Forsaken And Found

was the fury of Merrick's men as they ineffectively attacked the silver-haired stranger. They completely ignored me, leaving m

to feel sympathy for them. My fear, however,

apeshifter like them? Why did he say he's dead? Is he some kind of zombie or something?! Why

less, my body sinking deeper into the fog of unconsciousness. I didn't want to be dragged ba

d then... a pair of black leather shoes appeared in my line of sight. I tried to lift my head, but my stren

me," I managed to whisper

responded, "Let me think..

g me under. When I finally opened

d I could have sworn it was the same one the silver-haired man had been wearing. My purse was on the ground beside me. The strange feeling of someone caring enough to res

nough to take me back to his castle... At least he made sure my

ggy from the drug. My head pounded from the hangover it caused, and the rising sun wasn't doing me any favors. Ri

to get to my feet. The morning air was chilly, so I wrapped the silver-haired man's coat around me. It was soft, warm, and surprisingly comfortable,

dropped. The place was completely empty. No bodies, no bloodstains, not

that guy?" My th

nothing was left. If they weren't dead, Merrick and his men would likely have sent rein

nything-out of place. But there was nothing. That could only mean one thing: the wolves were still alive. Even

my shoulder. I packed my things-clothes, four sets of unused documents, my laptop-an

ved the cash from the deposit box, picked a random destination, and bought a ticket. Saying goodbye to Th

ad room to process the events. I hoped Merrick and his men wouldn't pick up my scent, though, speaking of which, I was st

he time to be thinking lik

he's dan

all the wolves. Was he some kind of supernatural creature too? A super w

per than any human, were far stronger, and could turn into wolves. Since I was five, I'd learned how to fig

"He wasn't just a human. What kind of str

rs before I got any ans