The light blinded me for a moment, but I was quick to gain my site back.

"Who are you," I demanded in a growl.

They didn't speak as they approached me and Pieter tried to get out of his chains, but they were some type of resistant steel.

Growling at the person who stood in front of me, they squatted down to my level and red eyes made full contact with mine.

Those red eyes I hate very much so gave me a feeling of anger and wrath along with...a strange hint of anxiety.

Something wasn't right.

Seth smiled, "...Little Red Riding Hood...tell me...do you like blood?"

My frown deepened, "I like blood when I see someone who I dislike on my hands," I spat at him.

His smile widened, "No need to be so mean. Besides...we're gonna have some fun~."

"Don't touch her, Seth!" Pieter yelled at him.

Whatever made the Piper panic, I was not going to become scared and weak just from a senseless feeling.

I kicked Seth in his left leg and made him fall backwards. My face scrunched up in disgust and betrayal towards him.

"How dare you lie to me. You don't love me. You're a wolf in sheep's clothing. There's no way in hell that you'll ever change, Seth," I told him, venom lacing my tone.

He sat up and chuckled, "You might be right. You won't obey me at all and I don't like disobedient women."

I glared at him, "Then, I guess you're gonna have a hard time with me because I refuse to be a man's shadow and puppet."

Feeling a sting across my face, I growled louder and shadowed my face as I glared my sharp eyes at him through my pieces of hair.

'He's going to pay for that when I get another opportunity to kill him.'

"You...you have no idea what you've done. You're mine and no one else's, not Pieter's and especially not Embry's. Mine."

Seth grabbed a handful of my hair and crashed his lips on mines. I honestly felt sick to my stomach...just when I began to like the way he kissed me, too...

He pulled away, "Now...let's give Pieter a show. I'm sure this is your first time..." He chuckled lowly.

My eyes widened as Seth grabbed thighs and slid me towards him. I kicked and screamed and threatened him to let me go.

Pieter tried very hard to break the chains, I could tell because he was to the point of shaking while pulling the chains and bruising his risks.

I refused to give up, even if Seth was straddling my hips with his weight, his actions and words can't bring me down.

"...Mirror..." A new voice mumbled.

Pieter said a quiet, "...Son of a..."

I looked to him with confusion before he bundled up like a ball, which confused me all the more.

Feeling as if danger was near, I turned away from wherever the voice came from and closed my eyes tightly, hoping that Pieter's words was a good thing.

"Who's the fairest...of them all? Is it she?"

A loud explosion filled my ears and I felt a few small pieces of rocks and debris hir.

My chains suddenly detached themselves from the wall and I took this opportunity to find Pieter with my sharp eyes.

Instead, he found me and we made a quick break from the 'Torture Room'.

The time of day was day itself. The sun was high up in the sky as we ran through woods, getting small scratches that we didn't feel because of our adrenaline.

"Pieter! Who was that?!"

"Stay away from her for now. She's under a spell of destruction by her mother, the Evil Queen, who is not of these lands. She is...Snow White."

"Snow White? How come I didn't see her? The only thing I saw was-...!...a reflection of myself..."

"Exactly. Before you turned away, I noticed you glanced at something shiny. Snow White was trapped in a mirror. We'll get her out somehow, but right now, we need to get far away and meet up with the others."

I nodded in agreement as he let go of my hand and we transformed into werewolves together to make our speed faster.

Where we were headed...was Pine Valley.

~Small Time Skip~ -Hansel's P.O.V-

"So, where is my granddaughter? Did Accalia get away?" Ms. Dawn sr. questioned.

"...She did, but...she went with the wolf willingly," Gretel said sadly.

I layed my head on top of her thighs where we sat on a brownish black couch. Apparently, I was still recovering from my injury two weeks ago.

(Two chapters ago.)

She panicked, "Wh-what?! Wh-why did she do that?! Accalia would never do something as so foolish as that!"

Jack went over to comfort her as two knocks sounded at the door. Louis went over to open it.

Gabriele sighed, "I know. That Little Red Riding Hood thinks she can handle all of this on her own. She's naïve."

"I'm what now, Gabriele?"

"Accalia!" I called to her in joy as I somehow got up without feeling the pain in my gut.

I walked to her as quickly as I could and hugged her tightly. I missed her scent, her beauty, and everything else about her.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm...fine" she said, sounding a little shocked by my actions.

"Pieter? Are you responsible for bringing Accalia back and how did you sneak into the village?" My grandmother asked him.

"Yes, I am, and if it weren't for Accalia's red cloak, we wouldn't have never made it in without a crowd coming after us."

I removed the red hood of Accalia's cloak and widened my eyes at what I saw.

She had...wolf ears?

I frowned, "Did he...did he do this?"

She shook her head, "No, it was his brother, Embry. Grandmother...did you know my ancestor, Acacia, used to be a wolf. Judging from the Destination Moon you saw on me, you did know..."

She looked down in self disappointment, "This is my fault. If I would've told you this sooner, then maybe..."

-Accalia's P.O.V-

"It's alright," I told her, "By the way, Grandma...'what big ears you have'!" I recited a piece of my legendary line.

Indeed, what big wolf ears she had.

My Grandma's hidden features of a werewolf began to reveal. It was adorable that her ears were gray, which showed her old age.

She smiled up at me, "The better to hear my beautiful granddaughter with, my dear."

(Wow, I didn't think I had to confidence to create this. You know that feeling you get when you read or type something strange and you feel embarrassed for that character? Yeah, that's me now... For now, fantasize about what I'll write next.)