|TribePack Forbidden Hearts
Author: Rozze Cane PM
Isobel Woods has always had it tough. From being in an orphange to having a tribe adopt to where she isn't wanted, she's always believed she was the freak. The freaky elf that was never suppose to be born. But after being kicked out, and her mate saving her things get even more complicated. From having to stop a war that's lasted for centeries. To keeping the bound inside the pacRated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Romance - Chapters: 3 - Words: 5,747 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 10-02-12 - Published: 09-19-12 - id: 3059514
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The sun that blazed down on my neck was torture. It was like tiny pens jabbing into my skin. My hair pulled back in a ponytail, giving it a slight breeze as swept from side to side. My lips were overly chapped, my throat screaming for water. The pounding in my head probably from dehydration. And every once in a while I would stumble from the long gash running down my leg from me running in the forrest from Alec. The lack of blood might also be a result of the pounding headache. Or maybe lack of food.
It'd over a week now since I crossed the line of the territory. I didn't dare walk into a resturant anymore than every other day, and even then I didn't order anything big. No matter how hungry I really was. And the gash that was only two days old, seemed to be getting more worse than better. I had changed into jeans and a dark blue shirt. My arm wrapped in cotton and guaze, and I reminded myself that I'd need to find a creek or something sometime soon. The sun was going down, and where a creek was. A big tree was usualy close by. And my legs ached from walking all day. The thought of having to search through this woods like a death sentence to my mind, but staying out in the open would never be an option.
Every step was on my right leg was like I rubbing salt water in it. The dirt that gathered over the day was disgusting, and I heard a small creek not to far. Ignoring the pain, I sped up my pace towards the noise. Gasping for breathe when I saw it, sweat running down my neck. It was like I had no more energy. Everything went blurry, as I grasped the tree next to me. Trying to get ride of the spinning, but it wasn't going anywhere. The pain was ripping through me, a pain so painful I had never felt anything like it before. A thousands worse than what John had done to me before kicking me out. This was like a fire that was burning me from the inside out, while spinning the ground underneath. I sat gasping for breathe, gagging but with no food in my stomache, it came out in painful dry heaves. Tears ran down my face, as I held back the ball in my throat.
Then, just out of nowhere, everything went black.