Sorry for always taking so long to update! School is seriously killing me! I wanna thank all my readers cuz without u guys, I would've thought that i was a terrible writer, being this the first time I actually and seriously write. Thank you all! Your reviews mean so much to me. You guys seriously rock! Hope u like this chappy! Enjoy! :)
~Sarah 3
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I looked at Will, only to find him looking back at me. This had to be the place. Who else would have a candle- lit cave in the middle of the forest? Will seemed to read my thoughts , nodded and pointed ahead, telling me that it was okay to continue. I took a step toward the opening, Will right behind me, when I heard the growl of a wolf. I shivered, and stepped back. Will put his hand on my shoulder, and walked ahead of me. I was glad that he was with me. Man, I felt stupid for being a totally sissy. I mean, I was one of them. Wasn't I? I looked at Will again. He seemed extremely worn out. He had dark circles around his eyes, and his skin looked a bit pale. Okay, he usually was extremely pale. But now... It just seemed a bit off.
He kneeled and put his lips to my ear. His voice was a bit unsteady, and he was breathing hard. "I'm gonna look around the opening." he paused to take a breath. "If I yell, run away as fast as you can,"He straightened up, gave me one last frightful look, and ran off before I could protest. I was pissed that he didn't let me go. I didn't think that the Pack would hurt me. I was a werewolf after all. Nevertheless, I was scared. And, cowardly, I didn't follow after Will. But my mind objected. My inner self was screaming at me, telling me that it was hard enough to know that Derek could be in there. And that he could be in serious trouble. But before I could take a step closer, I heard Will yell, "Go!"
I cracked. Mind over matter. I knew that I wasn't going to listen to Will. I couldn't. Derek could be in there. He could be in trouble. Hell, if he was in there he definitely was in trouble. And that was all I could think of. I darted toward the echo of Will's voice. It wasn't long until I found him, and when I did, I froze.
A Pack member was gripping Will throat, laughing moronically. I took a better look at them, and I jumped, but not because I was scared of the werewolf. No.
I was scared of Will.
His eyes were rimmed with black, making his skin look even paler than it had been a few moments ago. He was breathing deeply, trying to restrain himself from the werewolf's blood. Will could've easily killed him, but he couldn't. He didn't want to be a monster.
"Will?" I whispered, hardly audible.
"Will? Is that what this bloodsucking vermin is called?" the werewolf growled. "You're not even supposed to exist, you fucking leech. Our race finished you of centuries ago." I flinched. What did he mean by that?
"What?" I whispered.
The werewolf looked at me for the first time. His face was scarred. Everywhere. His black hair was long, down to his shoulders, and he was strongly built. He took a long, distinct sniff, and his eyes widened.
"A werewolf? A female werewolf?"
I felt uncomfortable. Was that bad? Or even normal? I didn't say anything.
Great, I'm even more of a total freakazoid.
"Go, Chloe." Will snarled at me. His voice was deep and raspy. And very, very frightening.
I would've listened if it wasn't for that other part of me. The smarter one. "No." I said strongly. Will wasn't a monster. Well, I didn't think he was. He proved that much to me.
"Leave," Will said through his teeth.
The werewolf interrupted, "I don't think so William. I'm taking her to the Alpha."
What? I shuddered and stepped back. What was he going to do to me? The chainsaws?
No. That was fake. Or at least Derek and I had established that.
He grabbed my arm forcefully, still gripping Will's throat with his other hand.
"Let. Go. Of. Her." Will hissed. He lunged for the werewolf's throat, but he was faster. The werewolf threw me across the narrow opening of the cave and smacked Will to the ground, causing the walls to crash down on us. Something hit me on my head, and the last thing I saw was the werewolf starring down at me with awe.
I woke up disoriented. I couldn't really understand what was going on, or where I was. I opened my eyes, squinting in the darkness. It was no use. Everything was blurry.
After several moments of just laying there, I sat up on my elbows, and felt a sudden dreadful pain in my head, so I plopped back down on the hard surface.
Okay, if I couldn't get up, I might as well try and think about what happened.
I remember me with Will, at a cave. We were looking for Derek.
Derek.
That's right. We were looking for Derek. We were going to the Pack because I thought that Derek might be there. We were in a hurry.
A sudden flashback of a werewolf clenching Will's neck flashed in my mind.
So we were in trouble, I guess. The walls crashed down, and I passed out.
I needed to get up. I struggled a bit, whenI started to hear voices in the distance.
"She's waking up," familiar voice said. I heard foot steps coming in my direction, and I tried to move away. Strong arms grabbed me and lifted me up. Will.
"Chloe? Are you okay?" He put me in his lap, and started pushing my hair off my face.
"W-what?" I asked groggily.
"It's okay. You're okay. Everything is going to be alright." he whispered.
I opened my eyes. It was dark. Very dark. But, on the other hand, I could see in the dark. I widened my eyes.
We were in a cell of some sort. I sat up, trying to get everything in view. My head hurt, but it wasn't as bad as before. I felt for a wound. Something was wrapped around my head, soaked in blood. Crap. Blood had run down my face, and dried up in the period where I had been unconscious.
"Chloe, you really shouldn't sit u-"
"I'm fine," I cut in. I looked at him in the eerie darkness. "What happened?" I paused, and in remembering how he looked like when I last saw him, I backed away.
"Y-you'r-re thirst-ty" I stuttered softly.
"Was Chloe." he corrected.
"You drank?" When? How? How long had I been out?
He chuckled without humor, "I found a rat."
Okay, gross. Seriously gross. I looked around, and saw a pile of a few dead rats in the corner of the cellar. I made a look of disgust. "A rat?"
"Okay fine, rats,"
I made a gag sign.
"Hey," he said, "You gotta do whatcha gotta do to survive." He leaned back on the wall, laughing. I honestly didn't find it that funny.
"Where's Derek?" I asked urgently, "Is he here?"
Will sighed, "Yeah, he's in the next cell. They are deciding what to do with him. Shouldn't be long now. You've been out for a good couple hours." he paused, "They seem real interested in you, The Pack." he said distantly.
My eyes watered. Derek was in the next cell. I went to the wall, and put my hand on it, "Derek's in there?" I asked softly.
"No. Other wall." he pointed to the wall opposite to the one I was standing at. He chortled silently. I put my hands on my face and plopped down on the cold dirt ground. Derek was here, and they might kill him. And it was my fault. I sat and cried hopelessly, salt water staining my shirt.
Will came, sat down and put his arm around me. I looked up and glared at him, "Does he know I'm here?"
"No." he said.
I sat up, "And why haven't you done anything!?"
"I couldn't. The door's pretty tough. I could only dent it." He gestured at the door not to far from where I was sitting. "And I only caught a glimpse of Derek. I saw him in the cell next to us when they were putting us in this one." He looked at me with caring eyes, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry's not going to do anything now," I said.
"I know, but I'm sorry anyway."
We sat in silence.
A couple hours passed. Will was asleep, snoring loudly. He was lucky. I was exhausted, but my worrying mind kept me up. I really hoped that this would turn out okay. I sighed and felt despondent. What if things didn't turn out okay?
My pessimistic thoughts were interrupted when I heard the creek of a door open. My heart beat fast in my chest. I looked at our door; it wasn't open. I concentrated and could make out some voices,
"Get out here Souza, and suck it up a bit, will ya? Sheesh. It'll all be over soon,"
The door slammed and I heard their footsteps becoming more distant.
"Will? Will! Wake up!" I shook him. He mumbled something I couldn't understand. "Will! Get up you lazy vampire." He smiled, eyes still closed, "You betcha."
I rolled my eyes, shaking, "Will come on! They took Derek out of his cell. Come on! We have to help him!"
He stood up and yawned, stretching out his arms, "I gotta say, this isn't the most comfortable way to sleep. To think they'd give us pillows or something. Jeez, some hospitality." he yawned again, "What's that about Derek?"
I was already up and walking toward the door. I banged at it. "Come on you stupid door! Open!"
"Let me try," Will said. He stood at the door and spoke in a loud important voice, "Open sesame!" he said.
"You idiot!" I yelled and pushed him to the side. I was surprised to see him stumble. "Can't you take anything seriously?" I banged at the door again, tears spilling over. "Open up! Please o-op-pen. Please." My loud, piercing voice died into whispers, and my fierce bangs turned into taps. Will put his hand on my shoulder. I shook it off.
"Step back," he said.
"N-no," I choked out. "The g-guy I l-love is out there, a-and they're gonna k-kill him. I'm gonna d-die trying to open this d-door, and you just stay a-away."
I had finally admitted it. I loved Derek. I knew it all along, I just didn't have the heart to say it. And now, being here, both of us in mortal danger, I could finally say it. And I might not even get to tell him. I let out another heart-retching sob, when Will gently pushed me aside. I didn't protest; everything felt hopeless. I heard an ear splitting bang! . One moment he was there, the next moment... gone. And the door with him.
I ran out of the opening and hugged him tightly, "Thanks," I said, and quickly let go.
"A-anytime," he said dizzily. "W-we'd bet-"
He saw me already running, and followed after me, "I can get us there faster," he said. He grabbed me and ran. As much as I'd like too, on normal conditions, to see the Pack's main region. But these were not normal conditions. In seconds we were at the entrance of the main chamber. We leaned over just enough so we could see what was going on. I gasped, and Will put his hand to my mouth, shushing me wordlessly.
The main chamber was dark and somewhat formal, with candles lit at every corner of the large room. The walls were draped with black fabric, making the room look even darker. The ground here was also earth, but it had beautiful mysterious patterns drawn on every inch of it. On it stood the members, who were all crowded around the Alpha. He was sitting on a large fancy chair. The Alpha looked blood- curdling. His hair was dark, but cut short, similarly to Will's. His eyes were a cruel and piercing blue, vibrant in contrast with his tan skin. He had a black cloak on, just like the other members. He also had a strange marking on his face, one that I couldn't make out. And in the midst of it all, Derek was kneeling head down to the Alpha. I swallowed hard. He looked horrible. His clothes were all ripped up, his hands shaking with fear. Tears spilled over once again, wetting Will's stone like hand. I squeezed my eyes shut so I could clear up my vision. When I opened them, Derek had his head lifted.
I saw his face. There was no sign of regret. He was scared, I could tell, but didn't regret it. I fidgeted in Will's arms, but he just held me closer, starring at the death scene to be. No. It couldn't be. I wouldn't let it be. Derek couldn't die. I wouldn't let him! I tried to pull away from Will, but his hands wouldn't budge. I wriggled and squirmed until I broke free, Will's hands clutching the air, trying to take hold of me again. He yelled my name, but it was too late. I ran into the main chamber, stopping just feet away from Derek. He turned his head and his eyes widened. He looked at me incredulously, and stood up speechless.
The Alpha stood, making a dramatic effect. "What is this!?" he said, making the room shake.
Derek ran up, trembling, and hugged me tight, his fingers knotting in my hair. "Chloe," he whispered.
I couldn't help but well up again. My tears streaked down my cheek, but Derek wiped them before they fell. "Chloe," he whispered again. "How'd you-"
"Shush, not now," I said. He hugged me tighter, "I'm so sorry," he whispered, "I'm so so sorry."
I looked up into his beautiful green eyes, now filled with tears, "Please don't say it like you're saying goodbye," I choked out.
"Get her out of here!" the Alpha yelled, "And kill the boy!"
