It's been days and I still haven't stepped foot outside my house, days and I haven't eaten a thing. Too distracted by fear and discomfort to even think about hunger. It couldn't have been real, maybe being alone for so long is what's causing these delusions. No. Who was I trying to fool? A couple of mornings ago, I awoke in my own bed unharmed, besides a bit of bruising. These past few days were being wasted by me moping around, What if he's out there? I was tempted to shift forms and scour the forest in hopes to find that familiar scent I've been missing for months. But I need a meal first.
I pulled off the covers with a shaking hand and sat up, fatigue was already taking a toll on me. My long platinum blonde hair was being pulled down by a now deranged braid, I pulled off the elastic and finger combed the waves freeing my hair of its bondage. I felt my stomach growl. I stood up and realized I was still dressed in the same sweatpants and tank top I had worn a few days ago, I debated taking a shower but decided to take one later after my hunt. Ignoring my messy bed I made my way downstairs into the dusty living room that served no purpose. The thought of a happy pack enjoying themselves here was pushed out of my mind, but this time not intentionally; a noise came from under the couch.
I shifted forms and waited patiently, the sunlight illuminated the room, if it was a rat it would easier to catch. But I couldn't sense anything, my only lead was the sound of scuffing. I growled and stalked closer to the couch, whatever it was I could easily kill. Probably house mice. I began to question whether I was overreacting or not. I pushed my nose to the floor and began sniffing the perimeter of the furniture piece. I snapped my head up when I saw something black slither out from underneath, it took the form a small snake. The shadow began to slither quickly away, I didn't bolt after it. After all there was nothing to pounce on, it only took it a few seconds to make its way from the shadow of the couch to underneath the chair by the window.
What the actual hell... Flashbacks of the attack from previous nights before came flushing through my mind, I stood there in my wolf form unable to move; dumbfounded by what I just witnessed. "The rift never closed, meaning Bosque Mar was never trapped in the other realm." Shay's words echoed through my mind. Staying here wasn't an option, but if Ren was still lurking in the woods then I didn't want to leave either. I shifted forms and quickly devised up a plan in my mind, I decided I was leaving the Haldis mountain by nightfall.
I quickly shuffled up the stairs and made my way into the bathroom, it was morning so I had time. I pulled back the curtain and turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature to my preference before peeling off my clothes and stepping in. As I washed my hair I began to go over my plan, picking out the flaws and trying to work around them. Where will I go? That was the major issue here. I thought about Shay's offer but then again where was he? Where were the Searchers even hiding? Considering they do change hideouts from time to time, who knows where they were. I sighed, wishing Adne was here to weave me a door. Then there was Ren. Where was he? Could he be nearby? He was quick to come to my rescue days ago but why hasn't he returned?
I switched the shower off and stepped out, wrapping a white towel around me. My decision still stands, I was leaving today. I walked into my room and pulled out the comfiest bra I could find, it was white and the inside was soft and gave a slight lift. I quickly changed into it as well as a pair of ripped skinny jeans and my beloved Republicans for Voldermort hoodie. The memory of my mother tearing my wardrobe apart flashed through my mind, surprisingly I smiled.
I felt a chill throughout my body despite being dressed in a hoodie, maybe it was my wet hair? No. My eyes traveled opened to the open window that was a few feet from me, the breeze made the current fly up. I walked over and closed it, but still peered out, eyeing the forest that surrounded the area. The clouds began to cover the sun, blocking its light and dimming the place. I looked away and closed the curtain, there was not much for me to do around here and I was only wasting my time by standing around. My motivation was slowly returning and I wanted to leave, now.
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Almost a year since an update, sorry. I have been getting back into this series so it is currently motivating me to continue this story more.