CHAPTER 3
Complete darkness soaked the world in black. Matthew stood with his back pressed to the wall. Glassy green eyes watched carefully, waiting. Nothing. No movement in the shadows.
He was alone. His ears remained pricked, knowing that wouldn’t last long. He was being hunted.
He wasn't afraid of the dark.
Carefully he slid around the corner. His fingers curled and uncurled absently while he paused, scanning for signs of pursuit. Waiting around like this was nerve-wracking. He scolded himself silently.
Ten minutes of slinking around in the dark and he was already crawling out of his skin, anticipating the footsteps of his hunter to sound behind him at any moment.
Any second now, he would feel the teeth ripping into this skin. He couldn’t hide forever.
Silent and swift, he slid through the maze of walls, gliding his fingertips just barely above the surface of tabletops and doorways.
Adrenalin buzzed through his veins like electricity, making his head swim in a dizzying mix of exhilaration and terror. He needed to stop, to pause and strategize. But his body wouldn’t allow it.
He was itching to keep moving.
He was evenly matched this time. The werewolf who was after him would find him.
And after that…well, the details weren’t important. But there would be blood.
It was all part of the game.
Suddenly, his body locked in place.
He gasped involuntarily as a pair of wolf canines slid into this shoulder and clamped down tight before releasing and shifting back to whisper,
“Tag. You’re it.”
“Damn it!”
Matt swung back, eyes wild, but by then Chad had already darted around the corner.
“No tag-backs!” he called.
Matt raced after him, dodging lamps and side-tables, and finally caught up with him. He had him trapped- the only barrier between them being a low, glass coffee table.
Their eyes locked; nerves twitching in anticipation. Chad made a break for it, and that’s when Matt attacked.
The lights flipped on mid-tackle.
“…what are you doing?”
Lily stood illuminated in the fluorescent glow of the doorway, completely bewildered.
The werewolves froze.
“Are you playing tag?” she asked.
Matt and Chad exchanged blank glances.
“…maybe.”
With an arched eyebrow, Lily studied the shallow bite marks spotting their skin- from their throats to their shoulders to their arms.
Any exposed piece of skin had been marked with neat crimson puncture wounds.
“…with your teeth.”
Chad shrugged innocently.
“Normal tag is lame. We got bored.”
“We got creative.” Matt added, tugging his sleeve down over teeth marks on his arm.
Lily just stared at them both in disbelief.
“I’m going to leave now,” she said slowly.
“Let’s never talk about this again.”
“Can you hit the lights?” Matt called as she turned to leave.
Still shaking her head incredulously, Lily hit the switch and returned the room to darkness.
“You guys are weird,” she murmured.
Then she shut the door, leaving the werewolves alone again.
Chad grinned.
“You’re still It you know.”
Matt’s eyes narrowed to slits..
“Oh, you are so going down.”
****
Lily traveled back to the bedroom in disbelief. She turned the corner swiftly only to crash into Darren who carried a teddy bear in his hands.
“Oh Darren, I'm sorry I wasn't paying ah....”
Lily paused for a moment and raised a eyebrow.
“ Darren is that.... a teddy bear?”
Darren looked shocked and quickly looked down to see the old fluffy bear in his arms.
A instant panic rushed to his tired eyes and he hid the bear behind his back.
“No of course not. Why would I carry something stupid like that around I mean come on...”
His voice reached a higher tone and Lily began to feel funky.
Like so many times before this night Lily managed to pass out cold and fall into a state of dreaming.
Something that she was so used to by now.
Kei
The pieces were finally starting to come together.
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