Red

Chapter Thirty

Here we go, chapter 30 for you beautiful readers :) !!

Once again this is written and edited on my iPod so I apologise for the editing not being 100% accurate.

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My breath instantly caught in my throat and I no longer knew how to breathe. I could feel my eyes widen to the size of a 50 cent coin, my feet were frozen to the ground unable to move and my brain couldn't even form a full sentence.

'Alana,' Richard spoke in the smooth, condescending voice, sounding cool, calm and collected. 'You look confused about this situation?' He cocked an eyebrow and kept the smug look plastered on his face.

Confused? I was suprised, terrified, scared, horrified, sad, guilty and so many other emotions I didn't know if they had a name, and all he could tell was that I looked confused. I thought that another expression could have been used to describe my mental state right now, but apparently that was it.

'I, I' I stuttered not being able to form a sentence. 'You, I, what?' My mind was in shock and I feel useless. I have no clue what to do.

'I warned you Alana. Michael is a bad wolf, a rogue who hurts the innocent.' He tutted.

'Innocent?' I spat finally finding my ground. 'You got a fucking gun pointed at my head! How is that innocent?'

'I warned you,' he snarled ignoring my comment. ' I specifically told you to stay away from him because no good comes from wolves of any sort. I'm a hunter, and I kill any wolf I see.' His voice was so dark and menacing that chills ran down my spine.

A flash of black near the tree line caught my attention and a flash of hope surged through me. A black wolf, bigger than the average size so I automoaticay presumed it to be a werewolf, silently crept up and behind Richard, teeth bared and it looked like it was prepared to attack.

Slight hope built up inside of me, thinking the wolf is here to help me. With the silent moves nobody would hear it creeping up towards us; the only reason I saw it was from the flash of black that caught my eye.

'Apart from this one here,' he nodded his head to the black wolf behind him and all specs of hope inside of me vanished. I could feel the colour draining from my face and my hands twitching at my side.

'Please, d-don't do t-this. I'm a human, I d-didn't do anything wrong!!' I pleaded to him.

Michael, help me!! I opened up mind link, pleading desperately whilst trying to keep my face neutral as if I wasn't connecting with someone through my mind.

Alana whats wrong? Michael exclaimed wordily. I could almost feel his wolf pacing inside of him.

Richard- I started saying but was instantly cut off from a sharp blow to the face from the butt of Richards gun.

I yelped, my body falling backwards into the door frame from the unexpected blow. Groaning on impact from the door, my back and head smashed into the sharp edge sending a bolt of pain through me.

Sinking down to the hard floor, I glared up at Richard with as much hate I could muster. He crouched down to my eye level looking quite smug, legs open, knees pointing out and elbows resting on his knees. The gun was lazily being tossed in one hand and he looked at me with slight boredom.

With the barrel of the gun, my hair was moved away from my neck and Michael's tee shirt was pulled down slightly to examine me. The cold metal dragged slowly on my skin while carrying out the actions, causing my breath to hitch in my throat as I pressed myself backwards into the door frame attempting to put distance between me and the small metal decide that would end my life in a matter of seconds.