Prologue
Adra POV
She is running full speed thru the woods but she can't see what is after her, she only hears it stomping thru the woods as if it was a huge beast. Her heart feels like it coming out of her mouth as her fear spikes.
She hears a roar behind her as she runs into a large branch and almost lands flat on her back with a loud oomph. She can hear the beast getting closer and closer she feels it graze her arm and she starts screaming .... AHHHHHHHHH
Adra sits straight up in her bed with beads of sweat dripping off her head trembling with fear as she looks around in her panicked state trying to scramble away from whatever was going to grab her. It's then that she realizes she was in her bedroom. Just then she hears movement in the house and the light in the hallway comes on as her mother comes rushing into her room.
"Adra, Adra are you ok I heard you screaming!!"
"yes mom I'm ... I'm .... ok it was..it was just a bad dream I'm ok"
"Oh, my dear are you sure you are ok do you want to speak about it? Is there anything I can do" she says as she lightly brushes the hair from my face."do you want me to sit here with you?"
Just then her dad comes into the room. He is a rather large man standing nearly 6"7' with big broad shoulders the build of a warrior, with black hair, green eyes, and tanned skin. To most, he would seem like a very intimidating man but for her, he is just a big teddy bear a very loving and attentive husband and father. "Adra my love are you ok?"
"Yes daddy, I just had a bad dream that's all I am ok. I promise."
"ok baby girl, Come on Olivia lets let her get back to sleep she isn't a baby anymore"
I gave my dad a thankful glance, knowing mom wouldn't be leaving anytime soon if he didn't help out. "But Ben, I don't want to leave her she had such a fright." She said "Mom I'm ok I promise I just want to forget it and try and get some more rest, I promise I'm ok. I have a very busy day tomorrow I just...I just want to try and sleep" Mom kisses me on my forehead giving me a once over before turning out my light and closing the door.
My mom is a very beautiful woman a bit shorter than most of the people in our pack but still, a respectable height at 5'8" with beautiful long brown hair and the most beautiful hazel eyes you would ever see. She had a lean build that was very feminine and thin whereas I looked a lot like my dad standing 6'4" with the same black hair and green eyes but thankfully a less muscular build, I'm a bit thicker than most of the girls in my pack with shapely thighs and an above average chest size. I'm 17 and graduating soon I'm not very popular but I have a few very close friends and a decent life.
My dad is a pack warrior and my mother is the head kitchen cook. We live in a nice two-bedroom ranch-style home that's white with blue shutters.
I lay back down and look at the clock it's 3:30 am so I settle back down in my bed and put my headphones in to try and listen to music and get my mind off of that awful dream. After a few moments, I drift off into a dreamless sleep.
