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Chapter three: Shadows in the night

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last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-09-20 01:51:35

The next morning, the eerie sight of Ronan standing outside my house was the first thing on my mind. I’d barely slept again, haunted by the image of him lingering under the streetlights, watching me in silence. By the time I’d worked up the courage to confront him last night, he had disappeared into the shadows like he was never there.

Part of me questioned if I had imagined the whole thing. But I knew deep down it wasn’t just a figment of my overactive imagination. He was there, and there was something he wasn’t telling me.

The day stretched on with an unsettling calm. I tried to shake off the strange feeling of being watched, but it clung to me like a second skin. Sophie had called in the morning, insisting I join her at the diner for lunch again, but I wasn’t in the mood for small talk and her usual carefree banter.

Instead, I wandered through the quiet streets of Grey Hollow, hoping to distract myself. The town was just as sleepy and uneventful as always. The trees rustled lazily in the autumn breeze, and the sun cast long, golden shadows over the old brick buildings. But I couldn’t enjoy the peace.

Something was lurking beneath the surface of this town. I felt it in the pit of my stomach.

I walked through the town square, my eyes darting around, scanning the faces of the people I passed. Everyone looked the same—friendly, normal, entirely unconcerned. If Ronan was right about something being dangerous, no one else seemed to know it. Or maybe they did, and they were just better at hiding it.

“Lena!” a voice called from behind me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I turned to see Mrs. Cooper, one of the town’s elder residents, bustling towards me with a concerned look on her face.

“Morning, Mrs. Cooper,” I greeted her, though my voice lacked its usual cheerfulness.

She studied me with narrowed eyes, as if she could sense something was wrong. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost, dear. Everything all right?”

I hesitated. I wasn’t sure how to answer that. Was everything all right? No. But could I explain why to someone like Mrs. Cooper? Definitely not.

“I’ve just been a little distracted lately,” I said, forcing a smile. “Too much on my mind, I guess.”

Mrs. Cooper didn’t look convinced, but she nodded anyway. “Well, you take care of yourself, Lena. Grey Hollow’s always been a quiet town, but it never hurts to be cautious, especially these days.”

That last comment sent a shiver down my spine. What did she mean by “these days”? Was there something going on in Grey Hollow that I didn’t know about?

Before I could ask, she waved goodbye and hurried off, leaving me alone with my thoughts once more.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was seriously wrong. Maybe I was overthinking it, but there were too many pieces that didn’t fit together. The way Ronan had warned me, the way Mrs. Cooper hinted at danger—it all seemed connected.

I needed answers, and I wasn’t going to find them by wandering aimlessly through town. I made my way back home, determined to figure out what was going on.

Once inside, I locked the door behind me, my mind racing. I knew I couldn’t just sit here and wait for something to happen. I had to be proactive. Maybe there was something online about Ronan or strange occurrences in Grey Hollow. It was a long shot, but I had to try.

I pulled out my laptop and typed "Ronan Blackwood" into the search bar. Nothing. No social media, no articles, nothing that tied him to any place, any history. It was as if he didn’t exist.

Next, I tried searching for any recent news about Grey Hollow. Again, nothing. Just the usual small-town events and the local gossip columns. But I knew there was more going on than what met the eye.

Frustrated, I closed the laptop and ran a hand through my hair. What was I missing?

Just then, a knock echoed through the house, startling me out of my thoughts. My heart pounded as I stood up, the sound unnerving in the otherwise silent house.

I cautiously approached the door, peering through the peephole. My breath caught in my throat.

Ronan stood there, his face shadowed by the dimming light of the afternoon. He wasn’t smiling, wasn’t doing anything to ease the tension that immediately thickened the air between us.

I hesitated, my hand hovering over the doorknob. A part of me didn’t want to open it. A part of me wanted to pretend like he hadn’t come at all. But another part of me—one filled with curiosity and, perhaps, even a little fear—needed answers.

Slowly, I unlocked the door and pulled it open.

“Ronan,” I said, my voice steady despite the racing of my heart. “What are you doing here?”

His eyes were dark, unreadable, as they locked onto mine. For a moment, he said nothing, just stared at me with that same intensity I had seen the night before.

“We need to talk,” he finally said, his voice low and rough.

I crossed my arms, trying to keep a safe distance from the unease creeping up my spine. “About what?”

Ronan stepped closer, his gaze flicking briefly to the street behind him before settling back on me. “I told you to go home last night for a reason. You’re not safe here, Lena.”

There it was again. The same warning. The same cryptic, vague words that didn’t make any sense.

I frowned. “What do you mean I’m not safe? This is Grey Hollow. Nothing happens here.”

“That’s what you think,” he said, his voice tight. “But you’re wrong. Something’s happening, something dangerous. And you’re caught in the middle of it.”

I felt a chill run through me. “Why? Why me?”

Ronan’s jaw clenched, and for a moment, I thought he wasn’t going to answer. But then he leaned in closer, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Because they know who you are.”

I swallowed hard. “Who? Who knows?”

He hesitated, as if weighing how much he should tell me. But then he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Wolves.”

I stared at him, confused. “Wolves? What are you talking about?”

Ronan’s expression darkened. “You need to leave, Lena. Before they come for you.”

“Who’s ‘they’? What do you mean—?”

But before I could finish, Ronan stiffened, his eyes darting toward the street. He was suddenly alert, like he had sensed something I couldn’t see.

“They’re already here,” he muttered.

In that moment, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I didn’t need to ask who he meant. I could feel it too—the shift in the air, the sudden stillness that fell over the neighborhood like a heavy blanket.

Something was out there. And it was coming for me.

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    I barely slept that night. Ronan’s face, his eyes, the way he had warned me to go home—it played over and over in my mind like a broken record. His words carried weight, a silent threat lingering in their simplicity. The darkness of the woods, the cold edge of the night—it had all changed in the space of a few minutes. The next morning, Grey Hollow was its usual self—calm, unbothered by whatever had occurred in the shadows of last night. People went about their business, opening up shops, exchanging idle chatter at the diner, and acting as if nothing had shifted.But I felt it. Something had changed. Or maybe it had always been there, hidden beneath the surface, and I had just been too blind to see it. I wandered down Main Street, sipping on my coffee, trying to blend into the usual rhythm of the town, but my thoughts kept drifting back to the stranger who had appeared at the edge of the woods. Ronan. Why had he come here? What did he mean, “It’s not safe”? The thought gnawed at me

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    The next morning, I woke to the smell of wood smoke and something savory cooking downstairs. For a brief moment, I felt normal, like I was waking up in some remote bed-and-breakfast on a vacation I had never planned. But the tension that lay just beneath the surface of everything here reminded me that I wasn’t safe—not yet. I dressed quickly, wanting to shake off the unease that had settled in my chest. The house was quiet, but I could hear faint voices outside the window—people moving about their day in the village below. They seemed so ordinary, so peaceful, yet I couldn’t help but feel like there was something more to this place. Something hidden. Heading downstairs, I found Ronan in the kitchen, stirring something on the stove. He looked up when I entered, his eyes softening slightly. “Morning,” he said, nodding toward the pot. “Breakfast should be ready in a minute.” I sat down at the small wooden table, my hands wrapping around a mug of coffee he’d already poured for me. The

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    As we drove away from the cabin, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Ronan was always so calm, so collected, but I could sense the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers gripped the steering wheel just a little too tightly. He hadn’t told me where we were going, just that it was "safer" than where we had been. I didn’t ask. It wasn’t like I had anywhere else to go. But the silence between us grew heavier with each mile.The road became more rugged as we headed deeper into the woods, surrounded by towering trees and mist curling at their roots. Despite the unease gnawing at me, there was something oddly beautiful about the isolation. The further we went, the more I felt like we were leaving the world behind—entering a place that time had forgotten.After what felt like hours, the trees thinned, revealing an unexpected sight. Nestled between the hills, a village appeared—small, rustic, but alive. I hadn't expected this. The place looked like it was pulled from a

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    The darkness inside the cabin was thick, nearly palpable. I stumbled through the dim interior, trying to steady my breathing and calm my racing heart. The walls were rough-hewn wood, and the place smelled of mildew and old pine. In the faint light filtering through the cracks in the boarded-up windows, I made out a dusty table and a few old, moth-eaten chairs. The cabin felt as abandoned as it smelled.I listened intently for any sign of Ronan or the wolves. The sounds outside had faded, but I knew better than to relax. The door was sturdy, but it wouldn’t hold forever. My hands were trembling as I fumbled for the small flashlight in my pocket, and I clicked it on, casting a narrow beam of light through the room. Shadows danced along the walls, creating eerie shapes that seemed to move with a life of their own.The sound of scratching at the door sent me jumping. I held my breath, straining to hear. There was nothing—just the whisper of the wind outside and the faint rustling of leave

  • Moonlit Bounds   Chapter Five: Secrets in the Dark

    The howl echoed in my ears long after it had faded into the night, and every instinct I had screamed at me to run. But where could I go? The wolves, or whatever they were, knew exactly where we were. And now I was beginning to think they weren’t just after me—they were after Ronan too. Ronan led me down the alley, his grip on my wrist firm as he glanced over his shoulder every few seconds, as if he could see the wolves closing in on us. His eyes were wild, calculating, like he was trying to figure out our next move. “Ronan, slow down!” I gasped, my legs burning from the sudden sprint. “No time,” he muttered. “They’ll catch up soon.” I tugged against his grip, planting my feet firmly into the ground until he had no choice but to stop and look at me. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going on. All of it,” I demanded, chest heaving as I tried to regain my breath. For a moment, it looked like he was going to argue, but something in my expression must have told

  • Moonlit Bounds   Chapter four:The Hunter’s Moon

    The air outside had grown colder, and I could feel the weight of Ronan’s warning settling deep into my bones. There was no denying it now—something was here in Grey Hollow, something far beyond my understanding. And Ronan seemed to be the only one who knew what it was.I stood frozen in the doorway, my mind racing as his words echoed in my head. *They know who you are…*Wolves. Was he serious? How could I be in danger from wolves? This wasn’t some wilderness—this was Grey Hollow, the most uneventful town I had ever known. But the look in his eyes had been dead serious, and the way he stiffened at the slightest sound from the street only made me more nervous.“What do you mean they’re already here?” I whispered, trying to steady my voice, though fear had already started to twist my insides.Ronan’s eyes scanned the darkening street behind him, his jaw clenched. “You need to trust me,” he said, stepping closer. “I can explain everything, but right now, we don’t have time. We need to get

  • Moonlit Bounds   Chapter three: Shadows in the night

    The next morning, the eerie sight of Ronan standing outside my house was the first thing on my mind. I’d barely slept again, haunted by the image of him lingering under the streetlights, watching me in silence. By the time I’d worked up the courage to confront him last night, he had disappeared into the shadows like he was never there. Part of me questioned if I had imagined the whole thing. But I knew deep down it wasn’t just a figment of my overactive imagination. He was there, and there was something he wasn’t telling me.The day stretched on with an unsettling calm. I tried to shake off the strange feeling of being watched, but it clung to me like a second skin. Sophie had called in the morning, insisting I join her at the diner for lunch again, but I wasn’t in the mood for small talk and her usual carefree banter.Instead, I wandered through the quiet streets of Grey Hollow, hoping to distract myself. The town was just as sleepy and uneventful as always. The trees rustled lazily

  • Moonlit Bounds   Chapter Two: The Warning

    I barely slept that night. Ronan’s face, his eyes, the way he had warned me to go home—it played over and over in my mind like a broken record. His words carried weight, a silent threat lingering in their simplicity. The darkness of the woods, the cold edge of the night—it had all changed in the space of a few minutes. The next morning, Grey Hollow was its usual self—calm, unbothered by whatever had occurred in the shadows of last night. People went about their business, opening up shops, exchanging idle chatter at the diner, and acting as if nothing had shifted.But I felt it. Something had changed. Or maybe it had always been there, hidden beneath the surface, and I had just been too blind to see it. I wandered down Main Street, sipping on my coffee, trying to blend into the usual rhythm of the town, but my thoughts kept drifting back to the stranger who had appeared at the edge of the woods. Ronan. Why had he come here? What did he mean, “It’s not safe”? The thought gnawed at me

  • Moonlit Bounds   Chapter one: A stranger In town

    I had returned to Grey hollow a week ago and even though the town was always quiet, the air felt different tonight. Crisp and cold, like it was carrying secrets it wasn’t supposed to. I wrapped my scarf tighter around my neck as I walked down the empty streets of Grey Hollow. The town had always been quiet—too quiet, really. Everyone was used to their own routine, too scared to break from the mold. But tonight, I felt like something had shifted, like the night itself was holding its breath. I pulled my coat tighter and glanced up at the full moon, glowing brightly against the black sky. The town seemed different under its light, casting long shadows across the narrow streets, making the familiar feel foreign. I couldn’t shake the unease curling in my stomach, the way my heart seemed to race even though nothing was happening. Maybe it was just my imagination. Grey Hollow was always like this: empty and sleepy, as though the town itself had never quite woken up. Nothing ever happ

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