Sprawled out on the ground covered head to toe in bright blue paint wasn't exactly how I envisioned the first day of my last year at high school playing out yet here I am. I suppose it was hopeful thinking, presuming that everything would just roll on by smoothly and I'd be able to just survive this year unnoticed by everyone especially considering half the school was grouping around me with their phones held out snickering and filming like I was born to be a jester. And just when I thought it couldn't possibly get any worse Micah Holt, the schools quarterback, the most popular kid on the block and the next Alpha of the Crescent Pack in which we reside stumbled upon me.…
[COMPLETED]"Don't come any closer." "Your a feisty one aren't you?" He states with a slight smirk as he pushes forward, ignoring my statement and forcing my hand to retract and defend my body from a closer proximity. My ability to form a response is shattered as he moves forward even more, his body now an arm's length away. My breath hitches in my throat."You see," He begins, cocking his head to the side as he takes another step closer, like a predator closing in on its prey. "There's a slight problem with that sweetheart."His tall frame leans over mine, the heat from his body decorating my skin with goosebumps as he moves his face mere centimetres away from mine. He places his hands on the wall behind me, caging me in and stays still for a split second before moving down to my ear and whispering."Because you are never escaping me again." -Five years.It all began five years ago. The creatures our parents told us of in harmless stories, the ones that became a common catalyst for nightmares amongst young children, were real. The new world was plagued by monsters that took complete control over human life in a matter of months. Our failure to believe in the myths that our parents unknowingly warned us of became the fuel to our demise. Everything is different now. Now, humans live in poverty with the purpose of serving those deemed superior to us in a system designed purely to oppress. Now, life is about survival, everyday more dangerous than the last. Now, we belong to those who call themselves werewolves.Maeve Evans is luckier than most, with a roof over her head and a husband who would die to protect her. The harsh reality she has grown to accept shatters around her when she hears that one word. The word that seals her fate. Mate.*****Disclaimer: mature content. HIGHEST RANKS #1 IN POSSESSIVE #1 IN APOCALYPSE #1 IN SURVIVAL[ word count: 180,000 ]…
