Chapter 1: Re-Wrote.
Running, with no breath. I was running through a dark forest in the middle of the night. My feet ached from the harsh ground of the woods, and my legs tingled from the constant movement. The trees swooshed by me in a blur, and I could hear the soft sounds of the night life. To be honest, I didn't really know what I was running from. All I knew was that there was something telling me to keep on running. Something told me I was in danger.
When I looked down, I realized that the only thing I had on was a pair of running shorts and a sports bra. I was freezing from the cold air but I continued to move on, never slowing my pace. I turned around quickly to see if there was anything following me. I was startled when I saw a huge wolf running after me. I knew I had no chance of out running the creature, but I also knew that there was no way in hell I would be slowing down any time soon. I could hear the wolf's paws gaining up on me, and then I felt the pressure of its body pushing me to the ground.
I fought against the wolf, kicking my legs up towards its body and using my hands to punch its muzzle. I squeezed my eyes shut when I felt something grab my arms and pull them above my head in a tight grip. When I opened my eyes, my blood ran cold at what I saw. Above me, instead of the gigantic wolf, was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen in my life. His bright green eyes sparkled against the black night sky, and his brown hair moved gently in the cool breeze. His dazzling smile literally took my breath away.
"Hello, Alyson.'' His deep voice sent chills through my body. I couldn't hep but take a few deep breaths, inhaling his delicious scent.
''How do you know my name?'' My voice was barely a whisper and it shook with either fear or excitement.
''Oh, my dear Alyson. Don't you understand? You are mine.'' His voice was an animalistic growl. I looked up at his face, confused, and he simply smirked back. Who was this guy, and why did he think he owned me?
''Excuse me?'' I stared up at him in disbelief. His smirk changed into a huge smile, and he started to lean his face down to mine.
''Alyson, I have come for you. Now it is time to mark what's mine.'' His face suddenly changed into a terrifying monster. Hair covered his whole body, and his eyes changed from the beautiful green color to a golden brown. The worst part was his large teeth heading towards my neck. I tried to fight him off, slashing my body against his and trying to loosen his grip on my hands, but it seemed to only excite him more. He held me down so tight, that it was impossible to move. I felt his canine teeth scraping against my bare neck and then he...
I jump up and let out a loud scream, only to realize that I'm only in my bedroom. The loud beeping noise is not a growling noise, but my alarm clock. I turn over to slap my hand down on the snooze button. It takes me a few minutes to calm down, and to realize that the dream wasn't real. There is no werewolf coming after me. I don't know why I get so worked up over just a dream, but I've been having that same dream every night for about two years. The dream started on the night of my 16th birthday. The night I first turned into a werewolf. Every single time, the dream stops in that same spot, just when he is about to bite my neck. I turn over in my bed, putting my feet down on the hard wood floor. I stand up slowly and begin to stretch out my body, letting all the stiffness in my bones loosen up. I hear my bedroom door slam open, and I know instantly that there is no point in even looking up to see who it is.
''Alyson, get your lazy butt out of bed. You know you need to get ready for school. Why don't you try to look nice today, since it is the last day of school? At least for you,'' I cringe at my mother's harsh words and just nod my head.
Me and my mother's relationship is not the usual. My mother hates me, and I'm not just saying that. She really hates me. When I was little, she adored me. She treated me like a princess. I was always dressed in the top notch clothes. My hair was always in perfect place, with matching shoes and bows. I was put in any pageant opened in my area and most of the time I won. In elementary school, I had tons of friends, and I played almost every sport there. Freshman year in high school was amazing. I was popular and had it all. Then in sophomore year, I changed into a werewolf. My mother no longer saw the daughter she once loved.