6: Alpha Female Hunting

Kenzie followed her brother's gaze down the dirt road. She was afraid of this exact thing happening. Afraid of those things getting out and coming back into the town. They had just been rid of them. From the looks of those tracks, this was the mother of all wolves. This was the thing her grandfather had been looking for.

"We have to get back to town," Kenzie stated limping to the Jeep they had driven in. "Colby, you drive."

As they all got into the jeep, Kenzie paid no attention to the big guy. She'd almost forgotten he was there until she heard a rumbling sound coming from him. She turned in his direction to see him assessing her. Well, she thought he was assessing her. Considering she could not see past the face covering her wore. It resembled a wolf, but was somehow distinctively different, and she wondered what he looked like. If his face was as different as his body compared to a human.

"Will, you come with us?" she questioned.

He cocked his head to the side, and she knew without a doubt he was studying her now. Kenzie held her breath. She could only imagine the intensity of his eyes under that mask, and just like horses with nothing but open land, her imagination often ran wild.

"Mackenzie, we have to go," her grandfather spoke. She only nodded her head.

Kenzie watched as the big guy became smaller with the distance the vehicle put between them. She faced forward in her seat and took a deep breath.

"What do we do when we get there, Gramps?"

Her grandfather turned in his seat to face her. "We kill it."

"How?" Colby inquired.

It was painfully clear to all of them that it was not as small as the others. Just by the footprints it looked like it could take on an elephant or some prehistoric dinosaur. Hell, the thing was probably the reason they were extinct.

"We hit it with everything we have."

As they neared the town Kenzie saw a path of disfigured trees and old warehouse buildings. She then saw one with a giant outline of a figure running right through the building.

"What we have may not be enough," she stated with a slight gulp.

"Let's hope it is," Daniel responded.

The closer they came to the town, the more Kenzie felt as if she was going to have a heart attack. Never had they been up against anything this big. All of the other creatures had been bigger than normal wolves, sure, but not this big. The biggest they had seen had maybe been five feet tall. Far too big for a wolf, but this thing had to be at least ten to twelve. Maybe more. Screams and gunfire began to fill Kenzie's ears.

"Faster Colby," Daniel instructed.

Kenzie pulled the gun strap off her shoulder and positioned herself in the back seat. The closer they got the louder the screams became and the more the gunshots faded. She tried to take deep calming breaths. She had to stay focused. If she didn't, she ran the risk of having herself, and others killed. Well, those who were not already dead.

Closing her eyes, she quickly put that thought out of her mind. She had to be positive. Had to think positive. The vehicle swerved and she opened her eyes. She swallowed at the sight of people lying in the road and in front of houses.

Kenzie could see the large creature in the distance and readied her weapon. She reached for her weaponry belt and took out an extra magazine, just to have it ready.

"Colby don't stop this car. Just keep driving around her. Keep circling until we drop her hideous ass," she told her brother.

"Got it," he replied.

As they neared the ugly bastard, Kenzie positioned the butt of the gun against her right shoulder. Steadying herself for the kick back. She then took aim. Once they were in a good target range, she and her grandfather both began to fire. The large wolf let out a loud howl that was almost enough to make Kenzie eardrums combust.

Before she knew it her magazine was empty, and she was switching it out. Colby made a sharp U-turn causing Kenzie to lose balance momentarily, and headed back towards the mother of all wolves which was heading right towards them.

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Colby floored it and tried to maneuver around the big ugly thing. He made it, but the large, bushy tail swiped at the back of the Jeep lifting it off the ground. He heard a smacking sound in the back seat followed by his sister’s colorful ladylike language.

"Shit! Son of a bitch." And she talked about him.

"Are you okay, Kenzie?" he asked glancing in his rearview mirror. It was following them.

"I'm fine," she gritted through her teeth.

Colby whipped the car around and he could hear Kenzie sliding across the back seat. She let out a grunt as she hit the side. Worrying about his sister, Colby never saw the tail that came their way until it sideswiped the car.

The car went twisting off the road and Colby desperately tried to gain control of it. The car spun in the grass before stopping. Turning the key in the ignition, Colby tried to get it to start, but had no such luck.

"Get out. Get out of the car," Daniel stated looking at the approaching wolf.

As quickly as possible they all scrambled from the car. Colby put his arm around his sister, and they followed their grandfather as quickly as possible into an old warehouse.

"We'll be sitting ducks in here," Kenzie managed to get out.

"There's a back way out. All we need to do is get her close enough and set a bomb and blow it sky high," Daniel informed them.

"There's a minor flaw in your plan Gramps," Colby told him.

"Which would be?"

"I left the bombs in the jeep."

"Great," Kenzie stated, hobbling to the back of the warehouse. "We're dead."

"No, we're not. We'll just come up with something else. I'm too young to die," Daniel told them.

"You?" Colby asked. "Me," he then stated.

"Goodbye cruel, cruel world!" Kenzie exclaimed out of nowhere.

"Would you stop being dramatic?" her grandfather asked.

"Well, considering that thing is about four feet away from this window, and I'm limited on ammo, I'm going out in an unbelievable fashion," she responded.

Colby grabbed Kenzie as they backed away from the window, which was shadowed by the wolf that he was sure was at least fifteen feet tall, but she had her back turned to them. What was she doing? Colby wondered.

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Viper started after the car on foot once it was out of sight. He add been so preoccupied assessing what he knew was too much blood running from the female's wound that he had not registered her request until they began to drive away. He would go with them. He would help them. It was his mission to get rid of the abnormalities these werewolves had become.

Viper knew it would be faster to call his drop ship, but he could not run the risk of it being damaged. The last thing he wanted was to be stuck on this planet, he much preferred his home ship to any planet. The entire time his mind continued to wonder to the female human. Her injury seemed severe. At least in his eyes, but she was trying hard not to show it. He commended her on her strength. Her ability to hide pain. Just like any other Lycan clan, his to did not accept weakness. It was simply something to be preyed upon.

Viper saw the transportation that the humans had been using abandoned and stranded in a shallow pit. His attention moved to the three fleeing figures just disappearing into an old building. The alpha female right behind them.

Coming up behind her, a low rumble started in Viper’s chest. This was a fight he’d been waiting for. However, he knew that even if he shifted to his full Lycan form, she would still be stronger than him. Something that would not have normally been the case if it were not for whatever had caused her to grow in size. Pulling out his boomerang slicer, he threw it with precision, slicing through her back leg, catching it when it came back to him. The wolf let out a hiss, before turning her attention to him. He threw it again this time taking a chunk out her front right arm. He heard the female human yell something that made no sense.

The werewolf’s lips pulled apart exposing its teeth before its tongue shot out like a whip. Something they couldn’t normally do, and he could only wonder what had caused such a drastic change. Sure, werewolves evolved often. Sometimes devolving depending on the circumstance, but not like this. This was not natural. Viper took the offensive, letting out a thunderous roar before charging.