𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤

3. "If I fear for the devil, then I fear for myself."

"If I fear for the devil, then I fear for myself."

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It had been a week since the fatal attack, and the pack was still in a state of havoc.

My dad had been more of a wreck barely sleeping or eating as he guarded the borders 24/7. He had doubled the guard shifts much to Johnny's dismay and had put the pack on total lockdown.

I hummed to myself as I sat hiding behind a big oak tree, waiting almost impatiently for Journey's defence class to end. My dad had signed Journey and me up for some defence classes. But with the internal conflict with the wolf inside me, I knew that once I shifted into my true form, every ounce of control I held would slowly seep away, revealing my secret to everyone. 

Right now, I had no intention of revealing anything to anyone.

Shuffling under the bed of leaves, I tried to get comfortable as I scanned the surroundings before me. A breeze picked up behind, the forest humming along in awed silence. I breathed in the natural damp scents of my pack's territory the scents encompassing me, my wolf knew this was home. 

But for the past week, I felt as though there was an undeterred presence disturbing this place. It was always there, present in the back of my mind, and even though I looked as if I was at ease, I had never stopped, not once, scanning the surroundings before me.

It was as if something or someone was watching me.

I knew something was lurking behind in the shadows; the hairs on the back of my neck stood up every time I got the feeling, the same feeling that was present.

In a spur of panic, I spun around, trying to come to my senses. I was overthinking things. I needed to take deep breaths and think rational thoughts.

I needed to calm down.

I shook my head; I was being delusional again. There wasn't anyone there; it was all in my head. The wolf inside me was playing mind tricks again. I guess it will do anything to break free.

Snap.

Twigs snapped behind me, and the sound slowly came closer and closer. My frozen mind slowly registered that someone was walking towards me. I huddled tighter against the bark of the tree, pulling my knees tightly to my chest.

The wind howled around me in a frenzy to escape as I struggled to control my laboured breathing; the footsteps got closer and closer until finally.

"Why are you hiding over there?" A voice beside me asked, and I lifted my head to glance up at two blue eyes watching me with an amused smile. "I can't believe you ditched defence class again."

I sighed in relief; I was worried for nothing. "I just didn't like going." I shrugged, trying to sound indifferent.

"But you never went, not once." Journey shook her head at me giving me a skeptical look.