the fear that I might be caught at any moment.

At the outskirts of the woods I found an abandoned cabin, almost at ruin's . I approached it cautiously hoping that they wouldn't come this far.

I had been running for two hours and with my inhumane speed I doubted if they would come this far, moreover it was close to morning already.

Walking in cautiously, I looked around … a rat squealed as I stepped on it and I almost yelped as it ran the rest of the way into the darkness that had consumed the room.

It was obvious that this place had been abandoned for years and some sort of family lived here, deep in my mind all I thought was the cause of the isolation as this place was far-off.

Could it be that they were as I was, alone and casted away?

The thought filled my mind as I made my way to a room as the floor creaked under my weight.

Just as I thought, I found a bed … It was dusty and dirty but at that moment I didn't care, so far it had been the best comfort I had.

I laid on the bed with the doors to my soul wide open while I stared at the ceiling and tried to ignore the feelings I was having deep inside of me again.

At that moment all were directed toward the man, I couldn’t fall in love with this man. I knew that quite alright but yet my wolf chose him and I was dying to know why.

it turned out that I would rather never fall in love at all than to experience it unrequited by a common human. I’d seen it enough times to despise the possibility of any human loving me the way I should.

I couldn’t love a man who treated me like something that could be easily experimented, or even worse—an animal in a cage, and not like a mate If there was anything I knew with a certainty about humans, it was that they couldn’t grasp the whole ideal of loyalty and couldn't be trusted, well I wouldn't say we supernaturals are not the same as well.

Yet those heartbeats wouldn't depart, I forced it back to the back of my mind and it became like a lump tied down to a strangling, uncomfortable feeling at the back of my throat.

The scent of the attraction still hovered around as though one part of me was connected to him, it was almost like he was here and I could smell him, it was like he was all over me.

Pain cut through my chest again as I tossed on the bed again, finding peace in my sleep finally.

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All I felt were the rays of the sun on my face, I didn't know how long I had slept but it was enough for the sun to be out in its full glory.

There was a reminder of yesterday in my mind and it made me warm everywhere, though I knew it shouldn’t.

All I felt at that moment are summed up to two things: Leftovers feelings toward the stranger of yesterday that were flighty and annoying to even myself and hunger.

I looked around the room where I had slept and could see that it was a total mess. If I wanted to stay here for a while I had to do something about it.

In deep thoughts, my mind was filled with the next course of action, deep in my mind it left a straight path to follow, leaving it with maturity and thoughtfulness, but I couldn’t seem to find the way out of the maze I was in at the moment.

I ran my hands through my hair as I tied my ruffled hair into a bun as I got on with the task of what I had to do that day.

As I cleaned up the room, the thought of the man was still right there at the back of my head unwilling to depart…I still thought about him, and wasn’t using my brain while I was at it but another organ

entirely, I thought about him with my heart—amidst pulses, thuds and heavy beatings.

I’d fallen asleep to still feeling him

everywhere, and now that I was awake the feeling was still there hanging in the hair as there was a prickling sense of unease as well in my heart.

I had been working my ass off trying to clean the apartment for the past minute, and in a way it left animosity seeping under the door.

As it turned out I was getting used to the violence that was slowly becoming a normal staple in my life, it wasn't the violence itself that worried me as a matter of fact it was the cause of it.

Maybe I was finally realizing I could be all alone in this world after all, and all the care and love that I had first received was only a façade.

As the afternoon neared my palms grew clammy from having to work for too long, my heartbeats icing over.

A part of me was still hoping for the worst however as something dark and bitter crept through me—It Was as though I was expecting the nemesis of the previous day to catch up with me.

My gaze found the outside of the window as I sighed from the frustration that had infiltrated my heart, burning a hole

in my chest as I walked down to the bathroom—a couple of hours ago I had spent my time cleaning it off and now all I wanted was a nice bath.

The water in the bathroom ran from some kind of windmill, but I could care less where it came from as I enjoyed the feel of the water as it drizzled down from the faucet.

Dropping my head as I was done bathing and making my way out, a feeling filled my Chest and filled out the rest of my body as my stomach floated up—It wasn't from hunger, rather it was from the irritation of feeling betrayed by people that shouldn't have.

I let my eyes fall closed, my head feeling light and high as I thought about the moment I had seen my sister kissing him and ran away from home.

A lone wolf howled in the distance distracting my thoughts…Opening my eyes again, I looked out of the window as the sunset then I kept my eyes down, in a way I was afraid my face would give away what was happening in my chest.

As it appeared, I was ashamed to show my emotions even to the silence that seemed to envelope every bit of me.

The whole room seemed to suddenly grow so quiet that dread filled my soul, the silence seemed to consume even the wood.

I felt my stomach twist and my breathing stopped

What was about to happen? I thought to myself.

I slowly raised my eyes and instantly tensed, when I saw what looked like something moving in the distance.

I shifted my gaze side to side, wondering if I’d missed anything or perhaps it was just an optical illusion.

The feeling left a thrilling kind of fear that got me all tense, as I tightened my muscles and tried to summon my wolf.

A scent was in the air now, filled with the fact that I was not alone.