The White Wolf Human Mate

*****CHAPTER 3

I woke up to a gloomy, overcast sky the morning after discovering the cryptic note. The clouds hung heavy in the air, like a heavy blanket that wouldn't let go. It was as if the entire world was holding its breath, expecting something to happen. The sky was a muted gray canvas, as if even the colors were afraid to be too bright.

The air was damp and chilly, causing my skin to flush. The wind shivered my spine as it whispered through the trees, creating a haunting melody. It was a day when the world seemed to be keeping its secrets close to its chest, unwilling to reveal what lay just beneath the surface.

I couldn't help but feel uneasy as I walked through the streets. The world around me seemed off-kilter, as if something were about to pounce at any moment. The clouds seemed to be closing in on me, as if their weight was suffocating me. The atmosphere was tense, as if the world was about to fall apart at any moment.

My heart skipped a beat when I heard a low growl behind me. I spun around, expecting to see someone or something, but no one was there. The only sound I could hear was the rustling of leaves in the wind on the empty street.

I shook my head, convinced I was being paranoid. Perhaps it was just a stray dog or my mind playing tricks on me. But I couldn't shake the feeling that something was following me as I continued walking.

I was startled to hear the growl again, this time louder. I spun around, but there was no one there. I began to walk faster, feeling compelled to get away from whatever was making that noise.

The growls continued to come from all directions as I accelerated my pace. I felt as if I were being surrounded by an unseen predator waiting to pounce at any moment. I looked over my shoulder again, but I saw nothing.

I froze in terror as a figure leapt onto the roof of a nearby parked car. It was a werewolf, a huge black beast with a scar across its eyes. Its fur bristled with rage, and its eyes shone an unnaturally bright blue.

My first instinct was to flee, but I knew that doing so would only aggravate the creature. I took a step back and raised my hands in a defensive gesture, hoping to convince the werewolf that I had no intention of harming him.

"Please, go away," I begged, my voice trembling with fear.

But the werewolf didn't seem to be paying attention. It bared its teeth and growled menacingly as it approached me.

The eyes of the monster were locked on mine. My mind raced as I tried to think of a way out. I looked around, but there was nowhere for me to go. I knew I was in trouble when the werewolf cornered me.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice shaking. "Please, just leave me alone." But the werewolf didn't seem to want me to be alone. It kept moving forward, its gaze fixed on me.

My heart pounded as the werewolf spoke in a deep, frightening voice.

"I am the king," it roared. "You will accompany me to my kingdom."

The words made my mind spin. A werewolf king? It seemed impossible, but I couldn't deny the creature's authority.

"I can't just go with you," I mumbled, attempting to reason with the beast. "I've got a life here." "I have relatives and friends." But the werewolf didn't seem to care about my concerns. It moved closer with each step, its eyes becoming brighter.

My terror gave way to desperation. I needed to flee and find a way to get away from this terrifying creature.

"I won't go with you," I mumbled, my voice shaking.

The werewolf snarled, his patience dwindling. I screamed as it lunged at me, bracing myself for the impact.

My head spun as I struggled to stay awake. The werewolf's voice was booming in my ears as I was on the ground. The next thing I knew, my body went limp and unresponsive.

The werewolf stood perplexed as he approached me with caution, sniffing my body to check if I was still alive.

Then I heard another voice, different from the werewolf in front of me. The voice exuded a power and authority I couldn’t deny.

"How many times do I have to warn you to leave her alone?" the other voice said.

The werewolf turned around to face the newcomer. It was a white werewolf; it was bigger and appeared stronger than the black werewolf, and he had a fierce look in his eyes.

"What exactly do you want, rival?" The black werewolf growled and took a stand.

The other werewolf held his intimidating posture without flinching.

"I want you to leave the girl alone," he threatened. "You already know what will happen if you don't." His voice was low this time.

The werewolf paused for a moment. He then turned and bounded away, disappearing into the trees with a final growl.

I was still lying almost unconscious on the ground when I was approached cautiously by the white werewolf. He gently lifted me into his arms.

He then moved with lightning speed through the streets. He was running faster than any human could hope to.

We soon arrived at my front door. "How does he know where I live?" A million questions were running through my head, and the white werewolf didn't hesitate for a second before he slammed the door open and ran up the stairs, still holding me in his arms as if I weighed nothing.

He then gently placed me on my bed, tucking me in with a gentle touch. I felt a strange sense of protection wash over me as he gazed down at me. He then turned and jumped out of the open window. I was too weak to do anything; my eyes became heavy, and I drifted asleep.