Hey Hybrid Mate

Fear absolute terror, the kind of terror that causes your skin to itch. when your skin crawls and you can feel every hair on your body standing up. I experienced the kind of paralyzing fear that causes your body to instantly freeze when you hear her blood-curdling scream. The only problem was that I couldn't flee because I was her big sister. I was forced to move and go to her. I dragged my feet up the Pack house's front porch and sprinted in the direction I could hear her calling my name. In fear, I pound the flooring with my feet.

I felt myself slipping on the hallway rug as a result of my rapid movement, causing me to skid across the floor and against the wall. With enough effort, my head and shoulder twist awkwardly against the kitchen door frame, causing black dots to dance in front of my eyes. I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder and collarbone travel through my body as my shoulder dislocates as a result of the hit. The call goes forth, "Katherine! Katherine!" Her frightened scream reverberated throughout the house. I jumped to my feet and felt dizzy. With a whip in his other hand, the Alpha was pulling my sister towards the basement as I rounded the corner into the kitchen. Just before he can slam the cellar door shut on my fingers, I start sprinting toward her and grab the door frame. In pain, I cry out loud on my own. When I go to grab the door handle, I discover that it has been locked. I begin attempting to get my hand free. She was shouting and wailing for me on the other side of the door, and I could hear her. Say, "Leave her alone!"I yelled at him while banging the door with my body in an effort to free my fingers and get inside. Since I couldn't get a run-up, I threw my body with all of my strength in the direction of the side where my fingers were jammed, and the door moved just far enough for me to liberate my bloody, broken hand. My fingers twisted and jutted out at odd angles, and I knew they were broken.

I ran full-speed into the kitchen door as I was backing up, bouncing off, and losing all of my air in the process. I rose up, backed up once more, and accelerated my pace. My body was propelled down the stairs, landing at an odd angle, while I dropped my shoulder, slamming into the door so hard it burst open. My head collided with the concrete floor of the cellar. "Katherine"

KATHERINE'S POV*