14. Who's That Shadow Holding Me Hostage

Louis' POV

I don't know why I didn't think of looking here right when I found out he was missing. I guess I just thought he wasn't actually gone, that maybe he was waiting for me. I find the werewolf hideout pretty easily. I sniff out Harry's scent and follow it into the woods where I see several guards spread out around a cave which I'm assuming is the hideout.

I was planning on just walking right in but considering the amount of guards I'm going to have to fight. I stealthily weave through the trees until a guard smells me. He then turns in my general direction but doesn't look right at me. I make the quick decision of climbing the tree I was hiding behind so he wouldn't find me. I reach the top and do a quick overview of the guards down below then jump to the closest tree. I keep leaping from tree to tree until I get close to the opening of the hideout. The hideout is just a simple cave that seems to go underground.I decide that it's now or never so I jump silently from the tree and onto a guard's shoulders, slitting his throat with a silver dagger, before he can make a sound. The werewolf falls to the ground, dead, and I run inside before anyone spots me.

It's cold and dreary underground but I shake it off since there's a bigger task at hand, saving my boyfriend. I run down the narrow tunnel for a while without being seen until I hear footsteps coming my way. It sounds like only one person so I decide to take the risk and attack. I charge at the unknown victim and pounce. The woman doesn't have time to scream for help before I slit her throat as well. I carry on running, getting farther underground until I hear voices. I slow down my pace and realize that this must be a lobby of some kind.

I slowly walk into the opening, pressing against the wall and trying to make myself unnoticed. The room is huge and circular, made almost entirely of dirt and rock. There's two levels; one big circle at the bottom of the room and little pathways jutting out of the walls. I follow one of the paths, surveying the crowd below.

I try to see if I can find Harry in the mass of werewolves beneath me. I try sniffing him out but there are too many different smells in the room and I can't sort them out. The only way I'll ever find Harry is if I walk through the groups of werewolves that are inhabiting the paths and look for some kind of room they might be holding Harry in.

I take a deep breath and separate myself from the wall, cautiously look down hallways and inside rooms. After looking inside nearly all of the rooms I lose hope and realize if I ever want my Harry back I'll have to get on that first level, where more werewolves are gathered. I find a staircase to the right of me that I'm about to go down when I see a door I haven't opened.

I make sure no one's watching before slipping through the door and into a dim room. There's only one light and it's dangling over a limp form tied to a chair. There's no doubt in my mind that it's Harry. I sob dryly and run towards him, untying the ropes that bind him. I'm not surprised when he doesn't acknowledge me since I pretty much caused his kidnapping in the first place. He has every right to be mad at me.

"Harry? Baby can you hear me?" I whisper, grabbing his face. "I know you're mad at me but we have to get out of here."

When Harry finally looks at me and I almost gasp. His usually bright green eyes are now dead and they're looking at me like I'm a stranger. He gives me a confused look before speaking in a hoarse whisper.

"Who are you?"

All of a sudden the door slams open, making a dent in the wall. (this is really bringing back memories).

"I knew I smelled the undead" A slim werewolf barks at me.

I glance at Harry one more time, softly caressing his cheek before I stand up, ready to make a break for it. But by now a whole group of werewolves in their half wolf forms are surrounding me and it seems like there's no way I'm going to make it.

There only one thing I can really do now. I pull out one of the many daggers in my belt and start stabbing as many wolves as I can. A few wolves were still clinging onto their lives as I ran into the tunnel, passing the woman I killed and seeing the light outside. I think I'm home free until a beefy man who's guarding the steps in front of me, stops me in my tracks. I'm about to turn around but there's a group of werewolves in their half wolf form snarling at me. I look back at the guard and he smiles nastily at me.

"What's a pretty vamp like you coming in here alone?" The man snarls wickedly

For the first time in a long time, I'm scared for my life. I swallow the lump in my throat and make the idiot decision of attacking the guard that is three times my size. I pull out a dagger and jump up to grab his neck. But the guard grasps my own throat before I can come close to his. He laughs darkly and throws me on the ground.

The other werewolves decide that I'm not worth fighting and back off but the buff guard won't let me off the hook that easily. He grips my throat again and lifts me off my feet. I can just barely breath.

"I haven't killed a vamp in ages" He growls in my ear, making me cringe in disgust. "This is gonna be fun"

"Sorry to break it to you but I'm not going down easily" I reply, believing my own words. I'm not dying until Harry is save.

"Oh, a feisty one" The man starts to change into his half wolf form "This is gonna be fun"

The werewolf roars before slicing his claw down the middle of my chest, causing me to scream out in pain. The pain blinds me for a moment but I gather enough strength to reach for another silver dagger hidden in my belt and slice the guard's arm, making him clutch the wound and howl with pain. I'm about to run but suddenly I feel a harsh tug on the back of my shirt and I'm slammed to the ground once again. I knew it couldn't be over that quickly.

"I am definitely going to enjoy eating that useless heart of yours" He says, running a razor sharp claw down the side of my cheek.

I'm drenched in my own blood now and I almost feel like giving up but the thought of Harry tied down in that chair, brain dead, gives me the energy to stab the revolting guard's abdomen exactly five times. His dead body lands on me and I wince as all his weight is on my torn chest which is still gushing blood. I weakly shove him off me and shakily get to my feet. I run the best I can out of the tunnel and into the daylight.