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Authors: Natalie Shaw
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ankle; I hadn't even felt the pain. The larger wolf growled loudly. Moments later, the other two attacked it. That was my cue.
I pushed myself out of the car. It was slippery underfoot, but I managed to scramble up the grass bank. In front of me was a stretch of open land covered in heather. Behind me echoed the sounds of a ferocious fight. I didn't look back—my only thought was to get as much distance between me and the wolves as possible. If I could just find somewhere to hide—maybe a cave. Perhaps my dreams hadn't been nightmares at all—perhaps they'd been premonitions. There was no time to worry about that.
The ground was uneven, and my ankle was throbbing. Twice I stumbled—grazing my legs. When I'd covered about a hundred metres, I realised I could no longer hear the sounds of the fight. I stopped and turned around, but immediately regretted my decision. There, in the distance, I could see the figure of the larger wolf. He was looking directly at me. I turned and ran, but my legs felt like jelly. I seemed to be making no progress at all. Within seconds, I could hear the sound of paws pounding the ground behind me. I looked for anywhere I might seek refuge—anything would do—there was nothing. I stopped running—it was pointless. Exhausted, I turned to face the predator.
The wolf skidded to a halt no more than six feet from me. Its snout was stained with blood. There was no sign of the other two wolves, so I assumed this giant had seen them off. I was bout to become its third victim.
“Come on then!” I screamed. “What are you waiting for?” I picked up the small rock by my foot. At least I could him a bloody head before he took me out. “Come on you bastard!”
Chapter 8
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T he wolf transformed into human form right in front of my eyes.
“Are you okay?” Craven said.
I couldn't speak.
“Louise. Are you okay?” He began to walk towards me.
“No! No! Don't come any closer.” I was almost hysterical. I couldn't think straight. I'd expected to die—I thought it was all over. But I was still alive, and right there in front of me stood Craven—naked.
“It's okay.” he said. “Everything's okay now. You're safe.”
In that moment, I knew everything he'd told me was true. He was a wolf-shifter. Lassiter was a vampire. My name was Louise, and I was a ... I could hardly bear to think about it.
“Don't try to speak,” Craven said as he helped me back to the road. “Everything's going to be all right.”
I doubted it. How could anything ever be all right again? Nothing would ever be all right again.
We took the BMW. Craven had collected: my holdall from the stricken police car, and the clothes which had been discarded by our would-be assailants. I noticed that the two dead wolves had transformed back into human form on death.
“What's wrong?” Craven had seen my tears, and put his arm around me. “It's over now. You're safe.”
I didn't answer. I wasn't crying for myself, but for the young policewoman who had been planning her wedding.
Craven took care of the formalities as we booked into yet another motel. This one was a little more upmarket than the one we'd stayed at the previous night.
“I've booked adjoining rooms,” he said, as we walked up a single flight of stairs. “Are you going to be all right?”
“Yeah, I'll be okay.”
He saw me to my room. “I'm just next door. Call me or knock on the wall if you need me.”
I nodded. “Craven,” I called just as he was about to leave.
“I'm sorry I didn't believe you.”
“That's okay. Get some rest. I'll check on you later.”
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I climbed onto the bed; I'd never felt so alone. Everything I thought I knew about myself had been destroyed. Before all of this had started, I hadn't had much of a life: no money, so-so job, no boyfriend. But at least I'd been a normal human being. What was I now? Some kind of freak show? I'd read a thousand paranormal books, and I'd always
I pushed myself out of the car. It was slippery underfoot, but I managed to scramble up the grass bank. In front of me was a stretch of open land covered in heather. Behind me echoed the sounds of a ferocious fight. I didn't look back—my only thought was to get as much distance between me and the wolves as possible. If I could just find somewhere to hide—maybe a cave. Perhaps my dreams hadn't been nightmares at all—perhaps they'd been premonitions. There was no time to worry about that.
The ground was uneven, and my ankle was throbbing. Twice I stumbled—grazing my legs. When I'd covered about a hundred metres, I realised I could no longer hear the sounds of the fight. I stopped and turned around, but immediately regretted my decision. There, in the distance, I could see the figure of the larger wolf. He was looking directly at me. I turned and ran, but my legs felt like jelly. I seemed to be making no progress at all. Within seconds, I could hear the sound of paws pounding the ground behind me. I looked for anywhere I might seek refuge—anything would do—there was nothing. I stopped running—it was pointless. Exhausted, I turned to face the predator.
The wolf skidded to a halt no more than six feet from me. Its snout was stained with blood. There was no sign of the other two wolves, so I assumed this giant had seen them off. I was bout to become its third victim.
“Come on then!” I screamed. “What are you waiting for?” I picked up the small rock by my foot. At least I could him a bloody head before he took me out. “Come on you bastard!”
Chapter 8
––––––––
T he wolf transformed into human form right in front of my eyes.
“Are you okay?” Craven said.
I couldn't speak.
“Louise. Are you okay?” He began to walk towards me.
“No! No! Don't come any closer.” I was almost hysterical. I couldn't think straight. I'd expected to die—I thought it was all over. But I was still alive, and right there in front of me stood Craven—naked.
“It's okay.” he said. “Everything's okay now. You're safe.”
In that moment, I knew everything he'd told me was true. He was a wolf-shifter. Lassiter was a vampire. My name was Louise, and I was a ... I could hardly bear to think about it.
“Don't try to speak,” Craven said as he helped me back to the road. “Everything's going to be all right.”
I doubted it. How could anything ever be all right again? Nothing would ever be all right again.
We took the BMW. Craven had collected: my holdall from the stricken police car, and the clothes which had been discarded by our would-be assailants. I noticed that the two dead wolves had transformed back into human form on death.
“What's wrong?” Craven had seen my tears, and put his arm around me. “It's over now. You're safe.”
I didn't answer. I wasn't crying for myself, but for the young policewoman who had been planning her wedding.
Craven took care of the formalities as we booked into yet another motel. This one was a little more upmarket than the one we'd stayed at the previous night.
“I've booked adjoining rooms,” he said, as we walked up a single flight of stairs. “Are you going to be all right?”
“Yeah, I'll be okay.”
He saw me to my room. “I'm just next door. Call me or knock on the wall if you need me.”
I nodded. “Craven,” I called just as he was about to leave.
“I'm sorry I didn't believe you.”
“That's okay. Get some rest. I'll check on you later.”
––––––––
I climbed onto the bed; I'd never felt so alone. Everything I thought I knew about myself had been destroyed. Before all of this had started, I hadn't had much of a life: no money, so-so job, no boyfriend. But at least I'd been a normal human being. What was I now? Some kind of freak show? I'd read a thousand paranormal books, and I'd always
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