Summary:
A young Feral comes to La Push hoping to forget about her past or at least live differently than she had been. But what happens when she's being hunted? And doesn't let go of her past? And falls for a certain shape shifter?
A/N:
That's right another fafic with Ferals that come to La Push. And yes Seth is with one agai just like in my other fanfic called Control. I do hope you like reading that one and I hope you enjoy this fanfic as well, it is very different from Control. Just read and tell me what you think at the end of the chapter.
~Preface~
Seth, holdig my hand leads me away from the bonfire and into the forest. I drink from my glass of water desperately trying to keep calm. Those tales. All those legends, they're making me angry and sad and feel lost all at once. All because of the wolves in them. Wolves. Wolves are canines and canines right now are not on my friendly list. Everyone there listened with awe and happiness about all of it, everyone but me.
I said nothing and did not change my normally hard or emotionless expression. Once all that was done Sam urged Seth to lead me into the forest and tell me something. Speaking of that I snap out of my thoughts as soon as we stop. We had only walked a few yards into the woods, just far enough out of sight but not far enough out of earshot.
"You know those legends you just heard?" Seth asked.
Looking from my half empty glass and up to Seth's face I see how serious he is about what I think he is thinking of telling me. "Yes?" my voice was calm.
"They're real." he said. "And...I am one, a shapeshifter or werewolf or whatever."
I said nothing but I did feel my fingers tighten slightly around the glass I held. And when I spoke I could tell it was deadly calm ad full of ice. How can I tell? Well I saw him shutter slightly from the tone. "Nice joke. Don't lie to me."
"No, it's true." Seth said after a moment.
"I'm serious if you're lieing-"
"I'm not just don't be afraid." he interrupted me.
Seth stepped back until he stood in the undergrowth, quickly he slipped off his shorts and then in the blink of an eye a huge wolf was in his place. I felt my eyes widen and my mouth drop open slightly, he quickly returned to normal and put his shorts back on. He walked forward toward me slowly, carefully.
"Don't be afraid." Seth said.
Do I look afraid? Okay I probably do and to keep up that look a bit longer I took a step back away from him. "Y-You're a were w-wolf." I whispered.
"Yes." he said.
Suddenly he freezes midstep in tryig to get closer to me. Why? Well my eyes narrowed to little slits of pure firey rage aand hurt. I wrapped my entire hand around the glass of water and threw it, not just splash the water on Seth's face. No, I literally threw the glass right into his face with all my unatural strength. It hit the direct center of my target, Seth's nose and eyes; he cried in pain.
"I hate you!" I shouted, backing away. "I hate you-you damn evil mutt! If you ever come near me again I'll break your arm. If you ever talk to me I'll strangle you! And if you ever touch me I will rip your throat right open!" I shouted full of rage, hatred, and pain.
"And I was beginning to lo-like you." I whispered.
The last thing I saw before I turned around and sped off into the forest was Seth's pained bleeding face and bleeding eyes. As well as the arriving faces of the rest of everyone that had been at the bonfire, everyone who could the Elders didn't come to see what happened...
A/N:
Oh no! Why does she hate Seth? Tell me if I should continue and you will find out why and see how they meet. I bet ya'll might like it. So just tell me what you think and what not and well..you know.