"Whoa! Hey! Are you okay? You shouldn't drink coffee," Harry hurriedly warned, but her response made him stop in his tracks. He didn't understand what was going on. All of sudden, a loud growl escaped her throat and she grabbed ahold of his wrist before he could move another inch. "Don't move," she ordered sternly, staring at his face with her blood red eyes. "Please don't hurt me," he added softly. She lowered her head and squeezed his wrist hard enough to cause pain.
Harry's heart hammered painfully against his chest, but he still tried to keep himself calm.
"Let go."
She ignored him and let out a deep, angry breath. Harry's hand started shaking. He needed to get away from her before it started hurting.
Suddenly, Sophia stopped squ
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE— Nightmares and Fears — Tyler couldn't sleep for a night since he got to the Dark Wand. His mind has been having dreams. About faces he had never seen before. Faces that he had been afraid of. Facing down something he could barely comprehend, but which he was sure would end his life if it wasn’t already taken by someone else. Tyler woke up sweating and in a frenzy when the first thing he saw was that fucking wall of light again. The second thing that made him think the dream was real was how bright it was at 4 am, because it is always dark at 4 am in the suburbs. It’s weird though, when Tyler woke up from this particular nightmare it wasn’t a bad one either. In fact, he thought that maybe he didn’t remember what he dreamt about at all. It seemed th
After Katrina met with the alpha of the Dark Wand Pack, they both started their journey back to the pack. But they were more bandits on the way. They put up a fight, but lost a lot of wolves. Katrina bolted with the alpha and a few wolves when she found an escape route. This escape through the forest kept them going in circles for days, trying to avoid places where the bandits made camp. Gerald, the alpha of the Dark Wand Pack, was a brutal man. And as such, he had a lot of enemies. one of them was responsible for this. He was a man Gerald had hurt a long time ago in his quest for power. Now he wanted him to pay back in a spectacular manner. The plan was simple...kill the Dark Wand leader. kill everyone who knew about it. and then he'd claim the throne as rightful heir. But even if he didn't know how to kill the alpha yet, he had a couple ideas. He and his men stopped at night to sleep, usually just enough to stay awake and keep fighting. So,
He crouched down, ready to spring forward. The last wolf, the smallest of the three, stayed still. He didn't even bother to lift his muzzle to scent the air. Katrina smiled. Slowly, she crept forward until she was within earshot. The leader of the pack raised his voice and let out a command. “Let him be!” he growled harshly in reply. The second wolf nodded. He nudged his companion. The latter hesitated, but finally lowered his nose to the ground, sniffing softly at the unconscious male. The third wolf moved to stand beside the first. His gaze was fixed on the alpha of the three. Katrina smirked. She was pleased that these rogues had underestimated them. She hadn’t. And now it was her time to show them. Katrina waited patiently as the wolves surrounded the body of their captive, lifting it onto their shoulders. She kept her distance until they disappeared into the dark woods. She waited another moment and then followed in their wake. When they disapp
"Don't worry about me, okay? I'm fine," he said, sounding tired. He glanced up and saw Eric staring back at him. He gave him a soft smile. "Trust me, if something happens to me, your father will kill you himself." Eric's expression softened. "Thanks," he whispered. Tyler nodded, then gestured to the woods ahead. "Now go!" he ordered, smiling at him. "You've done enough for me already." Eric smiled briefly back before turning away. Just as he stepped into the clearing and disappeared among the trees again, he glanced back at Tyler, then hurried off into the shadows, disappearing into the darkness. The area was silent. Not a single animal was making the slightest sound nearby. The
A wave of nausea washed over him once again, prompting him to lean over slightly as a bout of dry, raspy coughs wracked his body. As Eric continued coughing, his eyes widened as he noticed that one of the orbs was beginning to glow. It pulsated and shone brightly as a sharp pain suddenly stabbed straight through him. He collapsed, crumpling to the ground in agony. His eyes rolled up and his head tilted to the side as he fell unconscious. A pair of warm hands gently lifted Eric up onto a hard surface. A pair of lips brushed against the nape of his neck as he was carried, causing him to jolt slightly in shock. • • • Eyes open, Eric stared listlessly ahead as consciousness slowly began to trickle back into his mind. He felt
Tyler ran through the forest, not knowing what Eric was facing. He didn't even know what he was going to face. The bandits he encountered along the way made him wonder. Was it just bad luck, or was Eric in trouble somewhere? Had something happened to him? He didn't know. And that bothered Tyler more than anything ever had in his life. Eventually, he came across an abandoned barn that he decided to check. He stopped briefly outside of the large wooden building, looking around warily. He had no way to defend himself should something happen to him. He walked inside, pausing briefly at the threshold. The stench hit him instantly. His nose crinkled. It was absolutely disgusting. The smell of death. A
He just knew that Katrina was in trouble and it wasn't looking good. She was in danger! She sensed his presence behind her and quickly turned around, facing him, snarling in warning. The man drew his knives and readied to strike. Katrina was expecting this and crouched low, ready to spring upwards, ready to dodge his attack and knock him off balance. Instead, the man launched a kick towards her head. The force of the kick sent her stumbling backwards. It took only a split second for Katrina to realize the man wasn't going to go easy on her. She rolled out of the way, using the momentum to jump onto a nearby tree trunk. As she climbed up, the man leapt at her, throwing a punch straight towards her face. Katrina ducked under it and slid underneath him, flipping over his body, landing in front of him. As the man regained his footing, Katrina
The forest was eerily silent, save for the soft crunching sounds the leaves made whenever he walked across them. His gaze swept over the surrounding woods, observing everything as closely as possible. He was aware that every noise he heard was loud enough for whoever was listening to pick it up, and he tried his best not to make a single sound. He wanted to stay quiet and undetected until he found his brother. "You're a wolf," the stranger spoke softly, drawing Tyler's attention to him again. He kept walking slowly towards him. "I can see it in your eyes. What do you want?" Tyler didn’t reply. A long sigh escaped the hunter’s lips, echoing throughout the silent forest. He stopped walking, facing Tyler once again. "How old are you?" he asked. He didn