I jumped to the next branch, feeling like a flying squirrel rather than an actual werewolf. When my fingers clasped onto the rough texture of bark, my heart calmed down once again. Adrenaline always forced itself into my body even if I’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember. I really needed to start getting control on that.
Add that to the long list of things to do. On the top of that list was to actually get my powers to work. I knew I had them, being born when my mom was in wolf form but as of late, I was dormant. It was definitely not normal to still be dormant at the age of twenty but what can you do? Underneath me, my pack was running through the woods, their pelts beautifully shining in the moonlight.
Was I jealous? Of course I was jealous.
I was a flying squirrel while my friends, family and… well, people I didn’t like – were able to be vicious, beautiful wolves. I jumped to the next branch, trying to keep my balance. I was a lot better with trees than actually on ground. That was another thing on my bucket list- becoming less clumsy. Which would actually happen if my stupid hands could turn into claws and I could sprout fur.
A howl erupted in my ear. I looked down, seeing the pack stopping, my dad was the one who had howled. He and my mom looked up at me, standing so close to each other you’d instantly know they were mates. Third thing on list by the way – getting a mate.
Like all myths and rules for lycanthrope, we have mates. You are supposed to meet your mate (supposed to because it’s not actually law) by sixteen up until the age of twenty one. I still had time but was still fearful because of the whole not-turning thing. You couldn’t mate with someone if they weren’t a shifter. That’s just how it worked.
I jumped down from the branch, trying to position my fall so I wouldn’t see naked bodies. My pack liked to shift back to human when they took breaks. If I was a wolf, I’d never shift back. Being a wolf would just be so much better… or so I’ve heard. People liked to make you feel even worse about not being a lycanthrope when they could be.
“Hey sweetie” I heard my mom say, enveloping me in a hug. I turned towards her, seeing that she was clothed in the white dress from earlier. Except now it was more like beige, seeing that she had dragged it through the dirt while it was strapped to her leg. Some things never seemed to change. My dad came to stand next to her, putting an arm around her.
“You okay my flower?” he smiled at me, eyeing the scrape I had gotten from one of the stupid branches.
“Dad, I’ve gotten a million of scraps, I’m fine” I smiled, roiling my eyes. He laughed, grabbing me in a fierce dad hug. You know those people who are twice the size of you? My whole pack is that size. The woman are all about a foot taller than me, the men were like skyscrapers.
“Let go!” I laughed, actually enjoying the hug. It made me forget for a moment about my problem. When my parents were wolves, they cuddled me but it wasn’t the same, definitely not the same as a human hug.
When my dad let go, it was by the time the alpha had decided to start moving once again.
“See you soon sweetie, stay save” my mom smiled, kissing my on the head. I nodded, skittering up the tree again.
“Hey! Squirrel girl!” I heard someone yell. I looked down, shooting a glare at Felix. Felix was the biggest asshole that existed. He was one of those that had shifted since he was a baby, he was even born as a wolf. A lot of my pack was like that, but because he was also the future alpha, he got even more applause for that not-at-all-dependent-on-what-type-of-person-he-is skill.
“What!?” I said, rolling my eyes.
“You turn yet?” he asked, knowing that I hadn’t.
“Have you gotten smarter yet? The answers are the same” I smirked, going to go sit down on one of the branches.
Felix rolled his eyes but held his smirk, “I’m going to get you back for that squirrel girl”
“In your dreams”
“We’re splitting squirrel, adults are going on their own”
My heart dropped to my stomach, my eyes widening. I hated when we split. It gave the wolves the opportunity to torture me. And after basically calling their leader an idiot, I know I was screwed. His friends chuckled behind him, making my prediction even more prominent. Maybe I could go home? Or follow the adults. I glanced down at my parents but they weren’t there.
Ah damn…
I started leaping through the trees, following the idiots to wherever they wanted to torture me. As the woods became denser and more unfamiliar, I started to glance up at the sky.
“Felix!” I yelled, stopping dead on one of the branches.
The wolf in front of me just kept running, probably not having heard me over his ego. I glanced over at the space in front of me. It wouldn’t be that dangerous would it? I wasn’t a shifter and can easily be confused for just a normal human… that jumps around on trees.
It was me or the pack… me or the pack. I took a deep breath, jumping to the next branch. I kept going, the wind starting to be the only thing I can hear. The branches and trees in front of me became my only vision, as if my goal was clear. Get in front of Felix and stop them from making a huge mistake.
Who the hell doesn’t notice they’re about to go into another pack’s territory? And the Hellwood pack to make matters worse!? The Hellwood pack were like a gang. You go into their territory and you’re dead. They were fierce and brutal. Completely nuts.
I suddenly stopped, looking down at the pack. Felix was still a few trees away. I let out a whistle, him actually noticing me. He slowed down but still continued to run.
“Hey! Idiot! You’re heading into Hellwood territory!” I yelled, using my hands as a bullhorn.
Felix finally stopped, barking for the pack to stop as well. Felix’s wolf nodded, letting out a howl for who knows what reason.
“Do you want them to hear you so close to you, you idiot!?” I yelled, glaring at him. Felix barked, an evil glint in his eyes. Wow, so scary…
With another howl, he started turning around… slowly. I rolled my eyes, getting ready to follow them.
But then… then I heard another howl. An unfamiliar one that sent shivers down my spine. I saw Felix’s wolf speeding up, the pack following. Gulping, I got ready once again to jump but as I changed the position of my feet, I felt the branch give way below me.
Shit, shit, shit!
I tried grabbing hold of another but my hands only took hold of air. My scream could probably have been heard by the man in the moon as I plunged to the ground. I was going to die. I didn’t know how far the height had to be for someone to die from impact, but I’m guessing four/five stories would be enough.
I closed my eyes, bracing for impact.
But it never comes…Instead of landing on the ground in a pool of blood and cracke
I wake up feeling my head throbbing. Well my head and everything else. Stupid Felix, stupid Hellwood pack and stupid, STUPID Chase. I sit up right, looking around. I’m in a small room, resting on a bed with white covers. The room has scarce furniture: just a side table, a cupboard that looked like it would struggle to fit a pair of socks in and the bed. There were two doors. One of them had to be an escape route. I climbed out of the bed, ignoring the throbbing pain that filled my body and rushed to one of the doors. It opened to a bathroom. Groaning I headed to the other door but it was locked.
I looked at Matt, he calmly making himself a sandwich.“So, where is this girl?” the alpha asked, looking up from the bread.
I stay on the bed for what felt like hours before deciding that he wasn’t going to come back. I headed to the bathroom, determining that what I needed was a shower and just to get into bed. Sure, the sun was shining outside but I was overly tired. I took a shower, using the products that had been left in the cupboard. When I stepped out, I smelled like vanilla. I wrapped myself in a towel, h
I take longer to eat than I usually would. While I eat, Chase leaves and upon my last bite, he’s back, holding a blue tube in his hand. “You sure took your time” he smiles, “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you” he smiled.
I move over to go open the door and upon opening it I see Chevy smiling up at me. Her short black hair looks windswept thought she always looks a bit of a mess. “Hey Chevy” I smiled, “What’s up”
Last day of uni, flipping finally! I make my way out of the building taking a quick scan over the crowd. Kyle was making out with Rebecca, they having figured out about being mates last Friday. Some of the humans are trying to make conversation with our kind, they struggling to keep the wolves entertained. Speaking of humans. My hands fall on the small blonde girl who is walking against the wall,
I sit up straight, my body aching to get outside. The threat of before lightly filters in my brain but the urgency is definitely greater. I need to be outside. I have to go outside. I get out of the bed, smoothening out the shirt so it covers as much as possible before rushing to the bathroom. Without thinking I wrench the window open and jump. I fly through the air, feeling just the touch of free
I wake up with a start, my hair sticking to my sweaty forehead (gross but not the most important thing right now). My wolf was howling in my head, the sound causing my head to throb. I got out of bed, clumsily throwing a hoodie over my head before climbing out of my window.I jumped towards the familiar tree, gliding through the branches bef
I made a decision. And that choice must have been the stupidest thing I’ve ever done. Okay second… third most stupid. At about eleven in the evening I left my house. My dad had come home after dinner, gave me pissed off looks for about three hours until I finally decided to just leave.
Damn – I had missed his kisses. I puckered my lips, feeling the uncontrollable amazing feeling that rushed through my veins. His hands squeezed my shoulders, his body pushing against me harder. I wrapped my arms around his neck, wrapping my legs around his torso. It was getting uncomfortable just dangling.
Damn – I had missed his kisses. I puckered my lips, feeling the uncontrollable amazing feeling that rushed through my veins. His hands squeezed my shoulders, his body pushing against me harder. I wrapped my arms around his neck, wrapping my legs around his torso. It was getting uncomfortable just dangling.
Joshua finally left me after I didn’t answer the question. With a squeeze on the shoulder he headed back into the house. I – on the other hand – headed into the woods. It was my safe haven. Or it had been. Up until I had taken a small short blonde girl as prisoner.
When we returned from the run, I went straight to the bed – sleeping off the excitement of being part of a pack. At about seven in the morning I finally woke up, getting dressed in one of my new dresses. I came about halfway with combing my hair, when there was a knock on my door.“I’ll
At about nine in the evening I walk towards the forest with my parents. The whole pack was there, some of them already in wolves, some busy getting undressed.“This is going to be exciting” Mom grinned, giving me a hug.
My sister looked nervously at the pack house, her fingers fumbling with one another.“Why are you so stressed?” I smiled.
My parents came home about two hours later, Mom carrying the amount of shopping bags suitable for a shopaholic. My dad’s face was evident of the husband of said-shopaholic. When she saw me, lounging on the couch, trying to talk to my wolf – her face broke into a grin.“Guess what I got&