My Wolf-Boy Prince Charming

chapter 9

I felt a rush of heat going to my face again. Maybe this plan isn't so great after all. He must of thought that too because he turned back to facing the windows. It wasn't long after that until Jacob seemed to get another idea. He walked over to the old woman who, until now was holding up a red stone.

He bent down to her and asked her something. She then nodded and

pointed a skinny looking finger at the green box. Jacob walked over to the

box and opened it. I tried to get a look, but Jacob blocked my view with

his body. He was looking and rustling things around in the box.

He soon came back with purple gemstones.

He gently pulled out myleft arm and placed them on, but this time in the shape of a candle.

As soon as the last one came into contact with my skin a massive surge

of warmth came from the stones. My whole body wormed up and before

I knew it I was slipping off to sleep.

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This isn't right! Where is he? Where are THEY? This isn't right! He

should be here. They should be here. No ones here! Why? I was walking

around the castle trying to find someone. Jacob, anyone, but the castle

was empty. Every time I get to the my bedroom I start off again.

Right at the castles front doors. No werewolf guards. No one, and every time I get to the front doors there is a note, and it always says the same thing. 'Renee, me, your father, Jacob and the king are waiting for you at your room, please get there as soon as you can. It's of the most importance. We are in danger, please help us honey. We need you. From you're loving mother.' I feel so helpless and scared for them. I can't even find them. I can't find him!

My Jacob. I can't find him. I know he needs me. I need him to be

with me. He needs me to be with him. Where is he? I was just outside my room again. This is where I normally get sent back to the front doors. I put my hand on the door. An icy shock ran

up my arm making me shiver. This had never happened before.

I slowly opened the door. Amazed that I was still here and not at the front doors. But my amazement soon turned to horror. The site before me was indescribable. The shock wore of ever so slowly, leaving nothing but darkness and loneliness in its absence. Emptiness. My mind, blank and unresponsive to my body's command.

Frustration and irritation filled me. Jacob was on my bed, which was

now red with his blood. His eyes rolling back and forth every few seconds. My body started to move on its own, not paying any notice to my mind

saying stay. The door slammed behind me. He flinched at the sound and

I felt a horrible sick feeling wash over me. As he turned his head the site became more hideous.

The blood was purring out of his mouth, and the numerous cuts all over him. I turned

my head over to my window, I felt like ice was running in my veins,

freezing everything in its path. Slumped up against the window on the ground was my father, again

covered in blood and all cut up. The king was sat on the window sill.

Not as badly cut up but still urgently in need of a healer.

I looked around for my mother and when I found her I wish I hadn't of looked for her. Her hair was red with blood and her lips pale red slowly turning into a light blue colour making her face look like a ghostly form. Her clothes cut up into shreds. Her vampire blood flowing even more then what my