a girl who only wanted a simple life worked hard. Her trust in man was not the absolute best. She could only trust herself. She was always in the woods wandering around. She never feared the danger of the woods. A werewolf herself gave her confidence. However a lone wolf will never be able to survive for long, or that was said in the past. Every book written by ancestors always mentioned werewolves and how they must never go alone. 

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filled with romance and fantasy. this is based on imagination. none of these are real:) enjoy the book and check my other works out in the process if you did enjoy this book. however if you didn't enjoy it comment why and I would take it in and make a book of your desire:)

left alone, the lone wolf

As he drove of, seemingly without a thought, I sat there. I sat there, just on the bed, my limbs were chained down. I could not ,ove. I felt guilty. How was he so unphased. He parked the van right at the side of the road. All around us were green which meany that we were not that well camouflaged. Well, that was the least of my worries. 


I sat there, vulnerable. I felt stupid. My mind in a whirl. However I was clear of one thing. I was willing to accept death or torture. I felt that it would just be my punishment after all. 


He got off his seat, grabbed a few weapons and spun over to look at me. Well, I supposed so? My wrists were chained onto the bed and my legs were chained onto the floor. I could not lift a toe or a finger. 


"Ster?" I heard Edward's voice coming from somewhere far. 


"Ster, get up." His voice could still be heard, tone was stern. 


However it felt like a dream. My head kept spinning. 


On The Run