Jax POV
Stacey hugged me tightly and I hugged her back.
“Are you sure you want to do this alone?” She asked. “I could come with you.”
I tried to stifle my laughter and shook my head. Stacey was the last person that I could see go hiking to Keeper’s Point with me. With her platinum blonde hair, 6 inch heels and body hugging baby pink dress, Stacey was a true fashionista and the only time she ever touched mud in any form was at the spa downtown. I, on the other hand, was raised by my dad after my mom died when I was born. My whole childhood was spent at the race track, the football field and out fishing in a lake outside the city. I was very much a boyish girl, listening only to Jax instead of Jaqueline, which was my full name.
Since I was such a tomboy and Stacey was the embodiment of Elle Woods with her blonde hair and pink clothes, it was safe to say that we were true opposites. But we had been friends since kindergarten and we just moved into an apartment together. We had graduated high school two weeks earlier and we were going to the same college together.
We did a lot of things together, but there was no way Stacey could come on this trip with me without hating every minute of it, and I didn’t want to put her through that.
“It’s fine.” I said. “I think I’m going to enjoy the peace and quiet of the mountains before I go off to college. Besides, I’m not really alone.”
I patted my backpack and Stacey smiled sadly.
“I know.” She whispered, before forcing a smile. “I know you probably won’t have any reception up in the mountains, but please call me whenever you can so that I know that you’re okay.
I hugged Stacey again before hoisting my backpack up on my shoulders and walking down the road. Stacey turned back to the car and I glanced over my shoulder to see her little pink Fiat 500 disappear down the road.
“Just you and me now.” I whispered to nobody in particular and started walking up the trail.
My goal for the trip was Keeper’s Point, a mountain in the Amwin mountain range. The top of Keeper’s Point overlooked the world’s largest glacier, and I had heard about the breathtaking view.
Going to Keeper’s Point was one of the things that had always been on my bucket list, and this summer I was hiking there by myself.
My heart clenched and I took a deep breath as I realized the mission I had ahead of me, and if things were different, I wouldn’t be going there alone.
The trail went through a lush pine forest, the light seeping in through the thin branches and almost making the moss on the ground glow. In the background, you could see the snow covered peaks of the mountains, and even if it was in the middle of summer, I knew that the nights were going to be a lot colder when I got closer to the top.
I drank in the amazing view and snapped a few pictures with my camera before the trail started to climb upwards. It didn’t take long for my calves to get sore and I was grateful for the workout schedule I had been following in preparation for the trip, or I would probably have pulled a muscle by now.
I hiked up the trail for a few hours, drinking in the amazing view and taking photos. My heart almost leaped out of my chest when I saw a family of deers jumping across the trail, the fawns looking only a few weeks old. I scrambled to get my camera up and I groaned softly in disappointment when I saw them disappear among the trees.
Follow them.
I didn’t know where the thought came from, but I stepped off the trail and followed the deers further into the forest.
The more reasonable part of me knew that straying from the trail was a really bad idea when you were out hiking, especially when you were on your own. But the more adventurous part of me thought that I didn’t start college for another two months, so I had plenty of time to find my way back if I got lost.
Against my better judgment, I followed the deer as they stopped by a small creek and drank some water. I snapped some pictures and was surprised with how good the pictures turned out.
Suddenly, the deers tensed and started running.
Great, they probably sensed me.
I stiffened when I heard a growl further into the forest, and I stared in horror as two large wolves ran towards the deers. My heart pounded in my chest and I held my breath as the deer ran faster, the fawns struggled to keep up and I figured that they weren’t going to be able to outrun the large wolves.
I frowned in confusion when I saw the wolves stop, letting the deers get away. They were about 30 yards away from me, and I crouched down a bit to make sure that they didn’t see me.
The next thing that happened made my blood run cold.
The wolves started transforming before my eyes.
I stared in horror as the wolves changed into two naked men.
“Why did you stop?” One of them asked.
He had black curly hair and tan skin. Several tattoos littered his muscular chest and arms and he had a smile on his face as he turned to his friend.
The other guy shrugged.
“They had fawns.” He replied. “It’s not right to kill babies.”
He had light blonde hair and icy blue eyes. He was larger and taller than the other guy, but he didn’t have any tattoos. He smiled, showing off a set of perfectly white teeth. I squinted my eyes and leaned forward to get a better look.
A branch cracked underneath my shoe and both men snapped their heads in my direction.
My breath caught in my throat as they stared at me.
When they both started moving towards me, I reacted instantly.
I unbuckled my backpack, afraid that it was going to weigh me down, and started running.
My heart pounded in my chest as I mindlessly ran through the forest, my panicking mind forgetting which way I came from. All I could think about was that I had to get away from these people who could turn into wolves.
The sound of paws was heard behind me and I let out a scream when I heard them getting closer. I turned left and lost my footing, tumbling down a slope. The fall completely disoriented me, and for a moment I didn’t know what was up and down until everything stopped spinning and I hit my head on a rock.
Every part of my body screamed in pain and I desperately tried to get up, but my vision blurred.
The last thing I saw before passing out was two wolves staring at me.