Hunted At Nightfall by Tianna Arwood (books to read in a lifetime .TXT) 📕

"What exactly is the agreement," he asked with a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Well, when or if one of us is are....with a guy, the other cant interupt. So to speak."

"Okay, so why didnt you get anyone else to drive you home?"

"Well I figured I probanly wouldnt find anyone who wasnt drunk. I know it was stupid, but I just decided to walk home alone."

"In the rain," I nodded. "Through the woods?"

"Well no, I was walking along the side of the road when I heard something in the woods. I just wanted to go check it out. I wasnt exactly planning on running into a pack of huge wovles," I said letting out a nervous chuckle.

"Well, I assume you're pretty tired. Why dont you go get some sleep. I'll be right out here if you need anything."

"Ok," I said and stood to go back to the room. As I was walking I felt his eyes follow me as long as they could before I turned into his bedroom. I reached over and flipped the light switch. The entire room was alluminated, showing me a huge four post bed. I turned the light back off and shut the door before walking over to it, when I ran my hand down the  black covers I noticed they were silk. Damn, for someone who lives out in the woods, he sure as hell has nice taste, I thought. I pulled the covers back and slipped under. 

The room was almost completely void of light, except the glow of the moon pearing through the curtains. As I lay there in the silk covers I quickly fells asleep thinking of the events of today.

It was near impossible to fall asleep knowing my mate was sleeping so close, but not being able to be near her. Why can't we just tell her and mate her? We'll make sure she is no option for any other male, My wolf told me. 

No, I thought. We cant tell her yet. We will tell her everything when it's time.

I sure hope the time to tell her will come soon. It's so hard not telling her. But it will be very hard not claiming her soon. When a wolf comes in contact with his or her mate, because of wolf senses, they just know it. A werewolf can only last a number of days before going mad with the desire to mate and claim their mate. But shes not a wolf. How am going to last long enough to get her to do it willingly before I tell her everything? She didnt even seem interested. No--that's not true--I could almost feel what she was was feeling. But that couldnt be it because wolves arent connected until the bite takes place, and it binds them. Maybe it's different for a human bond.

The entire time she was touching me, even though she was just cleaining my wounds, I felt aroused. Was that my arousle or hers? Both? Without a doubt I already know that I feel arousle around her, but does she feel the same way? 

I also feel extreme protective instincts over her. When she told me about the human male touching her, it took a lot to keep me from growling. Would a human think that its weird? Female wolves like a strong mate who shows the power to power and determination to protect her.

I groaned and sat up, rubbing my hand down my face. This is going to be hell.

 I was walking through the woods. It was dark. Too dark. Where's the moon's glow? The stars? The sky was covered in dark clouds. As I walked, I felt sharp rocks and sticks cutting the bottoms of my bare feet, and twigs were catching my hair. Why was I out there?  I felt twigs snapping under me, but they made no sound, as if the darkness swallowed all sound. 

 Despite everything, I felt no fear. I continued with a steady pace and wandered deeper and deeper into the dark. I continued until I saw something walking beside me, in my peripheral vision. I stopped and turned to the object. It stopped too and turned toward me. I only realized what it was when I took a few steps closer. 

A wolf. 

I took another step closer and another. The wolf just sat back on his haunches and gave me what could only be classified as a wolfish grin. It was actually pretty cute. I kept getting closer until he was within my reach. His head was up to my collar bone. He was HUGE. I slowly stuck my hand out and began to reach for him. The wolf bowed his head and leaned forward until my hand came into contart with him.

His fur was thick and extremely soft.

I slid my hand down to the fur on his neck and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. Why do I feel so much affection for this wolf? It was then that I realized the moons glow once again shown through the clouds. I looked around, the woods seemed brighter, happier, but there was still no sound. It was as if my head was under water. I took a few steps away from the wolf. But when I looked back, he was right beside me. I continued walking into the woods.

Suddenly, I heard a horrible screeching, like nails on a chalkboard. It's the first sound I'd heard since I'd entered the woods. I panicked and looked around for the source of the noise.

It was coming from an unreconizable creature standing at least twenty feet from me. I took a step back just as the wolf stepped in front of me. The creature chuckled, a sound that resembled pebbles in an empty glass.

"Not to worry little onesssss," it hissed. "I only want her sssssssoul. You can have her presssssoussss heart." It said with a wide grey grin of its sharp teeth. 

The wolf spoke up, "There is no heart without a soul. I'm afraid you'll get neither."

The creature smiled, but it did not reach his souless eyes.

Those eyes were cold.

Cruel.

And instead of reflecting, they absorb like the void I expect them to be.

The creature's gaze grows darker, deeper, more determined and cruel, discarding the threat with the words: "Then I guess I'll have to take yours."

It took me a minute before it sunk in.

A minute before it began to make since.

A moment lost.

Wasted.

The threat realized so quickly I'm left wide-eyed and gaping when the creature became something else.

Something not only unrecognizable, but otherworldly. 

Something demonic--born of darkness and foul things.

His mouth turned jagged, bloodied, and obscene--bearing his sharp, fanged teeth that, as he lunged, sank into the wolf.

My wolf.

Flaying his flesh, rendering his chest into a crushed, pulpy mess that stained his fur a terrible red.

 The wolf reared his head back and, emiting a pained growl. His eyes glowing the same violet as mine naturally are. 

The creature's face dripped with the same red, a hiddious snake flared from his lips, inhabiting the space where his tongue used to be. I open my mouth, nothing but a silent plea came.

I sat up in bed with a scream. I was covered in a cold sweat, and needed a moment to gather my thoughts.

On the other side of the room, the door swung open with a bang, and in rushed a man. A man? The nights previous events came back to me in a flood.

The party.

Walking home.

The woods.

The wolves.

Waking in a mans arms.

Aiden.

"Whats wrong? I heard you scream. Are you ok?"

"Um...yeah. It was just a really bad dream. There was a wolf, he was huge. We were walking in the woods and suddenly this creature came out. He had a snake for a tongue, he wanted my soul and---" I stopped, realizing that I'd been crying.

"Shhh. It's ok," Aiden came and sat on the edge of the bed." I promise the wolves wont get in this house. Why dont you try and get some sleep." I let out a shaky breath.

"I--I dont think I can."

"Tell you what," he said moving to sit beside me on the bed. "I'll sit right here until you fall asleep. Does that sound ok?"

I nodded and laid back again. Aiden leaned against the headboard and seemed to get comfortable. It didnt take me long before I fell asleep again.

"Sweet dreams, Violet," was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.

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The next morning, I woke up to something warm against my back. Half asleep, I pushed back further into the warmth. It wasnt until I heard a deep groan that I realized the warmth was coming from Aiden. I twisted my head around to get a look at him, to make sure he was asleep. I was able to turn just enough that I could see his face.

His long dark eyelashes brushed against his cheeks as he slept.

I went to get up, but he curled his arm around my hip and pulled me back against him. This time I was closer, and could feel that he was hard. I turned my head again, somehow he still wasnt awake and was doing all this in his sleep. I moved to lift his arm off my hip, but he tightened it again. I wiggled a little bit in an effort to get away, but I wasnt intending on my ass rubbing against his front. He groaned again and burried his face in my neck, I couldnt decide if I wanted him to wake up or not. 

 If he did wake up, it'd be pretty awkward, but if he didnt, this could get awkward too. I decided to just wake him up.

"Aiden," that didnt work so I got a little louder. "Aiden," he mumbled someting I couldnt understand and shifted a little. When he shifted, his arm loosend too, and I took that chance to get away....and failed again. 

Considering calling his name didnt work, I turned completely in his arms and faced him. "Aiden," I said again.