I TURNED MY HEAD OVER MY shoulder when the tiny glass fragments flew inward the vehicle, slicing my lip. I heard a deep scream and registered that it was the man when I no longer felt his weight on top of me.
A loud growl pierced my ears and my stomach sank. The man was flung out the vehicle and into a tree, his back collided first and judging by the cracking sound I heard, I knew that he was no longer living.
In front of me, on the fender was a huge gray wolf, its grey eyes staring menacingly at me through the darkness. My body went to defense and I jumped over into the driver's seat, twisting the key in the ignition and stepping on the brake before he could attack. As I sped, the wolf climbed onto the roof.
I struggled to control the wheel, the truck swerving and twisting out of control. My hands were trembling on the wheel and I tightened my palms on it. The wolf was still on the roof, I heard its movement. I stepped on the brake, my chest slamming into the wheel when the truck came to a halt. The wolf launched off the roof and onto the middle of the road.
I narrowed my eyes at it when it got down on all fours, growling before it charged at me. It was coming right at me and I stepped on the gas. The car ascended forward and to avoid the attack I twisted the steering wheel. With the force I applied the vehicle steered off of the road and toward the forest.
I gasped, covering my face when the car rolled down the dirt and collided into a tree. My head slammed into the dashboard and my chest seized. I kicked open the door and sprawled out onto the grass, I felt the pain coursing through all the parts of my body like electricity. My blurry eyes fluttered close and everything around me went black.
***
I HEARD LOW GROWLING AROUND ME.
My eyelids were heavy when I opened them and I lifted my hands to my face.
I felt them. My skin went warm, I felt their eyes circling me, lurking in the darkness.
I was thought to be stoic. Trained by whips at a young age but now, laying in dirt, defenseless with wolves around me I was faced with great agony.
The wolf glared menacingly at me. I was dying and they all knew. It was a rather easy lunch for them.
"Stay back!" I cried, my blood curdling against my tongue,"Please don't kill me." I pressed my palms against the dirt, pushing myself up on the rock behind me though my body screamed for me to stop.
The wolf stalked out of the darkness and my eyes went wide.. With clean grey thick fur and a long mane, standing on its four legs in utter dominance, he was no other than the Alpha.
He growled, the both of us playing a silent game of don't blink but of course it meant more. He was testing to see if I was a threat.
I closed my eyes as tears burned my cheeks when he lunged at me, waiting for his teeth to connect with my flesh but the contact never came. A heard a call behind him and opened my eyes again, seeing familiar brown fur jump through the air.
She jumped through the air and transformed to her human form when she rolled, landing on her feet with her hands supporting her on the ground, he held her arms up to him,"Wait. Don't kill her."
The Alpha shook his mane, a gesture that told her to step against but she stayed in front me,"Please Alpha." She begged him and he howled so mightily that it echoed through the trees causing her to flint slightly.
With each passing second I felt my eyes dying on me.
With my eyes half way opened I only listened.
"She is the girl that saved my life." She looked down at me, "She freed me from a horrible, horrible place."
He stepped back a little, the sound of whimpering and cracking bones before I saw his human shadow towering above me. My eyelids were heavy and although I did not look up, I felt him over me.
His eyes were burning the top of my head when he snarled,"She does not belong here." Those were the last words I heard before I felt my life leaving my body, losing consciousness from the exhaustion.
***
I thought I was dead and waited. I waited for that bright light and the last memories that flashes before your eyes of the best parts of your life. But I didn't get any of that. I got pain and sticky tears on my face as I groaned and whimpered over the darkest parts of my life. The worst memories of my life, old and new.
I bit down on my lip and my toes curled when I opened my eyes, feeling the pain of the accident, twice as worse.
I clasped my hands over my mouth, trying to calm my fast breathing.
I tried to wipe the stickiness from under my eyes but my hands were pulled back. My heart picked up when I dangled my arms, feeling heavy chains tug at my wrists and looked around an unfamiliar room.
I was in a concrete box, dark and hot, with veins of grass growing through the tiny rectangular window high up and almost touching the ceiling.
Sweat trickled down my spine and forehead. My mouth was dry as a tree's bark and my injuries were on fire. I looked down at my stomach to see that it was bandaged but I still felt the stabbing. It was terribly done but enough to keep me alive.
The rattling of locks on the metal door in front made me desperate to escape from the chains but when I pulled on them, a hissed left my lips, bouncing off the walls of the room and I bowed my head, breathing harshly, clutching my aching chest.
"Trust me, you wouldn't want to do that." I raised my eyes and saw two men standing between the door hinges but it wasn't either of them who spoke. And to confirm this I saw an angered face look over their shoulders, shoving past them and revealing himself when he walked into the room.
My breathing hijacked to the roof when my eyes wandered up his body, eating up his entire physique. I got in his bulking muscles as his hands were clenched across his chest and the white shirt which stuck to it. His grey eyes pierced into mine, narrowing to slits.
"Who are you?" He stalked closer to me and crouched on one of knees, his face inches away from mine when he asked again,"What is your name girl?" He gripped my jaw between his fingers, tightening his hold slightly.
He lifted my face up to his and my eyes followed up his chest until finally landed on his face. The man in front me was simply enchanting. His tanned skin was glossy and clean. His black hair was partly curly and wild on top of his head. And up close I could see his moon like eyes, silvered pecks dancing in them. His long thick eyelashes casted a shadow over his face and his lips…
Full and plump. There was something comforting about his presence but I knew that it wasn't enough to convince me that he wasn't violent. Father warned me.
His jawline was sharp and defined, sculpted perfectly by smoothe fingers and perfect mold. His fingers were warm under my skin, his breath hot when he spoke,"Why were you in my forest?" He barked and I startled back to reality.
I jerked my face away from his, "You're forest?" I scoffed but when he glared at me, his canines sharp and lengthy, I blinked, "You're the Alpha?" I almost gasped.
He cupped my face again and his eyes changed in shade, "It seems as though I've captured a little sheep." He licked the corner of his mouth.