My Brother's Best Friend Is My Mate

Another fist rams into my gut and I almost hurl on the spot. I can feel the blood in my mouth, tasting like iron. I'm also sweating alot. The three men confront of me wear grim expressions and are most likely enjoying torturing me. "Speak bitch. Tell us where he is." The one dishing out the punches hisses. In the form of an answer I spit blood in the direction of his face and he quickly turns beetroot red. Oh, the irony. The man in front of me wipes his face with a cream colored hand kerchief then turns his attention to me. Let's call him Danny for now. Danny punches me again, this time in my face and I think I hear my nose crack. Oh well. I fall to the floor feeling limp. Danny and his friends have a good laugh, clearly enjoying seeing my blood flow. I feel strong arms heave me back up from on the cold floor and just as Danny is going to deliver another blow, a blood curdling howl pierces through the air. I hear a big bang then a black wolf appears, its flowy, soft fur I assume as black as darkness, you almost can't see him. Angry green eyes stare back at us and I see him leap up at the men, tearing their flesh apart. My body crashes to the floor once more and as my eyes fail me I think about a black wolf.

"Emerald!", a frantic voice calls to me. I feel my body shaking and I reluctantly open my eyes. Spencer's point face appears and she looks extremely worried. "Hey", she smiles as I sit up in the bed. I feel cold all of a sudden even though I have thick burgundy covers around me. "What happened?", I ask and rub my temples, willing my terrible headache to go away. Spencer's eyes dart away from mine."You had a nightmare." She says and looks back at me. The memories of my nightmare come flooding back and suddenly I feel overwhelmed and tired. "Yea", I reply and my bestfriend asks me if I remember anything at all. "No", I lie. I didn't want to worry anyone with my burdens. Anyways, it's just a silly nightmare. "Are you sure?", Spencer asks and I nod. Her glance suggests that she doesn't believe me but she doesn't press me with any other questions.

I want. A refreshing spray of water hits my face and I shiver as the cold water runs down my body. Surprisingly a feminine body wash was present in the bathroom that smelt like lavender and I decide right then and there it was my new favorite body wash. I also

need to do my hair. I do my hair up into a high