Mya stretched out. Her large lioness a brilliant gold she glistened in the sunlight. Her black leg a glaring contrast to the rest of her. She curled her claws into the earth savouring the feeling of the ground giving way. Now this was some training she really enjoyed. The chase, the hunt was a thrill! She looked over to the others as the decided who she would be trying to catch this time. Just as Mya started to get impatient Raina stripped off and changed. Her red fox slunk off into the forest, white tipped tail flicking behind her.
Mya sat down, waiting to be given the go ahead to start the hunt. To her surprise Jason and Finley both stripped off and changed. This was different, normally she would only chase down one of them at a time. Storm smiled at her sneakily.
“Did you really think we’d carry on making it easy for you?” she called over as she walked towards her.
4:55am. Time to get up for another day. Another day, what day of the week was it? What month was it? Mya sat up in bed and looked up to the slit of a window the other side of her room. Definitely summer. The sun was high and the sky a brilliant blue. If only she was free to lie in the grass and bathe in the basking sun. What she wouldn’t give to be free.Mya looked around her room. A 10ft x 10ft white room containing; a single bed, upright wardrobe, a mirror, sink, shower and toilet in the corner. Her room. . . . this was no room. This was little more than a prison cell. A cold hole tucked away at the back of the manor where nobody goes. Fully soundproof so no one could hear her screams. She’d found that out the first few months she was here. Screamed and screamed until her throat bled. Nobody came. Nobody except Victor. Her tormentor. He’d come in with his baton and beat her unconscious. When she persisted with her screams he brought his knives. She looked
“Breakfast is ready Mya. Don’t dally or you’ll go hungry again”. Beth stuck her head round the door. The cook for the manor. Her round face was topped by greying hair in a tight bun. Mya had grown very fond of Beth. She guessed Beth was in her late sixties. Her plump body clothed in a black chef’s uniform and white apron had often held her while she cried for her family. What such a lovely woman was doing in such an evil place she just could not work out.“You could of at least let me have a bit of a lie in” she said as she walked towards the open door, flinging her braid over her shoulder to hang down her back.“A lie in! HA! You’ll be lucky in this place you cheeky devil now get on with you or Darren will have both of our heads”. Beth chivvied her off in the direction of the kitchens.After breakfast the first training session of the day was in the outside arena. Tall stately stone bench’s encir
Mya fell in and out of consciousness. She lost track of time in her never ending world of pain. The fire swirled within her, eating at her bones. It felt almost like the pain of her turning after Victors attack but worse. So much worse! The flames roared inside her, bending her limbs, bowing her spine. She tore at her skin hoping to relieve the agony that she felt inside but to no avail. The fire burned on. It remoulded her very being, the very essence of who she was, who she could be. And then it was gone just as quickly as it had arrived. Peace. She slept for what felt like an eternity. She would hear voices in her dreams;“How long will the transformation take?”“Will she remember what happened?”“Was the experiment successful?”Were they talking about her? Who was it? What experiment did they perform? Ahh who cares anyway. This was bliss! She was floating in ecstasy. The world could wait a little longer. Her body fe
Mya slept surprisingly well given the amount of knowledge that Remus had given her to think over. She had so many questions. One of them being; why had Darren ordered the other shifters to attack her? It made no sense to keep her here this long to then try and kill her off one day. But was he trying to kill her now? Surely an attack from that many shifters would have killed her off for sure. Unless he had ordered them to stop. But what was the purpose of that? She sat up in bed and waited. There didn’t seem to be any rush for her to get out of bed so why should she. She started to get impatient. He had said he would be back for her next lesson. She looked at the clock, 5am. There was a knock at the door and with that in came Beth, her hair curled on top of her head in a tight bun as usual. “Good morning deary, now haven’t you been in the wars!” she looked Mya over from head to toe. She tutted “I have something for you” She turned and pulled from outside of the room a trolley
Mya felt good, like really good. It must have been a week now since the attack, but she felt stronger, fitter, she had more energy. Maybe it was all the fry ups Beth had been bringing her every morning? She was bored of being in this room now. Normally she was out and training every day. Training, training for what? Before she had time to continue her train of thought Remus walked through the door.“Have you never heard of knocking?” she sneered at him.He smiled at her. God he was creepy. “Come” he turned and walked back out of the room without another word, leaving the door open behind him. What was she, a dog? Come, who did he think he was? She stood there for a moment arms folded across her chest. She thought about being stubborn and staying put but her curiosity got the better of her. She ran down the hall to catch up with him her braided hair flying wildly behind her. They walked out into the gardens. Formal hedges planted in swirling desi
Mya stood in the centre of the matts dripping with sweat and breathing heavily. Her black tank top and shorts were saturated, sweat sliding down her back. Lisa prowled around her, her huge paws making barely a sound on the padded floor. Her lioness was huge, golden fur with a white belly and a black tipped tail. Large yellow eyes that gave Mya a disapproving gaze as she circled her. The other shifters sat around the edge of the matts watching.“Come on Mya!” Quinn shouted from one of the chairs to the side of the matts. “You’re never going to get this if you keep trying to force the change! You don’t force the change to wolf so why do it to your other animals? You need to relax! Focus on Lisa’s form, how her shoulders roll with ease the gate of her step, the flick of her tail. Everything is effortless. Now, calm your breathing, relax your stance and think of your lion. This is all new to you so the first change to each animal will always be
After lunch they were straight back to the matts. Mya was exhausted. She looked up at the clock at the end of the barn. 2pm; she’d been at this since 5am. This was insane. “Quinn I really don’t feel like doing more, I’m so tired. Can we have a break and do something else?” She moaned while stretching her arms.“You’ve just had lunch, that’s break enough. You’re going to stay here until you have all six animals turned correctly and that’s the end of it”. He almost sounded angry with her.“What’s the issue Quinn? It’s not like there’s a rush. I shan’t be going anywhere anytime soon” She rolled her eyes. With that Quinn leapt across the matts surprising her and pinned her to the floor. She didn’t even struggle she was so shocked. She thought Quinn to be a friend, what had she done wrong?Quinn snarled in her face, his eyes flashing to the yellow of his leopar
The next day Mya was sat up in bed in her little cottage. Storm was bustling about cleaning the bloody bandages and clothes they had used to wrap her up in yesterday once she had fallen unconscious. She looked down at her leg which was almost fully healed already. Just an angry red line showing from ankle to knee. The wounds on her shoulders and arms could barely be seen now. “How is Quinn?” Mya called through to the small sitting area.“Mmmm, he’ll be ok I guess” Storm said as she walked back into the bedroom. She sat on the end of the bed looking out of the small window that looked over the lawns.“Just ok? What in the hell brought that on?” Mya needed some answers. The way Quinn had acted was so out of character and irrational.Storm sighed. She looked down at her clasped hands. “Quinn’s mate is dying” she said quietly.Mya gasped “Dying? How? Of what?”“Old age Mya. S
Mya stretched out. Her large lioness a brilliant gold she glistened in the sunlight. Her black leg a glaring contrast to the rest of her. She curled her claws into the earth savouring the feeling of the ground giving way. Now this was some training she really enjoyed. The chase, the hunt was a thrill! She looked over to the others as the decided who she would be trying to catch this time. Just as Mya started to get impatient Raina stripped off and changed. Her red fox slunk off into the forest, white tipped tail flicking behind her.Mya sat down, waiting to be given the go ahead to start the hunt. To her surprise Jason and Finley both stripped off and changed. This was different, normally she would only chase down one of them at a time. Storm smiled at her sneakily.“Did you really think we’d carry on making it easy for you?” she called over as she walked towards her.
Mya sits by Quinn’s cage. He’s been in leopard form for over a week without changing back once. He lies on the floor staring at the barn wall blankly. He won’t even acknowledge the existence of the other shifters when they come to see him. He hasn’t shown any interest in food or water just continues to stare at the wall. Finley walks over to join Mya.“Come on my old friend at least change back. We care about you, we will look after you as we always have, we are family” Finley pleads with him. Quinn continues staring at the wall, ignoring his friend’s words. Mya has had enough of his bullshit. She stands up, takes the padlock out of the cage door and swings the door wide open. Finley inhales loudly.“What are you doing? It isn’t safe to open the cage! He will inure himself!” Finley goes to shut the cage door but Mya holds him back.“You know what Finley, I am beyond caring. This idiot has been pan
Mya stared up at the scaffolding platform in front of her. The Midnight Mountains pack had been building it over the last few days. Over two hundred feet of metal poles fixed together to create several platforms at different levels stood in front of her. This was one of two towers that had been completed. The one that she currently looked at was stood in the middle of the arena where she had first begun her training. The second stood in an area of woodland that Mya hadn’t even known was within the estate boundary. Considering that at some point in the near future Mya was going to have to jump off of them, both were equally as terrifying as each other.Storm walked around the base of the structure with a satisfied smile on her face. Her thick black tightly curled hair hung to her shoulders accentuating her rich dark skin and dark brown eyes. Her curves and short stature did a good job of concealing how athletic and strong she was. She was no match for the likes of Lisa i
When Mya got back to the cottages she was met by utter silence. She walked past the small houses listening intently as she went. Nothing. She carried on to the barn as she could sense that that was where everyone was. She walked through the giant grey doors. Everyone was sat at the kitchen table. The first aid kits were out again. Finley was in the process of having his face cleaned by Lisa. A huge ragged gash ran from his left temple to his jaw line.“Where is Quinn?”Lisa pointed behind her to the end of the barn while picking a shard of glass out of Finley’s wound with a pair of tweezers. “Down in the cage”. She didn’t bother explaining any further. Very talkative was Lisa!Mya didn’t need to ask twice. Quinn had clearly tried to harm himself and poor Finley had received the brunt of it. Clearly Quinn was unharmed to have been put in the cage. “Anyone for some tea?” a series of nods around the table sent M
Mya looked at the clock on the wall twelve noon. She left Lily’s room and shut the door quietly behind her. Remus had said not to get too lost when leaving, he hadn’t said anything about going down to the kitchen on the way out. She walked briskly through the corridors, everything looked the same. It would be so easy to get lost, in fact was she even going the right way? She could smell fresh bread so clearly, she must be close. It should have been easy to get there considering how long she’d lived in the manor. But whenever she had gone anywhere, she had always been following Remus or Beth. She was starting to regret not paying more attention now. She followed the corridors until they came to have to choose to go left or right and just followed her nose all the way until she could hear muted conversation behind a door in front of her. She recognised Beth’s scent here and so pushed open the door. The kitchen went silent as she entered. A gasp came from the ta
They walked through the corridors in silence as she mulled over this latest revelation. She stared at the back of his head as he walked in front of her. Although he creeped her out to no end, he was proving to be very useful with information. So as long as she stayed interesting to him, he would continue to be useful to her. They turned a corner and the smell of disinfectant filled her nose. Remus opened a door on their right and walked in. Mya followed but stayed in the doorway. Remus walked over to the bed that was in the middle of the room. There lay an aging woman, her silver hair tousled around her shoulders in thick curls. Her wrinkled skin looked thin and delicate. She had a small frame that looked as though it had been athletic at one stage in her life. She was hooked up to several monitors and a drip line protruded from her left hand. Her eyes closed she looked almost peaceful except for a slight tension that filled the air. Remus lent over as if to whisper to her, her hand
Remus glided across the lawn beside her “So, your training is going well I hear. Three new animals to your repertoire, I am impressed!”“There is nothing impressive about it!” Mya turned spitting at him, rage boiling through her. “You’ve turned me into a damned circus freak show!”Remus seemed unperturbed by her rage. “A freak show, I think not my Pet. You are magnificent! My greatest achievement so far! I am very proud of what you have become. So much potential, so much strength, so much uncertainty! Darren is excited to have you here as part of his pack. You will make a great asset to him”.Mya was gobsmacked “I will never be a part of his pack!”“Why of course you are my Pet, what other pack would accept you now? No werewolf pack will have you now. Too uncertain of what you are and how you could affect them. No shifter clan will take you in either for the same reason. You are alrea
The next day Mya was sat up in bed in her little cottage. Storm was bustling about cleaning the bloody bandages and clothes they had used to wrap her up in yesterday once she had fallen unconscious. She looked down at her leg which was almost fully healed already. Just an angry red line showing from ankle to knee. The wounds on her shoulders and arms could barely be seen now. “How is Quinn?” Mya called through to the small sitting area.“Mmmm, he’ll be ok I guess” Storm said as she walked back into the bedroom. She sat on the end of the bed looking out of the small window that looked over the lawns.“Just ok? What in the hell brought that on?” Mya needed some answers. The way Quinn had acted was so out of character and irrational.Storm sighed. She looked down at her clasped hands. “Quinn’s mate is dying” she said quietly.Mya gasped “Dying? How? Of what?”“Old age Mya. S
After lunch they were straight back to the matts. Mya was exhausted. She looked up at the clock at the end of the barn. 2pm; she’d been at this since 5am. This was insane. “Quinn I really don’t feel like doing more, I’m so tired. Can we have a break and do something else?” She moaned while stretching her arms.“You’ve just had lunch, that’s break enough. You’re going to stay here until you have all six animals turned correctly and that’s the end of it”. He almost sounded angry with her.“What’s the issue Quinn? It’s not like there’s a rush. I shan’t be going anywhere anytime soon” She rolled her eyes. With that Quinn leapt across the matts surprising her and pinned her to the floor. She didn’t even struggle she was so shocked. She thought Quinn to be a friend, what had she done wrong?Quinn snarled in her face, his eyes flashing to the yellow of his leopar