Lyla’s POV
Gently, I picked myself up from the floor after Damon had angrily left the room. I examined the level of the damage he had done and I still can’t believe he broke the mirror just like that.
I shivered with fear as I remembered what he looked like. His eyes were bloodshot and it scared the life out of me.
That isn’t human!
We’re werewolves, wild animals.
His father’s words came back to me, reminding me of my suspicion since I woke up. I know it isn’t possible to get a phone or maybe a library to read more on werewolves and check if they’re real or not.
The only thing I know about werewolves
ended with the Teen wolf series. I didn’t even get to watch more than five episodes before Henry decided it wasn’t good enough.
But first, I need to get rid of these shards of glass before I end up getting hurt.
I opened the door leading out of the room and saw that the hallway leading down the stairs was empty. Gingerly, I walked down the stairs barefooted, trying to see if anyone was around.
“Hello! Ruth! Anyone?” I called out but it was only my voice that resonates across the room.
Once I got to the last step, a stream of dim light was showing at the main entrance. The door was slightly opened; unlocked and unguided.
This is your opportunity to escape Lyla. My subconscious mind told me.
I shook my head knowing I couldn’t possibly escape with how wounded I was but at the same time, I couldn’t wait around until these strange people decided it’s time to eat me up for dinner.
I looked around me to see if anyone was out already and when I saw no one, I looked up at the wall, listening to the clock ticking at a few minutes past eight.
It’s not that late, Lyla. You can still take the chance.
Even though I don’t have an idea of where I am in the world, still I decided to take this step.
I opened the main entrance door carefully to reduce the noise it’ll make. As I stepped outside, I was hit with the cold night breeze. The moon was already taking a shape in the cloud and the satellites could be seen.
Without thinking twice, I made a run for it. Though my body was aching with pain, I didn’t care, I didn’t stop.
Thinking the gate would have been closed, I didn’t bother opening it. I took a small opened door that was a few metres away from the big iron gates.
It was when I walked out of the door that I realized it led to a thick forest and not the garden that I thought it would have led to. The forest was a little dark.
I trembled as I heard a loud howling coming from the forest. I froze at the spot unable to move even though my brain was screaming at me to go back to the mansion.
I didn’t listen. I couldn’t listen.
Taking a bold step forward without being able to see very well through the forest, I tripped over a big stone.
A loud scream came out of my mouth, as my body collided with a tree. I couldn’t stop whimpering as I found it difficult to stand.
Forcefully I lifted myself from the ground, rested my back against the tree and couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down my face. The pain was unbearable. I touched the wound at my back and cried as my hand met liquid. I cried because I knew it was blood.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming closer to where I was. The footsteps were heavy and didn’t sound like that of a human.
Scream Lyla.
Screaming might not help. It might get me killed by this animal and if I’m lucky enough to get rescued by people, I’ll still die from Damon’s hand.
I backed into the tree as the footsteps got closer. I let out a scream once it ended just right in front of me.
I waited for the impact of it’s attack but then I got nothing for the few seconds that I waited.
Opening my eyes slowly, I saw its shape, it was standing on two legs, I could make out the fur that it’s body was covered with but the moment my eyes met it’s glowering red eyes, I let out another scream as tears rolled out of my face.
“Please, don’t kill me. I beg you, please” I begged as I couldn’t get the strength to stand up and run.
The animal began moving closer to me and the more it did, the more I screamed.
I heard several movements around me and each time I turned, I felt a presence on each side. By the time I made out the feature, they were wolves.
I was surrounded by wolves.
Their eyes are bright at night, both big and small wolves.
The first animal suddenly began growling at the rest. I watched in astonishment and fear as this animal communicated with the rest and one by one, they began retrieving back into the forest leaving me alone with the big, wild animal.
It bent to my level, looking me straight in the eyes before touching my face with the top of it’s claws. I dragged myself away from the animal.
I couldn’t scream because of how scared and tired I was.
“You’re bleeding” I heard the familiar voice in my head.
That voice! That same voice I’ve been hearing since I woke up in this place.
I’ve always thought the voice belonged to Damon but this animal was speaking to me.
Instead of fear, my thoughts were replaced with questions.
“Don’t think too much, Lyla. Let me heal you” it asked.
I let its claws touch my face and stay there this time.
“Lift your dress up” it commanded and I did.
Suddenly, the animal began tickling me and I started laughing still wondering about what could be going on.
It bent it’s head and began licking where the wound was at my back. The more it licked, the better I felt. By the time it lifted up its head, my new wound felt better. I reached out to touch it and realized the wound was no longer there.
“Thank you” I said, smiling a little.
I thought it would leave as soon as I said thanks but it didn’t. The big animal suddenly lied down in front of me and placed it’s head on my lap.
“Do you want me to scratch your ear?” I asked with amusement.
It growled lightly and I took it as a yes.
While caressing and scratching it’s ear, I took in it’s features properly and from there I made a conclusion that this animal could probably be a wolf but maybe a different species.
“Are you a wolf?” I asked
I got no reply.
“What’s your name?” I. asked again. “Do you have a name?”
I also got no response this time around.
I became silent rather than ask any further questions. After several minutes, I decided it was time to go back indoors.
“I have to go,” I simply said.
The animal removed it’s head from my leg and up it stood to its full height. It was standing at probably six foot and seven inches from my rough calculation.
It suddenly began walking towards the small door, I followed it without any questions.
Once we got to the door, I walked in while he stood at the other side. I stood on my toes and touched it’s face.
“Thank you” I appreciated and turned to walk back into the house.
The mansion was empty again and I was a little bit grateful for that. I can’t imagine Damon waiting for me.
A smile played on my lips as I remembered the wolf I’d met earlier on as I opened the door leading to the room.
“WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?”
I screamed and jumped in fear as soon as I turned to see Damon standing in the middle of the room, waiting angrily.