After a day of school, I patiently waited Connor outside the school while watching students fetched by their own services, families and loved ones. I saw some couple people I knew, Kyrene and Briar was picked up by their own cars, the four transferees have their own red lambo, the one they used before. And the weird Ferd Calibre was just walking with his head bowed down, and legs rapidly walked as if there was a killer trying to chase him. But it is a normal thing to see from his manner, he will always be a senseless weirdo.

It's getting darker and darker, that it became night, cold is unbearable it made me shake in shiver.

Connor did not appear on my sight yet, it's almost 6:00, I can't even walk around, my brain turned down the thought to walk home neither hitchhike. This skirt is so short I can feel my legs turning into ice. Many taxis and crazy drunk and high drivers had stopped in front of me offering free ride. But I can't break my promise to Connor. What's happening rn? He can't make me hang up waiting here, every second kills a drop of my patience.

I sat on the ghostly eerie side of the road under this one cold light post, dissappointedly annoyed by how he said he will pick me up after class, I am planning to have a nice relationship with him but he broke it first, it's already past 6:00, and it's freaking dark. The flickering dimmed light in a row of 20 meters away from each other is my only guide to observe around. It is getting creepier and creepier while night falls deeper. There's something inside the bushes, I can sense that, I stared trying to figure out what's that thing. It surely does have something weird.

I transitioned my gaze at my side by the time I noticed a man, I can't see his entire face because of the darkness, I turned my guards on, prepared for a fight or flight decision, condoning his whereabouts, I kept my self alarmed. I know he would about to approach me. I'm sure he's not a normal guy, wearing a black leather jacket with a hood on, ripped on both knee jeans and black boots makes me remind him of cool guys on T.V.

I doubt to run, and finally not doing it, I can defend myself just in case.

"What are you doing here?"

He said making me alert on what he might do. He had a deep mesmerizing voice for a killer. It suits his evil aura.

"What do you care about? Who are you?"

He remained silent for a second before responding. His dark shadow frame looking at me.

"Do you know what's going on now? Selene?"

What? How did he know my name. Maybe if I could see his face I will understand.

"Wait, who  are you? Step into the light and show your face."

He stepped on the light and finally removing the blockage of lights in his face. His curly brown hair showed up messy on top taking my attention into it, fair skin,  just licked glossy blood lips, chiselled jaw, brown topaz eyes and thick eyebrows wakes the crave inside me.

What did I just say to myself?!

But what the hell. He's a stranger and I got my man named Connor. How could I always bumped in curly haired guys? And surprisingly, they shared many face features, but I think Connor was more taller and beautiful than this guy.

"What are you doing here Selene. It's the pack's celebration, didn't you hear about it? You're life's in edge right now."

Pack's celebration? That is tonight?

"Wait, that is tonight?"

I fept like he had turned down my guards a bit. He does know it, maybe he could explain things. I'm not sure what to say, it's surely not safe tonight so why Connor let me rot here?

"Yes, and you didn't even know who's you're talking to."

"Then who are you?!"

I am trying to make things fast, the annoying playful feeling like there's a creature lurking, watching from the bushes can strike from behind any time made my heart go wild inside my rib cage. 'Cause it's their pack's celebration, and the event was held everywhere, it is not impossible. But I had to repel that feeling for this time.

"I'm Raven, the pack's selsa."

So I'm talking to a werewolf right now. Selsa's are part of the hunting party, and maybe I am his captive now.

His calm eyes remained the same. Offensive acts didn't come out to his surface.

"Don't worry, I will not going to eat you."

His prowess eyes stared at mine while he's taking steps that made him a few foot across me. His furrowed eyebrows uplift him more charmingly masculine, our narrow gap makes me inhale the shuffled trappings of alcohol and a mist of strong cigarette that grips on his chocolate fragrant black leather jacket.

"What a careless Connor."

He said letting a short smile, that somehow revealed his dimpled chin and sparkling eyes. He had that dimpled chin too? This guy just makes me remind of Connor's face.

Did he just say that?

"Now I'm taking the responsibility."

He added, the smile slowly fade into a serious one. He grabbed my hand and started to walk fast, looking around quietly like he would like to do it quietly without a trace.

"What are you doing?"

How could I make my self go with his flow? Am I that too weak on his charm?

"I'll drop you home safely, and we have to be fast, or my pack will goin' to see me, and that will kick me out from the rank."

"How can I tru..."

I didn't finish what I am saying when he grabbed my arm.

How could I gave my trust on him? I'm sorry Connor, it's only tonight, and besides, it's your reckless fault.

We ran, him holding my hands, in a swift motion together in the woods, I don't know but I am undoubtedly safe with him. The fact that we're inside the woods with flesh eaters and blood suckers didn't even come up on my thoughts. The only thing I had was the feeling of grief from Connors absence and the new strange feeling for this black knight Raven.

The bitter freezing air made me shudder, siege of pygmy snowflakes meets my every motion, it is surely painful, seems like a million needles striking my bare cold face and some uncovered parts of my legs, my skirt sway with the whistling wind.

I barely open my eyes just to see our path, we're likely running inside an avalanche because of the cold pain. My body started to feel numb as the time pass by.

Rival of giant tree roots and winter snow bits under the bright moon made this moment even more magical, in addition of danger that the werewolves brought in the eve.

"So you like Connor!?"

He shouted in his almost unheardable voice caused by the excessive inhumane motions. His words put my thought in stocked slowmo blank piece of shit. He must not try to approach me with that kind of question, it's a plain absurd.

"How do you say so?!"

I shout back in the most loudest my throat can.

"It's obvious!"

I know what he is talking about, why wouldn't I go home without waiting Connor, and that simply states the obvious. I just want to make our conversation go deeper, I can't even seek any answer in the simple question, the fallacy my mind shout can't default my heart.

But before I can defend myself from the interrogation he made, a familiar handsome face appeared out of nowhere that made us two stop in sudden brake making me almost fall leaning forward, but luckily, Raven caught me and finally just staying on my spot. We stayed staring at the man who disturbed our little friendly stranger walk.

His simple dirty white shirt was covered by loose dark blue denim vest that moves with his heavy breath, tight black jeans on the bottom and a pair of brown Timberland shoes on his feet. Dark patches and red with violet bruises on his face, dried blood in his lips. His arms with golden tattoo crowns got some fresh cuts that made the fresh blood runs down on his finger down to the stacked pile of snow.

Some strands of his brown curly hair falls into his forehead, lucious rose thin lips falls into straight line, mad green eyes match with furious eyebrows made me scared again for the hundred times.