{{Charlotte's POV.}}

It had been a few weeks since the last time I saw Seth. I always felt a slight pain when I didn't see him after a few of the first days. He always hung around and I was getting used to it. Now that he was gone, I felt lonely. Whenever I went to the little clearing that my dad had showed me, I always felt better. I felt like I could sense him there with me.

I got dressed for the day. It was a warm day, so I decide to wear one of my dresses. It was a simple knee-length dark blue dress with short sleeves.

I, once again, felt the need to go to the clearing. I leaned against a tree trunk and closed my eyes. Something was missing. I soon released that this trip to my little safe haven didn't seem to comfort me.

A soft rustling sound came from behind, followed by soft cursing. I opened my eyes to find Drake stumbling out of the line of trees.

"Drake?" I stood. "What are you doing here? I thought you left a few weeks ago."

He looked at me as if I was the one intruding. "Well, I did. Then I came back. Remember we said we'd see each other almost every weekend?"

I did remember, but I was too busy worried about other things─person─than to remember him.

"When you didn't answer your phone, I figured I would come see how you were doing."

I remembered him calling and leaving me messages and texting, but I never really got around to answering any of them.

"So I kind of tracked you down and followed you out here." He now stood only a few feet from me.

"I was busy," I simply replied.

"With what?"

"Things."

"What type of things?"

I frowned. "It's not really your business." I didn't want him here; he was ruining my peace.

"Charlotte, you're my girlfriend, it is my business to know that you're safe and doing okay."

"Well, I am, so you can leave now."

His browed furrowed. "Is this about that Seth guy I meet the last time I saw you? Has he hurt you? Because if he has then I swear I'll kill him."

I snorted at the fact of seeing Seth and Drake fighting. Seth was huge and muscular. Drake was small and fragile compared to him. I shook my head. "No, he hasn't. He would never hurt me."

He looked at me as confusion swept across his features. "How can you know for sure if you've only known him for a few weeks?"

I shrugged. I just knew that down inside Seth wouldn't ever intentionally hurt me.

"Charlotte, if you don't want us to date anymore all you have to do is say something. You don't have to sneak around with him."

"Who?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

He seemed taken aback by my tone, which had turned cold. "Never mind," he said after a long pause.

"Wait, you think I like Seth?"

"I didn't say that."

"It was implied."

"B-but that's not what I said."

"Your stuttering speaks for what you think."

"Charlotte. Let's think about this reasonably."

"I am. Now if you'll excuse me, there is somewhere I have to be." I turned away from him and headed back to the trail that lead the way back to my house.

"No." He grabbed my arm and pulled me back. "You are not leaving." His arms wrapped around my waist.

"Drake. Let go of me."

"No." He pressed me up against a tree and pinned me.

"Drake."

He kissed me harshly, then started to trail kisses down my neck. His hand slowly slid up my thigh. He tugged at the end of my dress. "Shall we take this off?" He whispered in my ear.

"Drake! Stop!" I tried to push him off.

He chuckled.

Go limp, a thought whispered to me. Therefore, I did. I slid to the base of the tree.

"Aw, you little cheater. You honestly think that will work?"

I tried to quickly crawl under his legs. He grabbed my ankle, stopping me. "No, no sweetie." I kicked his hands away. He let go and smiled devilishly as he leaned back against the tree.

This was my chance to run. I stood up quickly and ran. He tackled me to the ground before I had even gone a few steps and I landed hard beneath him.

"We can't have you running away." I tried to fight him off but he was too strong. He straddled my body. I couldn't move, no matter how hard I struggled.

"Drake! Get off me!"

He chuckled again, running his hand across my face. His other hand was again trailing up my thigh again. I felt my dress start to lift slowly. "Drake…" My voice was barely above a whisper.

Off in the distance, I heard a wolf howl.

"Shh." He leaned forward and kissed me harshly again. I could feel his hardness being pressed into my inner thigh. His hand continued to travel further up. I squirmed.

"Aw charlotte. I'm not even hurting you yet."

"Drake, please. Let me go."

"Not until I'm done." He pulled my dress over my head.

I heard the howl again. It sounded closer. A lot closer. There was also the faint sound of thumping.

"Drake. Don't. Please."

A deep growl came from our right. Drake jumped, but made no move to get off me. We both turned our head.

Before us stood a large, sandy-colored wolf. The same wolf from my dream a few weeks ago.