It was a dark gloomy night, the wind blowed on your hair, which had shone in the moonlight. You skipped along the bushes making sure to hold your basket tightly in order to deliver to your grandma, when suddenly you heard a slight growl. “Hello, little girl.”

Jason had said ominously with a slight smirk, he wasn’t a wolf just as scary as one. He was also heir to the throne, but you did hear rumours from the guards that he’d walk around the woods, to get away from everyone.

creepy..