Even though I was somewhat frustrated with what had happened between Samantha and I, there had been a part of me that had known that it would happen. I didn’t know how to explain it, but the moment that I had suggested for us to do it, it had been practically impossible for me to think about anything other than the fact that I should not be doing it. I could predict that I felt like this because of one of two reasons, but there was no way for me to know for sure which of the two it was. Firstly, there had been a part of me that had been aware of the fact that Samantha was freshly shifted and it was not actually acceptable for me to be bothering her as soon as I had been. But it had almost felt as if that was something that did not apply in that particular situation, due to the fact that she had been the one who had come to us. I had interpreted it that she had wanted to come and see me - which might have been the first mistake that I had made. But the second possibility, was the one
It was safe to say that what I found when I opened the door to the interrogation chamber, was not even remotely what I had been expecting to find. I would be lying if I said that it turned out to be just another case that Gwen was cracking, because it was not. That was something that was obvious from my first glance, my first opportunity that I got to sum up the situation. I knew that I just needed to make sure that I wasn’t jumping to conclusions because that was something that would prove to be quite detrimental to what I hoped to achieve from my presence here. Gwen had turned to look at me when I had walked in and I felt like it was safe to say that she was far from happy to see me. I had to admit that I couldn’t blame her, because I just interrupted her process, but I wasn’t going to feel bad about it. I knew that if I did not include myself in this, then I was not going to get anywhere, and all of the information that Gwen had, she was going to keep to herself.“What are you doi
Telling Matthew that he could stay here, felt like it was going to be nothing more than a rather large mistake. I didn't want him to be here, because I did not want him involved in this matter. The fact that he had gone as far as threatening to tell Luke about what had happened, had been enough to make me question whether or not Matthew was one of the few who had been turned against Alpha Elijah. I knew that it was not right for me to jump to conclusions, but it felt like I couldn't help it, like it was out of my control. Before he had made that statement of his, there hadn't been so much as an ounce of suspicion in my soul, but now, I felt like it was the only thing that I could feel towards him. Even though my thoughts were running wild, even though they were practically wreaking havok, I was still able to remind myself that there were other matters at hand, that I could do something other than to think about the possible betrayal from Matthew. It was something that was easier said
I found myself standing outside Elijah's house, watching it from a distance and finding myself to be rather indecisive. I did not know whether or not I was supposed to go inside, or whether I was supposed to go back to Gwen's house. I knew that it would not really matter where it was that I went, because no one would be able to tell that that was where I was, but it was merely one of those things that I had no control over at the moment. The only way for that to change, was to wait it out. And whether I waited it out here, or in Gwen's house, I doubted that it would matter. As long as I was somewhere where I could be found, I doubted that it would be much of a problem. I wanted nothing more than to be able to shift back, and take a bath - I could feel the dirt between my toes and the sand in my fur, but I also knew that the chances of me being able to do that, were somewhat slim to none. I would need to wait until someone could explain to me how I was supposed to shift back. And unt
I could tell that my statement had caught him off guard, because his eyes widened slightly as he looked at me. I had to admit that it was a rather satisfying sight to see, and I could only hope that I would somehow be able to keep my composure while I spoke to him. If he started to challenge me, I was sure that I would struggle, but until then, I was going to be brave about it. I sent a silent prayer to the moon goddess, asking her to make sure that I had the strength that I would need to stand up to him for as long as I possibly needed to. ‘What did you just say?’ The shock in his voice was as vivid as it was on his face, and I knew that he was not going to like what I was going to say to him. But that was the point of it, was it not? I was disobeying him, and it wouldn’t be for the first time. The only thing that made this different, is that it was actually upsetting him this time around. And I wanted to know why. ‘I said that I’m not going to listen to you. I’m not going to stop
I had been running for what felt like an eternity, but I knew that it would only be a matter of time before I reached the Northern Pack. It had not been an ideal route that I had taken, but I knew it to be the fastest one, and luckily for my sake, I had not come across any problems along the way - and by problems, I meant rogues. It was a small mercy that I was incredibly thankful for. But I knew that it must have been because the Moon Goddess had mercy on me, because she knew that I was going to have quite a hard time when I entered that pack. I would be under attack as if I was a rogue, and the only way for me to prevent that, would be to speak to them and tell them who I was.But even so, Samantha had warned me that even though her father had left the pack, he still had more than enough members in the pack who acted as spies for him. I did not want information about my research to get back to him before I managed to get back to the pack. I wanted to be there to confr
All too soon, I found myself following the boy - who seemed to be quite comfortable with his nakedness - through their packlands - and it was safe to say that I was starting to understand why it had been possible for them to have so many wolves on patrol. Their pack was larger than anything I had seen before - twice the size of mine, with even less space. It was something that made me feel rather uncomfortable, like I was walking through a suburb instead of a town. They seemed to be unphased by it, but how could they be bothered by something that they lived with on a daily basis? I was keeping quiet as I walked behind him, for I was painfully aware of the fact that he was not the person whom I needed to be speaking to at this time. There were two other wolves walking on either side of me, both of them seeming to be more than prepared in terms of defense. It was almost like they were waiting for me to do something, like they wanted a reason to injure me. I, on the other hand, did not
There was a knock on the door to the room that I was in, and even though I had been half asleep, it was enough to wake me. And, it seemed like my visitor did not need permission to come inside, for the door just opened, before I had the chance to make myself presentable. Even though I must have been sleeping for quite some time – why else would it be dark outside? – I didn’t feel like I had been resting at all. It just proved how exhausted I actually was, but I had just been ignoring it instead of addressing it.My guest turned out to be no one other than the Alpha’s son. And he looked a lot more presentable now, than he had been before. I had to admit that it was something that I was thankful for, although I could not tell him that. I doubted that he would be very happy or impressed with me if I were to make a comment about his earlier lack of attire. I knew how to pick my fights, and picking ANY fight while I was here, would be like signing my death