“I don't know!”
He sighed. “Fine you want to play little-miss-innocent, go ahead. We'll just get to know each other a little, but I will get it out of you,” he swore. I nodded in relief, content that he would no longer be pestering me about a crime I didn't commit.
“Do you have any friends that will come looking for you?” He asked.
The school would know I was gone, but they would never stand a chance to find me. Anna and Brie would look for me—if they were not already.?
“Yes, two. Anna and Brie,” I informed him truthfully. Maybe if he knew people were coming for me, he’d let me go.
“The two I saw in your window. What are they?” A shudder of disgust ran through me. This stranger had been spying on me for who knows how long? That didn’t sit …show more content…
Your real name,” I question. He said we’d get to know each other, and I had a few questions of my own.
“Shaun.”
“What's your pack name?”
“The Blood Moon Pack,” he said proudly. All the color drained from my face. The Blood Moon Pack. I gulped. The Blood Moon Pack. The most powerful werewolf pack in North America. It was said that they've slaughtered a whole demon dens before. They were the only werewolves to ever get any sort of respect in the Gehenna Realm. They were merciless assassins.
In that moment I lost any hope of leaving, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t put up a fight. The only way out was in a body bag, and I wasn’t going down without a fight. This pack had another thing coming if they think I’d just be another easy kill! I accepted that I was going to die, but refused to accept that I would be killed effortlessly. I would kick, scream, and resist until my final breath. No one could take my determination from me.
“What are you?” He asked me.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I sneered back at him. That earned me a hard slap in the face. I turned my face back to Shaun and spit blood at him. The red glop landed on his shirt. Shaun looked down heatedly at his shirt before pulling it off. His abs were inhumanely …show more content…
He put his weight down on it, making me cry out. I flapped my arms futilely, trying to inch closer to my salvation; it was just out of my grasp, a mere inch or two. Shaun pressed harder on my stomach, laughing as he did so. I moved my focus from trying to reach the piece of wood, to Shaun’s foot. I grasped his ankle in my hands and attempted to push him off. Even more pressure was added. I felt like my bones were about to break. My lungs struggled to expand. I managed to throw Shaun off balance, and he had to remove his foot to catch
He sighed. “Fine you want to play little-miss-innocent, go ahead. We'll just get to know each other a little, but I will get it out of you,” he swore. I nodded in relief, content that he would no longer be pestering me about a crime I didn't commit.
“Do you have any friends that will come looking for you?” He asked.
The school would know I was gone, but they would never stand a chance to find me. Anna and Brie would look for me—if they were not already.?
“Yes, two. Anna and Brie,” I informed him truthfully. Maybe if he knew people were coming for me, he’d let me go.
“The two I saw in your window. What are they?” A shudder of disgust ran through me. This stranger had been spying on me for who knows how long? That didn’t sit …show more content…
Your real name,” I question. He said we’d get to know each other, and I had a few questions of my own.
“Shaun.”
“What's your pack name?”
“The Blood Moon Pack,” he said proudly. All the color drained from my face. The Blood Moon Pack. I gulped. The Blood Moon Pack. The most powerful werewolf pack in North America. It was said that they've slaughtered a whole demon dens before. They were the only werewolves to ever get any sort of respect in the Gehenna Realm. They were merciless assassins.
In that moment I lost any hope of leaving, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t put up a fight. The only way out was in a body bag, and I wasn’t going down without a fight. This pack had another thing coming if they think I’d just be another easy kill! I accepted that I was going to die, but refused to accept that I would be killed effortlessly. I would kick, scream, and resist until my final breath. No one could take my determination from me.
“What are you?” He asked me.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I sneered back at him. That earned me a hard slap in the face. I turned my face back to Shaun and spit blood at him. The red glop landed on his shirt. Shaun looked down heatedly at his shirt before pulling it off. His abs were inhumanely …show more content…
He put his weight down on it, making me cry out. I flapped my arms futilely, trying to inch closer to my salvation; it was just out of my grasp, a mere inch or two. Shaun pressed harder on my stomach, laughing as he did so. I moved my focus from trying to reach the piece of wood, to Shaun’s foot. I grasped his ankle in my hands and attempted to push him off. Even more pressure was added. I felt like my bones were about to break. My lungs struggled to expand. I managed to throw Shaun off balance, and he had to remove his foot to catch