Helanie:
I was slowly waking up, feeling cold. The hair on the back of my neck was standing up. The goosebumps were popping out of my skin.
"Lamar!!!" I scread. "Gavin!!! Penn!" I called for my friends. "Salem!" I yelled as loud as I could, but nobody could hear . Of course, they couldn’t.
I was far away, deep in the mountains.
And then, I started hearing the sa cries I had heard the other night.
I understood what was happening now. Those crazy little creatures were coming out of their hiding spots, and the big monster was waiting to take shape again and swallow .
"Ah!" I gasped, trying to catch my breath as I struggled again.
I moved my feet over and over, pushing my body forward, hoping my hands would sohow gain the strength to break free from the restraints, but nothing was working.
When I breathed, my nostrils felt almost blocked. With every breath I took or let out, I felt my skin freezing. I frantically tried to wake up, opening my eyes. But half of my body was already frozen from the cold, my legs feeling even worse.
It didn’t take long before I fully regained consciousness and realized I was out in the open, buried under the snow.
"No!" I muttered, shaking from both cold and fear. I tried to move, but my arms were tied to a tree in a way that my fingers couldn’t even touch each other.
"Hey! Help!" I scread, breathing heavily through my open mouth. I was sure my skin was ice-cold, but that didn’t matter. The real horror was that I was tied up outside.
The creatures started jumping from the trees. One of them ca straight toward .
"Get away from !" I yelled as it sniffed the ground, then crept closer to my foot. I angled my foot silently and then kicked it hard.
As it flew through the air, the others started attacking .
"Arghhh!" I scread, kicking a few away while so of them managed to bite my legs. Their bites were painful, like frostbite.
I felt one of them climb onto my body, all the way up to my chest. Its face was so close that I could see every little detail of its skin.
Then it hissed, opening its mouth wide to bite my neck. Its sharp teeth made realize that if it bit , I would die from blood loss.
"Arhhh!" I scread before it could bite , squeezing my eyes shut. But suddenly, I felt its weight lift off my chest.
Sothing shot past like a flash of lightning and tackled the creature. Right before my eyes, the huge beast landed on the small thing and tore its limbs apart, making the others scream and rush toward him.
Right in front of stood a hungry lycan, and my blood was freezing cold.
He was massive and terrifying in person. I had encountered him before, but that night, he looked even wilder.
"Maximus," I uttered, noticing the lycan stop swinging his arms around and temporarily turn toward . I knew from the brothers that when he was in his lycan form, he didn’t understand anything. He was barely Maximus at that ti.
But the way he looked at and groaned softly, I felt so comforted. And then, the mont he noticed the little creature coming toward , he let out a howl, his face turning beastly once again, no longer looking innocent. He jumped at the creature, and just as he was about to rip its head off, he focused on , as if he was worried about watching him do that.
I turned my head away and heard him continue ripping its head off. I then watched him eat the creature, but it felt like there was no end to these things. They kept coming at or at him.
And then—the big creature started to form in the air. The lycan turned around and howled again, his howl louder than anything I’d ever heard. As the big creature ford, it began throwing the icicle in my direction. My eyes widened, and I shut them, expecting a painful hit, but it never ca.
Instead, I felt a warm touch. The cold breeze stopped hitting my skin directly. I opened my eyes to see Maximus with his arms spread out, wrapped around the tree, just covering my arms with his beastly arms and his body shielding mine. The lycan had shielded , taking hit after hit.
He was howling in pain while the creatures attacked him, and the big one threw ice daggers at him.
"You will get hurt," I muttered. I couldn’t believe I was talking to a lycan and was so worried for him.
But at that mont, he wasn’t just a lycan; he was my savior. I wondered how much he had to care about to recognize in his lycan state.
He didn’t let go, taking the pain like a mate—a mate I thought had lied about loving . At that mont, I rembered what he had told . He said he lied to his mother just so he could throw her off.
Was it the truth?
But then why did he choose Charlotte?
"Maximus!" I scread when my thoughts were interrupted by a sharp ice spear piercing through his back and coming out of his stomach, making him quickly look up to make sure it didn’t touch .
"No! Maximus, please, get off !" I pleaded, but the lycan only closed his eyes, as if he was ready to go as far as to die for .
Worry and love overwheld , taking over every inch of my body. "Please, baby, let go," I begged, but he nuzzled his face into my neck, his big, giant shoulder covering my head and face from any harm coming my way.
Then I heard him scream in my ear when the creatures did too much damage to him.
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