There once was a girl with a little red hoodie.

Her eyes were light, her smile was wide, and her future was extremely bright.

She had big hopes and spectacular dreams, and knew nothing could stand in her way.

But one fateful day her life was changed, when she met the boy with the wolfish grin.

Her instincts told her to run away; surely a boy with a smile like that couldn't be up to any good.

But the pull of her heart was much stronger indeed, so she let him lead her into the dark.

 His words were like velvet, clinging to her mind in all the right places.

Her skin turned aflame where he had touched her last, like he was leaving his mark on her; intimate and indelible.

She let him guide her through the realm of the unknown, letting her become completely immersed in him and his world.

Everyone could see her slipping away, becoming more and more enraptured with him every day.

She was losing a grip on the things that she had wanted so badly to make time for the wildness he brought out in her.

But he knew exactly what he was doing. He knew what was happening to her.

It was exactly what he had wanted.

For her to get so lost in his eyes; to be entranced by his touch, so that she would never see what was coming.

He watched as the light left her eyes, and laughed as he tore her apart.

The wolf boy destroyed her, leaving nothing behind, and completely ripped out her heart.