ly a bear fit in that description. But she hoped not. The last thing she

ootsteps behind me. Scarlett concluded she was definitely being follo

s following her, but the footsteps stopped

there. Come out and show

flew off from a tree near

ged from the tree. But what she s

suddenly remembered the news lately of

ill he would have do

backward, looking for something she could use to defend hers

he command. He took anothe

hat you are

witching way- like a spider squeezing the ju

mean? My name is Scarlett and I'm going s

n widened. "Well then, I

rlett said. She began to take slow steps back.

e said coolly. "You h

e nose. Blood dripped down his nose and the stranger let out a strangled noise, clutching his

own the path the way she came. She ha

p grueling sound echoed down the hills. Scarlett sprinted fa

ing into a powerful black wolf. Her jaw dropped open. This was no average wolf.

ar. Here was no way she would stop now. She heard the hea

in his wolf form. Scarlett could

nd fight back. She spun around and ducked out of the way, off the path. Th

to the spot as the wolf came closer and closer. It was only a few seconds, but it felt like hours. My

boil. She felt a burning sensation on her neck. Then she r

, goosebumps crawled over her pale skin and it just lik

lf like a laser beam and slammed him against a nearby tree. The remnants of the beam went straight throu

ng its chest, leaving a cauterized, gaping wound where muscle and blood should've

ed back into a man. The hole remained in his chest, leaving the stranger vacant

ran in packs. He probably had friends running around, and if they saw he

eaths were sharp and stabbing by the time she got back to her house. She locked all the doors, shut all the windows an

d ran to the bathroom. She gazed at her reflection in the mirror, and tapped

iven the tattoo much

he power to fight the wolf mus

a werewolf, a monster. None of this could be real. Scarlett thought. She must be hallucinating. Sh

n't deter her. She headed into the woods marching with half boldness, along with a shovel, and dec

k to normal... like they had

? Scarlett was only eighteen but it feels like

had been attacked. Some group of athletes ran passed her givin

arlier. She knew it was the one, because

No traces of the wolf or any man, only traces of dark blood left

n his chest, or somebody had moved it. Scarlett suddenly thought of he