"You're blood smells amazing."
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Preface:
I felt like I was in a virtual reality simulation where motions sensors were hooked up to everywhere on your body and all five or six of your senses were submerged into the game. I was barely breathing, my muscles were straining with adrenaline and my eye sight and hearing were sharp. There was no sound, sight, or smell that could escape my notice, yet I felt as if I were far away from the scene. Not a haze or anything. More like a disconnection from reality. Hence the simulation. I felt everything, but it just didn't feel REAL.
But I knew this was no game at all. The object of any game is to win; the object of this situation was to … save something dear to me. My body lets out a sob as my thoughts turn to that dream that I had, so long ago. So long ago, well it certainly feels like a long time ago. I felt so much older.
Alice told Bella there was a chance that they would not make it through this. Alice could not be here right now, because the sunlight was blinding all humans in the vicinity. Blinding the humans from not only the sun itself. But one that can run in the sun. The perfect decoy.
Bella, do you really think this is all about you? You think Edward Cullen is only dear to you? Guess again, my dear. It is the highest priority that Bella cannot be seen. Also, does Bella think she's the only one that can run across this square unnoticed?
This race of time, this race of will, this race against Bella couldn't have happened at the worst place possible. Our enemies are immense and hug the shadows. Once wrong move can wipe the Cullens, Bella, and me from the face of this Earth. The pressure on Bella, and ME, is huge and I felt that presence bear down on me with the intent to drown me.
Fuck. That.
I turn my back on the square, sprinting, through backstreets and side alleyways, only to find myself back at the square, further away from my destination.
My lips spread in a grimace and I grab onto the corner of the building I'm under.
Hell no, I am not sacrificing our lives for the bloodthirsty shadows watching us from afar, you must be on that heavy duty shit.
The clock tolled, heavily vibrating the air, street, my body, and the sun mockingly shines against my face, warming my blood, boiling my blood.
A deep growl runs through my chest as I disappear into the thick crowd of red, my own red stolen cloak camouflaged very nicely in this sea.
My eyes were glued to a figure across the large courtyard.
"No…" I breathed.
The sequel to Howling and Hissing will probably be slower updating because I haven't written too far into the book yet. I still have to rent the book from a library to get on track and everything. But the first few chapters I have already written so far.
I hope you enjoy…
Presenting: THE FINE LINE BETWEEN FRIENDS AND FOES; SQUEAL TO HOWLING AND HISSING.
