#Chapter 62: Dark Creatures

Nina

A woman’s voice screamed for help from the forest. Enzo and I pulled away from each other, just as we were about to kiss for the second time that night. We looked at each other for a moment, the realization of the situation hitting us, before taking off toward the woods.

Could we not have one good night without people being injured or killed by werewolves?

“Stay here,” Enzo said just before we reached the woods. He stopped in his tracks and grabbed me by both shoulders, pushing me away from the entrance of the woods where students and locals often walked on the seemingly-safe nature trails.

I wrenched myself free and shook my head vigorously. Stay here? There was no way in hell I was letting Enzo go into the woods by himself. I would never forgive myself if something happened to him out there and I wasn’t there to help him. “No way!” I shouted, curling my hands up into fists. “I’m not letting you go alone.”

“Nina, it’s not safe–”

“I realize that, Enzo!” I said, stamping my foot angrily. “I’m going with you regardless!”

Enzo stared at me for a moment, a mixture of surprise and worry written across his face, before he sighed and nodded, straightening once more.” Alright,” he said, turning toward the trail that led into the forest and holding out his hand as the screams continued. “But stay close. Don’t let go of my hand.”

I took his hand and ran with him into the forest toward the source of the screams. It was frightening to run with such wild abandon in the forest, but I let Enzo lead the way; something in me told me to trust him to guide us as we ran, so I did.

the woman screamed again, this time much closer. We took a sharp right turn, leaping over tree roots and rocks in the way, and

while

dragging a woman by her ankle as she clawed desperately at the ground, sobbing

looked up at him, the woman’s leg still in its mouth, then dropped her upon

there was also something oddly familiar about the rogue’s

ran up to the woman and grabbed

anything else

— as if it recognized me then turned

shaking as I held the sobbing

stormed toward me, grabbing the woman from my arms and scooping her up, his eyes fixed

as fast as you can,” he said sternly over the woman’s sobs. “Get home

“But I–”

me, Nina,” Enzo said, his voice low and serious. “Please

an eye, Enzo and the woman were just… gone. The forest

that rogue was, because

of turning back to run home like Enzo told me to, I began to go in

to stay as quiet as possible as I followed the rogue’s trail; it had crashed so haphazardly through the woods that I could make out

for nearly twenty minutes

through the bushes, it heard me and jumped up, snarling. I felt my heart quicken as I cursed myself for

me, but for some

hand outstretched and my breathing ragged. With each. step closer, I expected the

massive muzzle,

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