THE ROYALLY SCREWED LUNA

ery edge of the border as the man walked away. The thought of running away did n

t paralyzed with nothing but fear as I shivered where I was. So many

red eyes looking all around

emm was that large, not even by chance. The wolf was dark grey in color with grey eyes which stared at me with no kindness at all. I turned so cold and pale I thought

just like that. The tears streamed with me running but I had been running all through the morning and the tirednes

but he was not running as if to catch me. I knew he could run faster than that, I knew he wa

, the adrenaline washed away quickly. Everything in my body hurt

before me, my hands trying to grip something but failing as I slipped further down until I hit a tree hard, groaning and crying out loud in pain. I thought I would

atery eyes trailed, seeing the wolf stand at the very top of the hill staring do

the wolf laughing at me. He got closer, my body naturally shrilling from him, having him growl at me in anger. He had a very short fuse and I was sure he was beyond pissed, his eyes a shade darker. I shook my head, his teeth sinking in my leg with more tears pulling from me,

ay hopeless on him, straddled with my legs and arms hanging on the sides. My head lay on his fur, eye

my body bouncing up and down on his back. Nothing but darkness surrounded me, calling

ring us to sink into our deaths. The sharp grass cut on my skin, leaving it burning an

ng with my body flying to

. The mud was swallowing me whole, realizing it was quick sand. The wolf

large wood stick then moved it my way. It was a bit further but I tried gripping it. My hand touched it, trying again to grip it. When the wolf saw this, he began pulling back. I

ow what his

me aching, staring right

it to him. I had never felt such anger in me, heaving and sure I wo

out, sure to whack his stupid

don’t have the patience for your stupid theatrics. Kill me or let me go so I can make my w

ead, what wa

und before turning around in no

at he did to me. I was walking away, if he wanted to kill

ursing over and over again as I walked away. It was about five minutes later when I stopped, tu

ng around and on with my journey. The sun was hot, the mud drying on my skin having it sore. The

and we were still in

on and on until I could not walk anymore. My legs were shaking, sure I would fall and I was so exhausted. It was decide

back realizing I had lost my back pack. I fro

ened in that day and I needed to process. My butt hit the ground, the wolf immediate

each other he went all scary on me. My blood ran cold. He bit into my t-shirt, it tearing with his teeth sinking in my arm as I cried out and tried to fight him off but who was I talking about here.

nto him and I felt a certain warmth spread all through me. I could hear his heart drum, his heat sipping into my skin. I got cold easily so him being there was a blessing to me. Somehow through that night I felt nothing but trust for him in a way I could not explain. My hand was brushing through his fur, calming him do

t up, an extra pair of eyes and ears. I

t he was not used to the forests, he was full on concentrating and as if laughing on our faces the trail

ng we would never get out

nd of the forest my eyes took in t

t them aside. My feet got in the stream only to hold the scream, jumping around in nothing but pain; as if the water had swords piercing through my skin. A snicker pulled from the wolf having me groan. I bent over, scooping some water and s

then I was blue. I jumped out of the water with my wet clothes, no idea what I was going to do since the morning was on us and it was so cold. I jumped all around with the wolf crossing the stream. I followed afte

for a pair of clothes stashed somewhere. He went around the trees for some time as I jumped around over and over to get myself warm. I

o large. I bit my lip, looking away. He wore shorts that were squeezing the hell out of him.

urned, finding a large t-shirt on

nk y

had dug it out from one. He walked away again. I decided to lay my clothes down then s

d and stacked it in a way that would have it efficiently burn. He came back with some bark; it was called fire bark. When you put something wet on

eard, I loved

rk and all we had to

er but I knew he was a high-ranking wolf, I just did not know how high. Werewolves knew if a person was higher ranked

, opening my mo

didn’t he?”I

mewhere. He had not killed me yet so the on

hing, did not even

ome things before we get there? Why would the king pick me? I am literally no one, you saw all those girls there. They are wolves first of all, they are beautif

and created a fire. The wood slowly

any age from thirty to two hundred. They reached an age where they stopped growing and lived for hundreds of years with their physical bodies never changing. I wondered ho

alked off with me left staring

nd me alone, they would kill me right there and then since I was not a wolf. The man did not answer

uch heat it made me groan. I lay back, the fire so

he fire, watching it crackle wit

t the position I was in would

a pair of feet coming my way. My body froze but telling myself it was the man. I stared into the trees and after a few minutes saw him carrying a large container. I shifted, watching as he broke from the forest. He was wearing new clothes; a pair of sweat

He picked up a whole leg and chewed. He ate away as I stared and after some time his eyes picked up to me, suddenly realizing he had to share his meal. It did not sit well with him, groaning wher

ank you for the food”I said to him as he frowned. Food was not food

its from my hands and sat up staring at the man who was really atta

ving that the king chose me. Maybe he had not which

es laughing?”I asked wanting to pull a reacti

rted,”I continued, trying to coax s

lroom and he will sweep me of

placing his bowl down and turning to stare at me as I stared back at him. I

icked you because you have nothing to lose and no one who ca