All Chapters of A Dark Touch : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

     SABIN DRAGGED HER OUT OF THE ROOM. Leaving Matt's sleeping body behind.Hurrying down the narrow hallway, she started to panic once again. Would they hurt their fellow Pack-mate? They couldn't. She had family in that Pack; her nan and mother were a part of this Pack."Harlow, You need to move faster." A loud growl came, and she stopped, nearly toppling to the ground from Sabin's hold on her arm. She took one look over her shoulder, only to see a grey wolf crouched down in the hallway; his ears were flattened, and drool dripped from his sharp teeth. Sabin cursed under his breath when the werewolf suddenly decided to sprint its way to them. Protectively, she was pushed back, bumping into the nearest wall. Harlow gritted her teeth together; seeing Sabin's broad shoulders made her stiffen in anger; this was his fault. What was he going to do? Was he going to use that demonic power he had or was he going to shift

     "LOOK, THIS WASN'T MY IDEA," Kane spoke the silence, breaking the silence in the cramped room. Numerous thoughts were swarming in her head as she rocked back and forth on the other bed, hugging her legs to her chest. About an hour ago, a man had entered the room and, ignoring her pleads, placed a tray of food at the end of their beds. Harlow almost heaved at the sight of them; the bread, milk, cold vegetables, and a burrito appeared to be expired. She didn't even bother touching it; for all she knew, it could've contained poison or drugs. Kane had sniffed his bread before tossing it across the room with a sigh. Now, the two of them were in their provided, uncomfortable beds listening to the occasional passing footsteps outside the door. She gritted her teeth together. "Honestly, I could care-less about your stupid ideas right now, Kane." "I know you're curious, Dollface," he replied earnestly, tossing the bouncing ball back and forth in hi

AMANDA RIPPED THE STRAPS FROM HARLOW, her nails slicing at Harlow's skin. Despite the awaiting guard at the door, Harlow bolted out of the chair to escape, only to have her knees buckle beneath her from blood loss.Dizzy, Harlow crumbled to her hands and knees, finding herself staring at Amanda's perfectly, pointy high-heels. Vomit was crawling its way up her throat, yet Harlow kept swallowing it down- their exhausting tests had made her sick. She breathed in deep breaths, knowing she needed to keep oxygen flowing to her brain to stay awake. One of Amanda's high-heels connected with her forehead, and Harlow released a yelp, falling onto her side. Black spots filtered her vision, and frantically, she blinked them away, flinching at the pain in her head- a headache was inevitable. Harlow watched in frustration, listening to the blaring sirens, as her high-heels lacked against the floor, away from her."Grab her!" Amanda sneered, gesturing towards her. The burly guard rus

BURSTING OUTSIDE, HARLOW PUSHED HERSELF CLOSER TO MICHAEL, frantically searching around for the others. Drew was leading them, sprinting through the dirt circling in the air.  In the hectic movement, her gut screamed something that seemed off. Everything around felt bizarre like unreal...nothing made sense. For one, why was Kane helping them? When they'd first met, he had one motive- to kill Michael, and Harlow couldn't help but think that sort of motive doesn't just go away so quickly, not without a good reason. So, what reason did Kane have to be siding with them? Two, Harlow couldn't figure out Sabin's part in all of this was. Her mind couldn't wrap around the fact that these two people were Michael's siblings, as about Michael! Like the one of a tornado warning, a loud siren was blaring- it was a bother to werewolves like her due to their amplified hearing. Michael kept wincing, along with Kane and Drew. Her feet slapped against the ground frantically as she

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Michael dragged her to an empty room and then locked the door while throwing her to the ground. His angry tone didn't affect her anymore because she wasn't only angry; she was livid. Harlow stood up courageously and blushed off the nonexistent dust. "You wanna know why I'm here?" She mentally applauded herself and kept herself under control as her voice didn't waver once.Michael stared at her for a second, then turned around, punching the wall with his fist, creating a very deep dent. Well, wasn't he strong? It confused her, his bizarre behaviour, as she didn't say anything to anger him...at least, she didn't think she did.He sucks a hypocrite, he tells he to control herself, yet he does the opposite himself. 'Ugh! Fucking hypocrite! I hate you!'"Why did you do?" She asked, staring at his back, which was toned in all the right places. 'Dammit! focus Harlow.'"Do what?" He replied. Harlow's eyes ro