The Alpha Mate Try To Run Away

In the middle of a forest, Lily stood upright, surrounded by giant trees. Her ginger hair glowed like the twilight at the end of the day in the forest full of green and brown to black colours from the trunks of the trees. She seemed so contrasting.

Lily was in a state of confusion after staring intently at where she was. She looked in all directions in a panic, unable to scream. Lily recognised the place. It wasn't the first time she'd been there. She had run around there many times but never found her way out.

All she remembered clearly about this place was that she was near a tree with a pair of people; both were familiar to her, but she did not recognise them as people she had met before in the real world.

She vividly remembered the two of them telling her to leave immediately, and she reluctantly left cause she was worrying about them.

Yes, she recognised this place from a dream that had come to her repeatedly but felt real even after waking from sleep.

"Where exactly am I?" asked Lily finally, walking carefully after she had been silent with her confusion about the situation she was in.

Where exactly was this forest, somewhere real or somewhere in her dreams? She was beginning to have trouble telling the difference.

Lily approached a tree that she recognised. Lily's eyes focused on the stump in front of her. The tree's rings seemed to be moving in circles. She felt an optical illusion was taking place before her eyes, trying to trick her. Or she had gone further into her dream because she saw impossible things.

Lily closed her eyes, completely lost as to what was going on. Was she in her dream, or was she in the real world? Lily didn't know for sure. What could give her an answer? The girl who was barefoot and wearing her usual nightgown pinched her hand hard, as hard as she could, until she groaned in pain.

To say it was a dream, the pain was too real. Lily could visibly see the skin on her pinched hand turning red. Her current outfit also led her to believe that she was not dreaming. However, Lily was aware that her dreams always felt real because even when she was dreaming, she felt pain all over her body as if it were not a dream.

But what was going on? Why is she alone in this place at this time? Why isn't she running this time, and why is this place so quiet? What is going on? Where exactly were the people who were with her in the dream? Although only two people were clearly remembered, Lily was sure that many people were around them at the time, holding back the other group. Her memories were rather vague, but she was convinced of the existence of the others.

Lily walked through the forest. Leaving a tree she recognised. She moved on through the woods, which were only a fraction of the size of the place she had seen in her dream. The towering large trees seemed to have lived longer than her age, the moss clinging to the wood clearly showing the time.

There was no difference from the ground of that place. The grass that almost covered the entire brown soil there depicted that it was an untouched place. A place that is still beautiful and foreign from human existence. For if it were not, there would at least be signs left behind.

"Matt, where are you?" called Lily. Her last memory was being in the living room with her brother, talking about something that had also confused her.

Then suddenly, she was alone in the woods, whether her memory was cut off this time. Lily didn't know because before, her memory had been cut off so that she couldn't remember certain hours of the day that had passed.

Lily moved her pale white feet carelessly across the green grass, the red-haired girl with the frail body seemingly unafraid of what she might step on and hurt herself. She continued to move forward, then turned her body in all directions, searching for the presence of someone. Realising that she was alone in this place was beginning to scare her.

"Mattheo!" the girl shouted desperately. Lily seemed to be whimpering and begging as her voice trembled uncontrollably.

Her composure vanished, receding as her worries grew into the fear of not knowing exactly how long she would be there. Was this a dream or reality, and why had she found no one else in this place with her?

The girl's breathing sounded heavy, a sob escaping her mouth in fear. Lily quickened her pace, running with her thin legs that seemed to land lightly on the grass embedded in the ground. Lily looked back, her gut feeling not good enough to stay and stand there.

She had to run. She had to get away from this place immediately. Her gut told her so, as if someone was warning her. Her wavy strands of ginger hair moved eagerly with her body. Long, flame-coloured hair in the middle of a forest makes her movement and manifestation easy to see.

How far had she run? Though her legs told her she had gone far enough, her mind and gut told her she had not. She had to run farther and farther to be within safe limits.

How far should she run to meet the end of the woods? How far was it that she could get out and escape? Was there a place inhabited by someone she knew? People she could ask for help to get home? Lily hoped so, clinging to hope with every drop of sweat she shed.

Nothing was behind her, but Lily knew from her intuition that it was only a matter of time before whoever was chasing her would come.