Chapter 7

Donna released his hand and felt the chill hit her hard, but forced her legs to carry her. A dull warmth met her body as she stepped into the clearing without the sound of frozen ground beneath her feet. She turned to where her father was waiting, but the path was gone. Whatever she had to face would come soon enough, but wished she could at least see her father to help her through.

The scents were no longer pleasing, but stank of moldy dampness of a jungle that was nowhere near the ocean. It was a stale scent that almost made her cough, but managed to keep from giving in. Donna tried not to inhale too deeply as another scent from behind she couldn’t identify caused her skin to run cold.

She heard a child cry out from behind as sounds of growls caused her flesh to quiver. Donna spun around to see a boy with brown eyes and hair in the center with black wolves, forcing him back towards the jungle wall between her and him. Something dark could be felt, but not seen, waiting for the boy and knew she didn’t have much time. If he reached the edge, the boy would be lost to the jungle forever.

Donna screamed out as she ran towards the boy without thinking about her own safety. The wolves snapped at her as she passed, but somehow managed to miss her flesh. She spun around just before she reached the boy and stared at the snarling faces.

Her voice was firm as she shouted. “You can’t have him.”

The boy cowered and whimpered behind as they snapped without taking a single step. Their brown eyes glared at her as lips pulled to tightened growls. There was something familiar about their eyes that she couldn’t quite place.

They snapped at her, but weren’t making contact as she tried to grasp what it was about their eyes. The more she looked from one to the other; the more she became convinced she knew them. Understanding hit her hard and knew exactly what the wolves wanted.

Her voice was firm and commanding as she stared at them. “You aren’t taking Jason from me.”

The wolves stopped their snapping as she sensed the change from boy to man behind her. They rose together and hair fell away from their bodies until the twins stood before her with menacing looks on their faces. Lucas’ longer hair was the only thing to distinguish between the two of them, even in that place. Donna didn’t know if they were really there, or some trick of the island, but didn’t matter either way.

They walked up to her and pressed their hands on her tits with equal force and laughed as they spoke together in a mocking way. “We didn’t take him. He wanted to come to get away from his prude of a sister.”