Chapter 4
Olivia’s POV
I scream out in horror. I back away from the window, toppling chairs and tables as I run. I pick my phone to call Lucian. Midway into the call, I remember his words earlier. I quickly cut the call off. “My eyes stay trained on the window, waiting for the wolf to burst in and maul me. I’ve never felt so
helpless in my entire life.
For what seemed like an eternity, I wait. Then I tiptoe to the window and stick my head out cautiously. I look up and it’s gone.
I have to get out of here. Now that I am not the perceived Luna, nothing stops anyone from making me a target. My humanity is my greatest weakness.
The sound of my phone ringing makes me jump out of my skin. Lucian?
“Hello Liv“.
I sigh in relief but I feel disappointed.
“Hey Rowan, are you calling me at the behest of your Alpha?“, I tease lightly.
His chuckle is soothing. Rowan might be the Beta and Lucian’s best friend but I know I could rely on
him.
“How are you holding up? Do you need help in any way?”
I hesitate. Maybe his call just came at the nick of time
“Actually, I do need your help, Rowan. I need to get out of here fast and I need to stay away from prying eyes. Can I ‘borrow‘ your cabin in the woods, while I figure out my next move? I don’t feel
safe here“.
“Safe? Is there anything you are hiding from me, Olivia? Nobody dares attack you especially in the apartment owned by Lucian. Did something happen?“, Rowan queried.
Telling him about the wolf would only make things worse. If he feels there’s a breach from an enemy wolf, he would be forced to tell Lucian. Lucian, in turn, would only insist that I was lying to get his attention. No, telling Rowan is futile.
“I only meant I feel unsafe here as the ex fiancée. Being around here is making it hard to move on. I
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need space“.
know I sound very unconvincing but I hope he calls my bluff. I don’t feel up to Rowan’s intense scrutiny.
“OK. I understand. I’ll meet you at the breakfast shop, right at the corner of your apartment in an hour. Be ready“.
“I watch the tail–lights of Rowan’s car fade away in the distance. The drive down here was quite uncomfortable and I am glad it was over. I am finally alone, away from everything that could remind me of Lucian.
As if I could ever forget.
The cabin is just off the trail, and surrounded by the woods and a river. The total silence calms and unnerves me simultaneously. I find myself strangely drawn to the mysterious woods, so I take a walk, hoping to get back before nightfall.
I am barely into the woods when I hear whispers. Are there hikers close–by?
Elena. Elena. Elena.
“Hello? Is anybody there?“, I cry out, hoping to catch a glimpse of hikers on the property. The responding silence is deafening. I panic and turn back, to return to the cabin. I finally see the clearing and the cabin in sight.
There is a man, standing in front of the cabin.
The familiar fear takes hold of me again. This place is desolate that it would take decades before my body will be found. My mind is racing between different routes of escape.
“I mean you no harm, child. I am sorry if I alarmed you. That was not my intention. My name is Joer
His voice is strangely soothing and I find myself moving closer to him. Just few yards from him, notice distinct features about him. He must be in his late sixties, with a weathered face and a grey ponytail. He has kind blue eyes and deep laugh lines.
“I hope you know this is private property and you are trespassing. You shouldn’t be here, Joel“.
He looks at me strangely, and moves faster than I expected for a man of his age. He grabs my arm and holds me with his intense gaze
“Elena, you are in uncharted territory. You have no idea what you are about to unleash. The power sleeping within might overcome the vessel. Let us help you“.
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s? Power? What the hell is this crazy old man rambling on about?
You must mistake me for someone else. My name is Olivia. You shouldn’t be here. Please leave“.
He drops his arms slowly and lowers his gaze, as if he just obeyed an order. The city suddenly feels safer right now.
I watch him walk slowly away, with bated breath. Just as I am about to sigh in relief, he stops at the edge of the woods, and turns to me.
“One last thing, Elena. Stay away from Lyanna. She is far more dangerous than you think. The time
to face her hasn’t come yet“.
am about to blurt out that I am not Elena but Lyanna’s name held my tongue. Is he crazier than I thought?
“I don’t understand what you mean, Joel. Are you speaking of Lyanna, the new Luna?“, I query.
He didn’t even bat an eyelid.
“Lyanna’s pack is searching desperately and their goal is to unleash the power within. Never cross her because you won’t win. At least not yet“, he said solemnly.
He disappears into the woods just as strangely as he came. What the hell just happened now?
He must be mentally unbalanced. Lyanna has always been a part of Lucian’s pack, so what did he mean by her pack? My name isn’t even Elena. Nah! He’s just a random crazy old man who stumbled onto this property by accident. There was definitely no truth to his words.
Or is there? Those eyes are strangely familiar.
I keep running to get away from it. The growls are getting closer. They are closing in on me from, different angles. I look back and a huge wolf lunges at me. It crashes on my chest, mauls me and its jaws goes for my jugular…
I wake up screaming. A bad dream. The metallic smell of blood drifts to my nose. I quickly put on the lights and the scene before me is terrifying…
There’s blood on the sheets. There are bruises and scratches on my arm, like those made by claws.
Blood is dripping down my arm.
I hear howls from a distance and my blood runs cold with fear. What was I thinking when I came
here, secluded and all alone?
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look back at the bloody sheets. I must have scratched myself while dreaming. That’s the only logical explanation for the scratches on my arm and the blood. The nightmare was horrifying enough. My
bconscious must still be reliving the horror of being almost attacked by a wolf.
The sunlight hit my eyes and I am relieved that the night is over. I had dozed off at the early hours of the morning after so much tossing and turning. The sight outside from the window was like a fairy tale. I feel like Little Red Riding Hood.
There was a wolf too in that story, wasn’t there?
I shake that thought off. I need to get rid of this silly fear of wolves. I would have been the Luna of a pack, so why am I jumpy?
To prove that to myself, I wear my coat and step out to enjoy the morning air. The air was crisp and
clean.
I suddenly notice something odd on the ground. Are those footprints? I look back and forth and the realisation hit me with horror.
There is a trail of large wolf prints from the front door to the woods.
