SAMANTHA'S POV -

 'Everyone vacate the school, that's an order.' Travis's voiced echoed in mine and the rest of the packs heads.

I stopped in mid step, I was just about to try and pucker up to the beta, but this sounded way more interesting. Travis was soon to be the new Alpha, well, he needed a mate first. The title was passed down but, if the next in line hadn't found his true soul mate by the time he reached his eighteenth birthday then, he'd have to claim another and the transfer would begin. My father was close to the present Alpha and he assured me he would try and bring the idea up on me being the next Luna since the he played a part in the choosing.

I smiled cunningly, everyone in the pack would be under my thumb.

I know for a fact that I'd make a good Luna. Their meant to project nothing but perfection, beauty, and grace. Countless people have said that I was made to rule and I will, by Travis's side. Just because I'm a natural blond does not mean I have no brains or wits. If you cross me I'll strike you down with the ice glazing over my sky blue eyes.

Even though Travis blocked us off from him, he wasn't hard to find in the building that was pretty much empty now. I followed the trail that led me to a closed door to a classroom, the hallways empty. Hmm.. I walked closer and focused. Tapping into my enhanced hearing I listened, that sounded like a.. groan. What in the world? I marched forward and tugged on the handle and nearly ripped it off, stepping forward to kick some but when I caught the sent.

"Oh my lord!" I blurted out, not being able to stop myself.

Before me stood Travis's bent over form, pressed against a human. I wanted to laugh at what I was seeing. "Looks like the little Alpha to be has found himself a human to keep him busy," I said playfully.

I watched with confusion setting as Travis ignored me and attempted to continued what they were doing before I decided to show up. Does he seriously think this is the best thing for him? Yeah right, after he's through with his I'll show him what he needs. I picked up a quite "No" from the figure hidden underneath Travis and the next thing I know, he staggers back as if shocked. I sighed. Flashing a big, bright smile at the small little human I said with extra false friendliness and a wave for good measure, "Hey."

Her brows scrunched together and it made it even harder to hold in my laughter, damn she's clueless. Turning my gaze back to what rightfully belongs to me and took in his toned body with appreciation, I can't wait to be able to touch those muscles and feel them shiver in pleasure. "I guess you finally stopped with the whole 'waiting for the one' bull crap, huh?" I raised a perfectly defined brow in question, not able to keep the smug expression from sliding onto my face.

He growled. Oh, sexy. "Shut up Samantha, you don't know what the fuck you're talking about," authority rung from his voice, making neither me or my wolf cower in fear. No way, he was no Alpha yet and if I was going to be his Luna, then he has to start respecting me.

Before I could open my moth and say just that, he swooped her into his arms and kissed her life a fool in love. On no, did he attach himself to a human? God, he's more of an idiot then I thought. For a few seconds I let them go at it before it started to grind my nerves."Okay, seriously Travis? You realized I'm still here right? Now, detach yourself from that pesky little non-were and get your god damn head out of your behind. Jesus, are you stupid? Your days ways from becoming Al-

"Mate."

No. This is not happening, I've sacrificed too much for this to happen. I swore off messing around with anyone from our pack and kept the "relationships" I had with pathetic humans down to a minimum so the present Alpha would consider me a qualified candidate for becoming Luna. I even acted nice the those of our pack so word might travel back and get me in good graces. Both me and my wolf have suffered too much for it to end this way, and to a human. A human.

"Wait, what!? Her! She's your mate?! That fucking hum-" The next thing I know, I'm hovering in the air with my feet dangling and throat being clutched by a steel hand.

"Don't you dare talk about my mate that way," the words dripping with near the surface furry. I had dangled in shot seconds ago but his voice snapped me out of it and struck panic into me. My arms snapped up, as though finally being released from being pinned down. I tried to pry his fingers off, smacking and scratching. I didn't deserve this, he should be chocking her not me. My eyes darted around the room with a my heart beating out of rhythm as I tried to look for something that might help me. She stood a good couple of feet away, a sight that made my eyes want to bleed in terror.

My eyelids peeled back even farther and I struggled to make out words with the unwavering hold on my vocals, preventing my from doing so. I danced my gazed from the girl to Travis's eyes and hoped he would get the ides. He didn't. The snake like grip tightened and I felt as though I'd pass out. Using my reducing energy that was draining from my in an unbelievably fast paced to point my finger at the thing behind him in a jerky movement.

"Don't you point at her!" His fingers tightened a wrenched whimper escaped my lips, I think the grim reaper was standing outside with an impatient foot tapping away. A giggle. It sounded from behind Travis's turned back, a sound that made me cringe even while in my situation. For that little vocal action wasn't some average girl giggle. No. It had a deepness to it, a rough surfaced edge to the echoing hollowness. Travis's head swiveled around and I couldn't hear what he said next, the pounding in my ears growing too loud.

It looked as if a demon had come along and walked right into her skin, possessively filling her body and turning her insides black as if as easy as water being pored into an empty glass. How, I don't know. One second she was no more than a pettily harmless human who was getting in my way and the next.. We had heard talk of such things but I always brushed them off as nothing more than myths. Thinking they were just tales to keep us in line and on point, as sharp as an arrow. Maybe even a good scare for when by a fire or, on an endless night.

I was drifting in and out of consciousness with Travis's hand still grasped around the hollow of my throat. Clawing at his hands and trying to pry his fingers into loosening while still keeping my gaze locked on what stood behind him. The look on her face sent shivers of fear down my spine, making me wish I could run as far as my feet could could carry me, as long as it was away from here.

All along her body the veins under her flesh turned black with ink filling their tubes, standing out against her pale complexion. I trembled, tears began to fill my eyes and spill over. I was not a crier. Before her eyes were a crystal grey, now they were murky pools that matched both the ebon and depth of the oceans bottom. So dark, they appeared empty. But what was the worse of all was her her mouth, wide and showing. It stretched into a grin that mirrored one of a clown who was too happy to see you. I shuddered. I never liked clowns, the crazy eyes they all shared and the constant cheerfulness.

Just as I was slipping away, the hold on my was dropped and I was released. Free. My body was slammed to the floor, dropping as heavily as a rock. It felt as if I had been spinning round and round for hours, leaving a numbness and lightheaded feeling in its wake. As I tried to catch my breath and shake away the spots covering my vision my hand searched blindly along the wood made door, searching for a way out. He wasn't worth it, even if he was to soon be our packs new Alpha.

I tried to call for the others but there was a thick fog of clouds hovering in my head, pushing aside rational thoughts and contact access. I gulped down oxygen greedily and could brought my other palm to my neck, knowing now Travis must've fractured mu windpipe and my wolf wasn't there to help me heal. I could feel her, just as frightened and confused as me. She was never afraid of a fight, never.

Metal.

Wrapping my fingers around the cool material I was about to yank it into a turn when a scream rang out. It surrounded me, forcing and pushing its entry into any passage way it could find. I was being torn from the inside out, ripped and hauled at. The whimpering of my wolf echoed in my head, she was trying to fight it off. It fed off of her and drain away the very essence of her and left me cold and empty. She was gone, and I was next. I coughed on my own blood, cried a stream of red. Death would've been a blessing.

It wasn't satisfied, its hunger shook me to the very core and made me want to hurl. Splitting into my mind and cracking it wide open, it dove in, turning the world black..

TRAVIS'S POV -

She raised her hands, palms facing me. Her head tilted back and my canines lengthened. And while my eyes turned a deadly black, hers drifted shut.. I saw my opening.

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BTW - That's a picture of Samantha on the side.

           Sorry if it seems a bit rushed and scrambled, tried to get it updated as soon as possible.