Prologue

As I sat in the tree house, I traced the swirling patterns of the wood that was the floor. A whispering filled the air of the woods, a whispering that came from an enemy. A frightening sound. A sound that would chill the blood of anyone normal. A sudden baying drowned out the horrific sound. It was the perfect setting of a horror film. But instead of fear striking my heart, I felt relieved.

I was not alone. I felt warm hands on my arms, and didn't need to turn to tell who it was. "I didn't frighten you?" he asked. I turned then, frowning.

"Only Shadows." I murmured. He smiled, then replaced the smile with a frown.

"There is more to fear then Shadows." He murmured, now looking out one of the windows. I sighed and shook my head, causing my dark red curls flicked his neck. He returned his gaze to me, his eyes cloudy.

"When I have you, why should I fear anyone?" I whispered. I pried his arms from his side and put his arms around me. I peeked up to his face, and again he was looking away. "Let's go. I'm cold." I murmured, lying, so maybe he would forget what I had said. He sighed; he knew I was lying. Who could be cold with him and his heat radiating skin?

He shrugged off his coat anyways, and put it on my shoulders, then he swung me up into his arms. As he ran, the whispering continued, seeming closer then it should.

"Seth?" I whispered, wondering if he heard the sound. If I could, he should be able to. He looked down at my face.

"Yes?" he murmured, his face wiped of any emotion. I decided I would forget it and not push him anymore. I shook my head and snuggled against his warm chest, closing my eyes as he raced through the forest.