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“Juliana,” A taunting voice cooed. It was her. My eyes wandered warily around to see if she was nearby, but no one was in sight. A sharp scream startled me, and sent me running through the forest. The sun was setting down, and I had to get out of here before it got dark.
And suddenly, I wasn’t running anymore. Instead, I was up against a tree racked sobs escaping from my lips as my eyes widened at the wolf in front of me. The chestnut colored wolf bared its canines at me, bright topaz eyes full of fury. That wolf was me. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the wolf’s eyes only to see a blonde haired woman with glimmering gray eyes staring back at me. This wasn’t me; this was her.
The wolf growled, sharper this time. “No…please don’t.” The words escaped my lips without my consent. The wolf was too overwhelmed with her anger to stop, and she raised her paw claws coming out, keeping her other one on my chest, and released it all out on one single blow. I felt the horrible sensation of flesh tearing at the impact, and that was the last straw. My faint heartbeat faded into nothing, the darkness taking me over for good.
“Julie! Wake up, darling. It’s just a nightmare,” my father said as he shook me. My eyes opened to his concerned face and I went into his open arms, throwing my arms around him sobbing. “Shh, it’s only a dream, no one can hurt you anymore. I won’t let it happen,” he soothed as he ran his hand through my hair.
“I was her. I felt everything she felt. I caused so her so much pain.” I mumbled.
“Julie, what you did saved our lives that day and you should feel no guilt at all.” He whispered.
“I’m damned.”
He pulled me away abruptly to look me in the eye, “Julie, don’t you dare ever say that again.”
“But…I-I killed her! My hands were stained by her blood. I-“
“Shh,” he interrupted as he wiped at my tears. I took deep breaths trying to calm down. I finally sniffled, “Zeke Sanders already knows about me and it won’t be long until everyone else knows. Dad, I don’t want to move anymore. I don’t want to go through the same process over and over again.”
“Don’t worry about it, don’t worry about anything. Just go to sleep, now.” I sighed as silence overtook us. He didn’t move at all, so I fell asleep with him by my side with my worries pushed aside. Just like the old days, I thought before closing my eyes.
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As I entered school, I couldn’t help but notice the eyes on me. A few girls stared at me with pity and others with jealousy. Why-Oh right because yesterday at the football field I ‘passed’ out and one of the many new hot guys in school carried me to the nurse’s office and didn’t leave until he knew I would be alright. I have to admit, I’m a good actress. Even the nurse had bought my act. After Emmett had left, she had given me a pass to excuse myself from the rest of the day and go home.
A petite girl, who I've never once said I word to, quickly went up to me and told me to get well soon. I guess the fact that my eyes were still a bit puffy and red from last night only made me seem even more fragile and unstable.
I smiled politely at her and murmured a small thanks to her before making it to my locker. This school really needs more drama that has nothing to do with me, I thought. Yesterday’s events were going to be talked about all over school for the next month, I bet.
I felt a presence beside me and I dreadfully closed my locker. I wasn’t in any mood for a deadly encounter. If this was Zeke again, I will skip school and head to the police department to get a restriction order on him! He is trying to kill me at school, and I know my dad would be more than happy to arrest him. But it wasn’t Zeke. It was Emmett.
I tried my best not to meet his gaze, because if I did, I’d feel a rush of emotions stir up inside me. It’s as if we had a connection already without even knowing each other. Why was he here? Is he seriously going to-?
“How are you feeling?”
I stand corrected. “Good…?” I answered, a bit hesitant. I was acting like the naïve girl he thought me to be. I had to keep my act together if I wanted to be left alone. The last thing I needed was another member of the Wolfe pack on me. Wolfe pack? I mentally snorted. Couldn’t they have gone with something more creative? I mean I know it’s named after the Alpha’s surname but still. Could you be any more obvious?
“Do you remember what happened yesterday?” He asked pulling me out of my rambling thoughts. I blinked. What should I ‘remember’? I mentally smiled. I’m going to have fun with this little scenario I’ve created.
“I ate pasta yesterday? Is that what you want to know? I’m sorry…it’s just really hard for me to remember. I-I suffer from amnesia and yesterday’s concussion only made it worse. Are you the boy who took me to the nurse?”
He obviously wasn’t expecting that by the look on his face. It was priceless. I almost wanted to laugh yet I wanted to admit to him that what I just told him was a joke. His soft smile had faded away. I can’t really do this to a guy who was willing to carry me all the way to the nurse? Oh no, I was starting to feel guilty for lying. The world must truly be ending.
“No- I mean yes. I was the one who took you to the nurse. I am terribly sorry for causing such distress. Please forgive me. Nothing happened yesterday.” The way he emphasized nothing was as if he were trying to believe himself. At the nurse’s office, Emmett and I talked a bit about pointless things and then he had to leave because the nurse didn’t want to get him trouble. The opposite of nothing happened yesterday and even if I didn’t remember all the events, I wouldn’t believe him just because of the way he said nothing. He left before I could reply. Not like I knew what to say. For once, I was left speechless.
Brandon walked up to me as I watched Emmett’s back getting farther and farther by the second. I frowned. I always joke and lie to Brandon and Annabelle and never felt as guilty as I do now. It was as if I were betraying a loved one but I didn’t know Emmett enough to consider a loved one. Emmett Wolfe was going to be the end of me.
“What’s wrong?” Brandon asked boorishly. Gee, this boy does not know how to whisper. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Emmett glance at us. He definitely heard and it probably made him feel even worse than how I just made him feel. “Does Julie need a hug?”
In a matter of seconds, Brandon pulled me into a bone crushing hug. He may be human but he sure is strong for one. I let out a small gasp, “Brandon put me down!”
He did and I glanced once again towards where I last saw Emmett standing. He was gone. I sighed. A part of me was beaming at the fact that I, Juliana Smith, had tricked the Alpha’s son! I couldn’t believe it. This must be a historical event. Another part of me, was scolding me for lying and making him feel bad. I smiled a bit proud of myself, pushing the guilt aside. This is something to cherish not guilt about.
“Brandon, you seriously need to stop hugging me like that unless you want my barf on that pretty shirt of yours,” I mumbled.
“Ewe.” He said as he glanced down at his blue shirt and grimaced at the vivid image I just gave him. I couldn’t help but laugh at him. He shrugged and then checked the clock over our heads, “I can’t be late to homeroom. I’m sorry Julie but I got to go!”
“Nerd,” I teased as I stuck my tongue out at him.
He turned to mimic me, “Julie.”
I laughed again and shook my head playfully as I too walked to my class. I wondered why Annabelle didn’t call me for a ride to school today. She was probably not coming today. That left me to wondering why she wouldn’t come to school. Why do I worry so much about her? Obviously if she’s not coming today she must be sick, because skipping school was like a big no-no to her. The final bell rang as I reached the door letting me know I was late. Well, great way to start the day isn’t it?
My jaw literally dropped as I entered homeroom. What the hell was going on? I quickly took my seat and glanced at Anna sending her an incredulous look. She was flirting with Zeke. She gave me a warm smile, ignoring the look I had just given her, “hey.”
.Emmett.
Saying I felt terrible, wasn’t even close to how I actually felt. I had upset that poor girl over something that should’ve just been forgotten. The nurse had told me that her concussion would probably blur the last minutes she experienced before fainting. I had told the nurse she got hit by a football in the head so the whole concussion thing was a lie meaning that there was a chance she did remember Zeke’s claws. There was a chance that she lied to me. But why would she?
How come the nurse didn’t tell me she suffered from amnesia? That could’ve drowned out a few of my worries. When someone suffers from stuff like that, shouldn’t the nurse be informed of it? I’m worrying too much over a girl who I barely even know, yet I’ve saved her life twice.
I still haven’t questioned Zeke about that one night. I think it’d be best if she just forgot about, because she probably didn’t even remember. If she did, then she’d be questioning us by now, right? Unless…she’s just pretending that she doesn’t remember so we won’t do anything to her. Not like we could do anything. We’d just have to have a long talk with her and maybe threaten her to keep her mouth sealed.
I had to keep my eye on her and Zeke. I had to find out what she knew amnesia or no amnesia. Shoot, I don’t even know her name. The bell rang letting me know that it was time for lunch. My stomach turned at the thought of seeing her at lunch. Why did she make me feel this way?
What if she’s not my human subjugate at all, like I’ve thought her to be? There must be a reason why I feel a pull to her; a bond, almost. I know she feels it too. What if she’s my-?
I didn’t dare finish that thought, because if that were true then I’d be breaking my own father’s law:
No member of the Wolfe Pack shall mate with humans. If any member of the Wolfe Pack is to break this law, they will have to deal with major consequences.