The wolves of Mystic, Connecticut are ready to pounce. When the packs begin to rage war against one another, Alexandria gets wrapped up in the mess. She meets a mysterious boy named Ezra who is part of the Raver Clan. She finds herself connected to...
This is my first story! I hope you enjoy! It's not perfect but I enjoyed making it. Advice much appreciated. Please Comment. Rate. Share. With love, Hannah.
Part 1: The New Kid I wake up to the feeling of absolute pain coming from my head. I touch my forehead and feel blood falling down my face. I try to get up off the ground when I notice that my waist is tied to a massive tree. I try to pull the rope free with my hands but it is tightly secured around. When I begin to look around my surroundings, I realize that I am in a dark forest (of course no one will hear me scream) and when I look further I notice a dead deer that's been ripped apart. With panic, I try even harder to pull the rope off of me. In the distant, I hear a low growl and see dark red eyes that come from the shadows.
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I yell out to the shadow, begging it to not hurt me. But with no success, it begins to run toward me and.....
I wake up screaming with complete oblivion to my reality. I take deep breaths and realize I am in my room. "It was just a dream," I sigh with relief. I pull myself off my bed and stare at myself in my vanity mirror, trying to settle my nerves. "It felt so real...," I mumble with confusion. I touch my forehead and brush my dark brown hair back with my finger.
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"No blood. No ropes. You are fine." I think to myself. I start to hear music coming from the kitchen and assume it is my mother cooking breakfast. I go to my wardrobe and pull it open to many sweaters and tight long-sleeved shirts. I had pulled all of my summer clothes out and stored them under my bed a few weeks ago. I grab a dark green sweater and pull on some light blue jeans. I walk to the kitchen and see my younger brother, Andrew, sitting at the dining table eating cereal. My mother is stirring up some eggs and plates them. She hands Andrew a plate and says, "You need to eat something other than cereal." He rolls his eyes but takes the eggs without complaint. He looks up and sees me in the hallway. "Good morning sleepyhead. Did the night haunt you?" He laughs. "What...I," I start to say with shock. My mother walks up to me and touches the dining chair as if to summon me to sit. "Good morning Alexandria, how did you sleep?" She says solemnly.
