Chapter 15

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Skylar's POV

"YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM ME PUPPY!!" Yelled Trey in anger. I was running. That's all I knew. I was running threw the woods . My feet were bare and on the verge of bleeding as I stepped on sharp rocks and broken branches. I don't understand, why is Trey so angry? And why is he chancing me?! I kept running none stop, having my breathing subside slowly.

"This is crazy!!" I yelled to myself. I then heard Trey give an evil chuckle. My eyes widened. I kept running until I soon reached a rock ledge, having me stop right in my tracks. I turn around to run back, but before I could even blink, a giant wolf jump out of the woods and attacked me. I screamed in fear and pain as it grabbed ahold of my shoulder, bitting it aggressively. My cries of pain were very loud. I began to punch the wolf now, having it whimper in pain and let go of my now severely bleeding shoulder.

"Trey!! Stop it!" I yelled at the wolf.

What the hell? Trey's not a wolf... Why the hell did I just say that?

"Stop it Trey! It's me, Skylar. Please, you have to remember!!" I screamed at the wolf.

What the shit!!!!??

Everything seemed to stop for a moment. Nothing moved, the sound of wind even ceased to exist. I went to move towards the wolf, but without hesitation it jumped at me, knocking me off the ledge of the rocky hill. As I fell, everything went in slow motion, all that I could see was a black void beginning to consume me, and at the top of the ledge, was Trey with a bloody mouth...Laughing.

My body immediately shot up from the bed. I look around the room panting as sweat dripped off my face. No one was in there. I looked more and realized I was in Trey's room like always. I give a loud sigh of relief as I now see that it was just some stupid dream.

I stand to my feet, dragging the blanket with me to downstairs. I don't hear anything or smell anything... Is Trey even here? I walk into the kitchen and see a note on the counter. I sigh as I now walk to it and read it.

"I'm so sorry I'm not there when you wake up love. I had some arenas to run. I promise that I'll be back soon ok? I'll be home by Noon. Love you my little Prince."

I sigh but blush at his adorable note. I throw it into the trash while getting some cereal. I fill my bowl up and sit down in the living room, turning the TV onto a show. I take my phone off of the coffee table and start playing a game while still glancing at the TV occasionally. I glanced at the time and saw it was only 10:30. I nodded to myself as I now finished my cereal and popped my pacifier in my mouth. I began to sway side to side while slowly getting into my headspace, but that all quickly faded once the memories of my dream popped back up into my head.

The image of Trey chasing me... The singer in his voice. It terrified me. He couldn't be that aggressive, could he? He's never been that aggressive around me. It was a crazy dream why am I even thinking about it right now. For God sakes, I thought Trey was a wolf for-

"Wait... " I said allowed to myself. "Wolf?... Those books in the basement... They talked about Trey, and how he was a- No way. This is unreal. It was a dream idiot. Shut up" I argued with myself. I sigh in annoyance as I now stand to my feet and walk to the basement door.

Why am I even doing this. It's just some stupid made up story. Those books were made by his parents, they are just fake tails or whatever...

I begin to walk down the stairs of the basement, still majorly freaked out by the place. I turned the light on and looked around more. I found a few more boxes but all they had in them were pictures. I saw onto the floor with the box and just shuffled threw them, looking at old pictures if Trey when he was a kid, two older people and someone who looked almost just like Trey. A man and women, most likely his parents, then I assumed that the younger child was his brother? He never told me he had a brother?

          

I threw that box aside and looked there's a different one this one instead had video tapes and cameras spread throughout it. I picked up a small camera and began to watch it. It started out with a small boy running around in a field of grass, just laughing. The women recording hollered for True to slow down, and as she did, the young boy fell face first into the dirt. I gave a low giggle as it now changed to a different video.

This video was set at night time. It was pointing to the starts as if the person recording forgot to shut it off or left it on.

"You don't think that'll happen yet do you?" asked a women.

"No, at least not for a long time. Trey is getting older and will soon learn how to control his anger and urges" said a man. "I don't think we have to worry much about Trey being hunted" he finished off.

"What about Tristen?" Asked his mother, but the clip was then cut off.

What the hell? Tristen? I'm all kinds of confused now. Also, why would Trey be being hunted? And at such a young age? His parents died a few years back so this had to been taken some time before. I don't understand it. I shuffled threw another box and found some old clothing. It was dirty, and torn up. I cocked my head to the side, looking at eveey angle of his odd clothing. I turned it around quickly but immediately dropped it with a loud gasp. The back if the clothe had a dark red stain on it. A dark red blood stain. In the middle of the blood stain was a circular whole, as if something had shot threw it.... Shot threw it?... A bullet hole!?

I throw the shirt to the ground and rummage threw more and more stuff. It was all weird and didn't make any sense, to me at least. I looked to the floor and found another camera, except this one had the words Trey's first turning. Turning?... What does that mean? I went to go pick it up, but I then heard someone knocking on my door. I jump giving off a loud gasp. I look from the stairway back to the camera then back to the stairway. I groan as I grab the camera and put it into my pocket. I quickly pick as much stuff up as possible and out it back, now heading back up the standard to whoever it was. They repeatedly kept knocking over and over, annoying the hell our of me. I groan in annoyance now.

"I'm coming I'm coming" I said as I now reached the door. I opened it up and looked confused as ever. No one was even there. What the hell?? I stick my head out and look around. "Hello??" I yell out, but got no response. I sigh but see something sitting on the porch. It was a little rectangular box. I cock my head but pick it up and bring it inside. I sit at the kitchen table as I now begin to start opening it. Once it was unwrapped, I could tell it was a small recording device.

"What the-" I ask myself. I take it out quickly and immediately press play.

"I told you to keep those idiots away from Skylar and me Sam!" I heard Trey say angrily. Wow... He sounds so angry. I've never heard him this angry before.

"And last time I told you to not tell me what to do! I am the Alpha, don't forget that... Now what do you what? Why are you here?" asked a man, it seemed as if it was the man Trey mentioned, Sam. He sounded older his voice was rough and scary, but he still sounded young. He was probably around 20 years old.

"I just want you to keep your dogs under control... Skylar is innocent ok, he doesn't need to know anything. He won't find out I promise" Trey says.

... What won't I find out about?...

"Ya you said that before. Say, I haven't yet met this, Skylar of yours. I would love to meet him. Just me, no dogs included" said Sam.

"No! Skylar is never meeting you, any of you ever again. I dont want him involved with any of this" Trey spoke defensively. He sounded also kind of scared.

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