The Wolf In Me

Part 2 Horror

Melody's POV

As much as I was going to regret checking what I drove on, I couldn't get the possibility that it might have been one of the wolves out of my mind. With my shaking hands, I handed the walkie talkie to Lylah, my armpits starting to drench in sweat.

"No, Lylah, no. Stay here. Here, take this walkie talkie and if you hear anything coming in, just let me know," I ordered, opening the door.

I started praying to our mighty goddess that what it was back there, was just not one of us or human, but maybe a large rock or something.

Closing the heavy doors to my truck with a loud bang, I started moving my feet as they quivered beneath me. The thick raindrops started seeping into my hair, flattening it out against my cold face.

"Why didn't I think of getting decently dressed, damn it! It's cold," I mumbled to myself crossing my arms tightly against my chest as my shoulders lifted.

My light summery green dress was not enough that day and the more I walked, the colder it was getting. I could feel my lips turning purple as they quivered and my fingers getting numb, but that didn't stop me from moving forward.

My vision was spotting something bloody on the grounds just about two to three meters away from me which made me stop and rethink about moving any further.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" I kept murmuring, now taking one step at a time.

What was just inches away from my feet was too much for me to handle. As my eyes gazed on the bloody mess a scream escaped my throat, making my body take a few steps back. To my surprise I felt something else beneath my right shoe, so my whole body shifted to see what was behind me. Sure enough it was just what I have suspected all along.

Drenched in rain and sweat my vision became blurry and I felt like I was losing my mind. I screamed again losing control of myself.

Lylah's POV

of fantasy stories. But no, seventeenth december twenty twenty was the day my eyes were open for the very first time. Laying on the cold hard ground were a set of two identical, yet familiar bodies. Their deep green eyes were open wide, expressing all the fear they were enduring moments before their deaths. Their long light brown

shit possible? Who would have the guts to do such a horrible thing?" I shouted with rage as my hands were in fists at my

down to close their eyes feeling pity over them, but as I did I got into a vision, taking me into these bodies's

just an experiment. Anyways, I doubt that you can understand a word I am saying. Here, take these clothes to

like an incubator standing upright, giving me the opportunity to observe my surroundings. Looking around me I saw a few science

you think she is able to use her clone's

was feeling things stuck into me. I was not able to talk, so all I could do was stare at the two guys with their white science coats as they were writing down something

my best to turn my head around as my body rested against the wall sitting down. My eyes opened wide, looking at all the dead bodies around me

under arms, dragging me towards the rest of the dead bodies that were placed next to the dumpster

know?" One of the

is to be left here! That is what he said. So no, we throw the living ones too. As harsh as it sounds, we need to keep ourselves alive too. You heard what he said when we were brought here Kyle," he said, breathing heavily as sweat was rolling down his fat face, throwing away

as I returned back next to the two dead clones in the damp forest, feeling nauseous after seeing what was going on. Melody rushed to my side, holding her arm on my back, helping me get

a joke or what? I wonder if the enchantress herself back at the packhouse is the real

get back in the truck Mel. There is so much to

in the truck the walkie talkie got activated

Jake talking, please come in."

my mouth as we closed the doors of the truck, pushing the voice return button to

to talk!" I replied with a tight

us at the end of the river," he said steadily, closing

of the river?" I asked, not understandin what

to meet up at just in case we needed. You can never tell if an enemy would be listenning,

Nelly's POV