Sweet Evil Fangs

fe. I could barely feel my feet after running for so long. I didn't need t

thway. I didn't know where to go. I had no idea how I ended up in the woods, running for my life. My breath hitched, fatigue gna

shbacks of what had just happened consumed me. The way blood spread like it was nothing. The way li

e but managed to grab hold before falling. I cursed under my breath, pressing my hands

ancing back. I thought I had lost him, as

had ever seen before! I put my hand on my head, trying to comprehend what was happening. I had been too shocked to speak ear

looked up at the tree-and suddenly, all the color drained from my face. Red eyes. Broad, sharp tee

o run when he pounced over me, pinning me to the messy grass. Pain shot through

t a loss for words. He had been human e

I couldn't push him away-he was too heavy. Yet, despite the danger, I couldn't

ce had been turned away, so I hadn't seen it clearly. But now, close up, I couldn't stop st

d when they met mine. It was as if his gaze was pulling me into another dimension, suffocating me, d

th came in fast, shallow gasps as I looked around. I was in

Who even believes in werewolves? They only exist in books and movies. I swung my legs off th

late..

are. I shook it off and went through my morning routine. Like every typical girl, I stayed up all night watching ran

," I m

ver hit on me. I was tired of it. I sometimes wanted to date someone, but whenever the opportunity arose, I'd shrin

five heads. I checked my reflection on my phone. Nothing seemed wr

eacher would close the door to latecomers. I ran, sweat pouring down my face, ch

d spilled their coffee. They had been furious, but I had escaped their wrath. I checked my watch-

printing. He furrowe

?" I saw h

I approached, spreadi

unced, just as I stu

sapprovingly before motioning me inside

look at me, some giggling. I frowned. They were

d," Mr. Williams pointed

s. I muttered under my breath and slammed into my chair. My classmates smirked, but I ignored them

one lecture, a student ou

girl. Now that he stood before our class, I understood why. He was tall-at least six feet-with a sharp jaw and perfectly st

s a god. I had thought th

m flooded back. I nearly jumped as his eyes swept across the room. Whe

was

his a coincidence? He was popular, yet I'd never se

you?" Mr. Williams stopped

robably know me, but I'll

, for no reason, made my blood boil. He was exactly the type of ma

all me Nathan. Since I missed a

ew where thi

o be your ne