His New Pack

Before I could step a foot forward, the woman flashes outside the convenience store with those items in her hands. Enough reason for me to follow her.

"Please, let go of me!" she screams the second I managed to grab her hand. When she confirms there is nowhere else to go for her, she drops her butt on the ground and began pouring into tears.

"I'm not going to hurt you, okay?" I said back, but I was the one who was worried because her wailing was all over the place. Humans might think I was doing something bad to her. "But, I have a question to ask you."

Seeing her alive and even recognizing me at her first glance gives me at ease even if she doesn't feel the same way. Then I stealth sniff at her to check if something is going on inside her.

The last thing I remember from the incident is that my claws leave her wounded while trying to save them. So, I grab her right hand by force and remove the plaster she covers it.

And I once heard from Alpha Dustine that our claws and fangs can either kill a human or turn them into one of us. How am I supposed to explain her ascending from the land of the dead when Razel and I were convinced she could barely survive after the fall?

To my surprise, my eyes scan no signs of a wound or even a scar on her right hand. There is no way she simply put a plaster on her arm if it doesn't have wounds or bruises. I can even smell her blood from the plaster. Enough proof that she cannot deny she did not get wounded.

"What happens to the wounds?" I added. "What happened to you after you fall into the cliff? Since when did you come back alive?"

I still have a few questions and concerns about her well-being but throwing them all in one blow might scare her furthermore. But why am I not sensing the wolf blood running through her veins right now?

Does that mean she remains a human after my claws sunk into her skin? I saw with my own eyes that she fell into a fifty-depth cliff. No ordinary human can survive that fall. Truth be told, her bones could have crashed into pieces.

Her expression suddenly changed from a scaredy-cat to a furious lioness. "Stay away from me or I'll scream louder," she said while removing the plaster from her hand.

"I know something is going on within you, Felise. And no one could help you but me. Not my brother, Razel. Neither are your parents." I said back, ignoring her threats.

Felise will be my way to get to Razel if he doesn't want to talk and see me. But from the way I sense it in her eyes, not everyone knows about what happened to her that night. She is terrified to confess to her parents what happened.

"Don't be scared," I added. "I can help you if you are having a hard time, okay? And I promise you to..."

My mouth did not finish my statement when Felise stood up and kick me straight to my balls. Hard enough I drop my knees on the ground and could barely pinpoint the pain that I feel inside me.

Aside from that, I am seeing a few twinkling stars above my head, and my entire body shivered as though a voltage of electricity crawled starting from the tip of my toe up to the tip of my hair.

"Help my ass, you monster," she said, then she grabs the items she brought from the convenience store. "whatever happens to me is none of your business. And you should be the one to pay for these because I'm taking them."

Later in the evening, my wolf took the profound courage to bait myself into the wolf's den; to visit Razel. I could have visited him at school but I don't want to embarrass ourselves in front of his classmates.

That would be the last thing I want to happen.

"Look who's here, Razel!" yells one of the guys in front of mama's house. There are six of them, freely exposing their six-pack abs while having a barbecue party.

Home sweet home. I could barely remember when was the last time I visited mama's house since Uncle Robin and Alexa adopted my wolf.

The outside face of the house remains the same. A wooden gate painted white. A tangerine tree filled with fruit and leaves where dad and I usually play.

And the swing which I requested mama and papa to build so I could have someplace to play while they were out for the pack services. However, it seems that I visited him on the wrong day and at the wrong time.

"What are you doing here?" Razel furiously announced right after he got out of the house. Then he flash in my direction and began pushing me away.

His hatred and resentment toward me soar up like an untimed bomb. My wolf could sense his eyes were blazing with fire and the urge to end my life right in front of the house.

The same sensation he possess when he kept punching me that night. If I did not stop him that night, my wolf could have been dead by now.

"I'm here to tell you something important, brother," I said back while allowing him to push me the way he wants to.

"Brother?" he scoffed at me in disbelief. "have you forgotten I already ended up our connection since that night? Who the hell are you calling me that, huh?"

Then he punches me in the face, this time a bit harder compared to before. As soon as I stumbled on the ground, his other friends started surrounding me.

All of them were smiling at me. It was the kind of smile that is telling me I should have not shown up in the middle of their barbecue party. The worst part is that I could barely sense mama's presence in the house or nearby.

"That is not how our pack works, son." says the middle-aged man who just appeared. He was carrying bottles of beer. "punching someone's face is for humans. Why not show your older brother what you become since your eighteenth birthday?"

"What?" I uttered before digging into the deepest part of my brain what date is today.

Right. Razel turned eighteen three days ago. The same day that my wolf was disgraced, disgusted, and ousted because I choose my brother over the pack. It was the same day when I have nowhere else to go.

The night that I could not stop weeping because I realize my wolf was all alone in the dark, with no walls, no roofs, or anyone who I can count on if things go south.

"Are you sure?" Razel eagerly asks his father.

"Well. You said it yourself that you want to avenge someone's death because of your evil stepbrother." advises his father. "Now's your chance, son. Kill him."

As soon as Razel got his father's approval, he rips off his shirt and endure the unbearable cracking of bones before he finally turned into the final phase a hungry and furious wolf. His friends cheered for him after that.

Then he jumps on top of me and slashes his claws on my shoulders and legs without any signs of hesitation. I could barely see the loving and caring Razel that I know in his wolf form anymore.

Razel changed a lot. But I cannot blame him for that. He felt betrayed by his older brother.

"Fight, you son of a bitch!" he exclaims when I simply let him do what he wants for me. This time, I have no plan to cover my face with my bare hands.

If killing me makes him feel better, then so be it.

"As I said to you that night, Razel, I will never fight with you. Because you are my brother. Always will. Always will be." I uttered, even smiling at him wholeheartedly.

"Treat me your brother all you want, Ezra. But you will never be my brother anymore," he uttered back while relishing his claws on my chest. "Because you killed her!"

"Kill him, now, Razel!" yells his father. "members of another pack are enemies to our pack. Prove your loyalty to the pack. To our alpha."

"She's alive," I uttered in a rush before Razel could lift his claws into the air. "Felise is alive and she will be seeking my help sooner because of my claws."

"What?" he rolled his eyes and his furious expression slowly change. "What did you just say?" he asks for clarification even if he heard me loud and clear.

"Kill him!" yells Razel's father before he and those men shifted into wolves and rush in my direction.

Before his father could reach my spot, I pushed Razel out of my body and shifted into a wolf, not to prove that I can beat at least three of them, but to run as fast as I can away from the place.

For what it's worth, I manage to deliver the message to Razel. And I don't care if his pack will hunt me down to the deepest part of the world. I am already a lone wolf. The only thing I could do is to keep running and hiding if I still want to live and survive without someone on my side.

But I was hoping Razel would do the same for me as I did for him. Choosing me over his werewolf pack.