Blood Legacy Chapter 12: 12. The runaway

*Shock.*

All he could feel was that freezing and speechless-rendering shock as he looked at her one last time, watching how those tear-filled large blue eyes widely stared up at him as she slid closer to the floor and sat down, trying to make herself look as small as possible as she protectively held a hand over that still bleeding wound between her neck and collarbone.

*Shit. What the fuck did I just do?*

*Marked her. You just marked your destined soulmate, dumbass.*

His consciousness spat back at him, making him roar with anger and desperation. And with a furious swipe he knocked over a few items from the counter behind him, making his soulmate scream and cower in utter fear.

*Fuck.*

His nostrils flared, giving her another look before he turned around and stalked through the house straight towards her front door, closing it behind him with a loud bang.

He couldn't care less about someone seeing him like that in that specific moment as he started running as fast as he could, having one, single destination in his mind. The forest.

So many thoughts ran through his mind at the same pace, bringing him to the brink of madness.

He couldn't believe it. He had found his soulmate. His destined soulmate. His weakness.

And now she was linked to him. Forever. With no possible means of breaking the bond.

"Fuuuck!" He roared out loud, not even caring that he still had those shorts on as he entered the tree-line faster than a bullet and shifted mid-air, breaking out into a long and pained howl.

He dashed through the woods and ran as fast as he could, after so many years finally letting it all out.

The pain, all that anger...

**

"Fuck..." I hissed in pain as I gently dabbed at the wound with a piece of cotton soaked in disinfectant, staring at my actions through the mirror.

That haunting image of his gleaming black eyes and his inhuman canines dipped in my own blood kept appearing at the forefront of my mind every time I dared close my eyes for a moment, making me feel so tortured.

He was a fucking psycho, that was for sure. A fucking psycho monster.

*And I'll be damned if I waste another moment in this shitty town, waiting for him to just come and finish me off.*

I thought with conviction while slapping a band-aid big enough to cover every inch of my wound then exited my bathroom and went straight for the closet, taking out two small suitcases.

*Fuck this shit. Fuck this town.*

I opened my dresser first and started taking out everything I needed; socks, underwear and bras before moving back to the closet and starting to pick some clothes.

"Care-bear? Oh my god what the fuck happened?" I suddenly heard my sister shouting from somewhere downstairs, no doubt having already seen that mess in the kitchen as the rushed thudding of her footsteps kept growing louder and louder until the door to my room burst open, revealing a very distraught-looking Andrea.

"Care, what the hell-Oh my god what happened?" She asked as soon as she noticed the totally wrecked state I was in and that large band-aid covering my neck.

"Wait, what are you doing?" She changed her question as her gaze fell on the suitcases.

"Leaving, Dre. I'm leaving. I don't care where or how but I'm leaving," I cryptically replied, earning myself a completely lost look from her.

"What? N-no, you can't just-"

"Look, we can go to the police and-"

"And what, Dre? Tell them that my classmate turns into a wolf and that he bit me?" I cry back to her before she could even finish that sentence, making her flinch.

"W-what...?" She shakily placed a hand over her mouth, her gaze shifting between that spot on my neck and my face as she approached.

"Yes, Dre. He bit me. He fucking bit me like some rabid animal. He can somehow magically turn into a freaking wolf and he bit me,"

"These are his bite marks," I unsealed the band-aid and showed her the teeth marks, earning myself a horrified gasp before placing it back.

"So either you choose to believe me and come with me or you don't. Because I'm leaving anyway," I told her matter-of-factly with a tilt of my head, letting her know that I wasn't fucking around. Not this time.

"I will not stay here and wait for him to fucking kill me or something,"

"B-but...Where are we gonna go?" She blurted out as she aimlessly paced around, still lost in everything I just told her.

"I don't know but for now, we need to get in the car and drive as far as possible away from this place," I told her with a pointed look after zipping up the first suitcase.

"I'll try to contact dad as soon as we get at a safe distance,"

**

*Am I still dreaming?*

I absently listened to the random tune playing at the radio as I stared through the windshield, my mind still occupied with everything that happened in the past 24 hours.

I still couldn't believe what was going on. I was leaving it all behind; my mom, my friends, to run away from a guy that wasn't even human.

And I wasn't even sure of what he was exactly.

I fished out my phone from my jacket pocket, unlocking it then started searching on the internet, typing the only sentence that was currently going through my head; man turning into a wolf.

Right away, images and passages describing a werewolf started showing up as results, depicting a supernatural being that not only possessed extraordinary abilities such as incredible speed and strength, but also a some sort of alter ego, representing that animal spirit that resided within and took control whenever it shifted.

"What the fuck..." I mumbled under my breath, my gaze unfocusing as I remembered every single unnatural detail about him.

*His strength...his eyes changing colors every time he was around me...and those monstrous canines that came out at will, every time he wanted to...*

"No!" I suddenly cried out as a dark thought entered my mind, scaring the living shit out of me and also managing to startle Dre who was driving.

"Care, what the fuck?"

But I paid no heed to her alarmed state as I rushed to type in on my phone that exact sentence;

*Can someone turn into a werewolf after being bitten by one?*

Unfortunately, I didn't get to read the results as Dre suddenly screamed like a banshee out of nowhere and pressed the brake pedal as if her life depended on it, making the car swerve and go over the side of the road for a few minutes longer before finally stopping between two tall trees.

"Andrea, what the hell?!?" I cried out at her with utter shock and fright, lastly noticing that equally horrified look on her face as she shakily turned to look at me with wide eyes.

"W...wol..." She incoherently mumbled right before a shadow moved in my peripheral vision, drawing my attention outside, to the front of the car.

*Shit.*

I mentally cursed as I watched Satan and his minions slowly approach the car as they came out of their hidings, all six of them barely clothed.

*Fuck. Shit. Shit. Motherfucking fuck this shit.*

"Stay here," I warned Andrea, my gaze still trained on the six as I carefully got out of my car and walked to stand in front of their leader.

I craned my neck and met his eyes into an openly defiant way, purposely trying to show him that I wasn't afraid, even though on the inside I was already pissing my pants.

"What are you doing?" Nathan asked, his voice so eerily calm as his green gems peered into my own, crossing his arms over his naked and broad chest.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" I tilted my head to the side, mimicking his last action.

"You are not going anywhere," He growled, his eyes shifting between that emerald green and glowing golden as he firmly took ahold of my elbow, pulling me closer to him.

"The hell I won't," I immediately ripped my arm free of his grip, taking a step back.

"Look, let's just all calm down and-"

"And what? Continue to let him hurt me until he eventually kills me?" I quickly interrupted David before he could even try and finish that sentence, my angry gaze shifting to him for a moment.

"Come on, why don't you just do it now, huh?" I mockingly said as I met Satan's glowing gaze again.

"Come on, take a swipe," I pushed at his heaving chest, unfortunately not managing to move anything as he seemed indeed harder than a freaking rock. Yet I didn't care anymore. I just wanted to be over with this. I just wanted to be left alone!

"Come on, just fucking kill me already!" I angrily screamed and tried to push against his chest again, feeling hot tears build up into my eyes and spill over my cheeks as few uncontrollable sobs escape my lips.

He forcefully griped my arms before I could fall to the ground, those golden eyes turning black. And with absolutely no warning beforehand he leaned forward and smashed his lips against my own, moving into a hot and demanding kiss.

I whimpered, completely overwhelmed by the torrent of sensations immediately taking ahold of my body as soon as he touched me, once again failing to understand how he was managing to affect me like this.

I could feel his arm sliding around my waist to hold me as close as possible against his burning body while his other hand moved at the back of my head, burying into my locks as he practically devoured my lips.

I moaned against his lips, feeling my cheeks quickly heating up as my panties suddenly felt so uncomfortably damp, his chest vibrating with a low growl as he abruptly backed away as if being burned.

And once that magic trance he forcefully put me in snapped, I looked back at him in disbelief for a moment before giving him a loud and harsh slap.

*You don't get to gaslight me like this again, motherfucker.*

"Everybody, BACK THE FUCK UP!" Andrea's trembling shout suddenly reached my ears, making me turn around to look at her standing right next to the car, phone in hand.

*What the fuck?*

"You! Get the fuck away from her or I am calling the cops!" She bravely cried out, her gaze trained on Nathan as she raised her hand to show him the phone.

Yet before she could even try and press a single finger on it Nathan's blonde bimbo suddenly appeared out nowhere and hit her with a single, powerful swipe, managing to provoke three large gashes on Andrea's arm.

"Nooo!" I screamed with desperation as Dre's shocked gaze found my own, running straight to her just as she collapsed onto her knees.

"Dre, please no! Dre!" I cried as I threw myself on the ground and wrapped my arms around her, trying to keep the blood from flowing with one hand as I held her.

Yet for some reason the crazy bitch that just hurt her started screaming out of nowhere, seemingly in a great deal of pain as she fell to the ground crying.

"Estefany, what's wrong?"

"She's my mate...I just hurt my mate!"