Chapter 1
Rose’s pov:
I arose from my resting spot, reaching my arms upwards to feel the sweet release of my back clicking. The sun gently caressed my face as I stood up and the warm weather wrapped around my body like a blanket on cold winter nights. I reached down to pick up my bag. I must have fallen asleep again.
You see, here in this world vampires and werewolves are free to roam alongside humans, Its a dangerous world and you can’t always guarantee safety. I slide my backpack over my shoulder and make my way out of the forest.
The autumn leaves and occasional sticks crunching underneath my black leather boots. My Dad always tells me to be careful about vampires and werewolves. He says that they’ll strike at any moment. Feasting off their pray like a tiger ripping into the flesh of a wounded dear.
He makes me laugh sometimes. The trees don’t have many leaves on them anymore, so the vampires are not safe here. Yet I’m not safe here. There is still the possibility that a werewolf could pounce on me at any given moment. I have to be cautious. There is no room for error anymore, the world has almost been reborn and the rules rewritten.
I make my way up the stairs, the wooden oak sighing below me as I make my way up. I hesitate before turning the door handle, the cold of the metal wraps around my hand nipping away at my delicate skin. The interior of the house is small, but its cozy. The smell of fresh pie and the sight of guns on walls is what I’ve always known. What I call home.
