That's the sound of the wooden bo staff hitting me in the head. Practicing was getting more tiring every day, it always was but now it was even harder to do blind.
"OW MAN WHAT THE FUCK! THAT FUCKING HURT!" I say to my sparring partner, Brandon. I heard him stifle a laugh.
"It's not funny." I glare at him, hopefully his direction.
"It's very funny actually." This time he doesn't bother stifling his laugh. He's now full out belly laughing. I can't see his expression but I just know it's fucking stupid.
I walk towards the sound of his laughing, swinging my bo staff at his head. Of course, I miss. He is somehow behind me now and he hits my back, knocking me off balance and onto the ground. Now he's laughing even harder, if that was possible. He was always so frustrating to work with. I wish I got to work with Aiden instead at least he would try to help me out a little.
"Jayden," I hear a deep voice call cutting off Brandon's hysterical laughing. "Get up." Dominic, why was he here? I didn't even hear him walking up to us. I really do not want to argue or to fight with Dom so I stand up, dusting my sweatpants off.
"Do you want to spar with him Alpha?" Brandon says to Dom. I can't see how Dom reacts to this but I can hear him humming as if he is contemplating it. I hope to god he says no. He is worse than Brandon!
Aiden, where are you? Why can't you be the one sparring with me. I cried inside my head.
He was hot and nice to me. I could see him before so I know how absolutely gorgeous that man was. I have a major crush on him, he was always trying to help me out around the pack house. Even during embarrassing moments of running into walls, he would just huff out a short laugh and help me back to wherever I was going.
"Yes." Ah, shit. I cringe outwardly. Brandon, I guess saw my reaction to that statement and was trying to hold back his laugh by the sound of the weird snort giggle combination he just did. He knew why I was cringing, if he was me he would be doing the same thing.
"You know what Alpha I actually have chores I have to help my mom out with so I'm just going to-"
"Jayden, you don't live with your mom anymore. And even if you did you know she wouldn't give you anything to do." He says in an exasperated manner. Ever since the attack I have been living in the pack house because my mom already had a hard-enough time taking care of my dad and brother, she wouldn't have time to care for her newly blinded son. I chose to move to the pack house to take that burden off her, I do visit her sometimes and she still spoils me even if she lives a couple miles into town.
"Well the pack house-"
"I already checked the chore schedule you have nothing to do. Brandon you're dismissed, you actually have chores." I could hear Brandon walk to the house quietly, knowing to not go against the Alpha's orders.
We all hate when we are punished for doing stupid shit or not obeying commands. It's a good thing Alpha Dom is a good person because even though we do disobey sometimes he never hits us or anything.
He just takes away all our stuff like phones and computers. He also makes us do extra night patrol and even more intense training, it definitely works well to keep us rowdy bunch in line. You can barely even move after training so it's not like you would do anything anyway because right when your head hits that pillow, you're out. I speak from experience.
Alpha Dom is about 21 years old right now, it's very young for an Alpha to be in charge and at some points I think he has no idea what to do. It's been a year since everything happened, all of our fates that day changed. Everyone was affected by the outcome, even the humans that live in town. They might not have known specifics or the fact almost everyone is a werewolf but they would know that people got hurt, badly.
"OW! WHAT IS IT WITH EVERYONE AND HITTING ME IN THE HEAD?!" I cried out loudly. For some reason I can just FEEL the smirk the Alpha has on his face right now. I want to hit him back but I don't want a repeat of what happened with Brandon, it would be even worse with him.
"Well maybe you should have been paying more attention to your surroundings instead of zoning out." He says making me pout like a child. I am 19 years old and I'm pouting. What have I become, how low have I hit?
"It's harder than it looks to fight like this. We have been on this same thing for 3 months, you think there would have been a new outcome by now." I am yet again pouting, I have no idea why but it seems to help alleviate my pain of my head which faded away quickly.
GRRRR, THIS IS SO ANNOYING!
"I actually looked into this, there have been, I think, only 2 other werewolves who were blind. I asked for their voice memos or writings to see if anything they said could help you and I actually found something."
He really did that for me?
I couldn't believe my ears, Alpha actually took the time out of his enormously busy schedule to do that for me? I know I should have done it myself but I never thought about it much.
"Don't thank me, just try your hardest." He interrupts me. "What you have to do is, I think they said, connect with your surroundings? You're wolf instincts should help you more. I think what you keep trying to do, is see. Which takes your attention away from your other senses, those other ones are what you should be focusing on instead. Feeling your surrounding and hearing them will help too." It shocks me with how much he knows. He must have really wanted to help me.
I did notice the difference in how I could hear things. Things that wouldn't normally hurt a regular werewolves' ears now hurt mine. Morning alarms are by far the worst thing I have to hear now, it was bad before but now it's headache inducing. Before all of this I could hear like every other werewolf but the hospital/rehab center had to help me control my senses so I wouldn't go crazy, they helped and dealt with a lot from me.
"You have your sense of smell on your side, touch can help. Your human and wolf instincts need to combine more. If you ever get in any real danger again, use your wolf instincts opposed to your human ones." Alpha seems to be very forward with trying to help me. I'm glad he is or else I'm pretty sure I would be lost.
I used to be the top pack warrior, for my age range at least but I was already fighting rouges at the age of 16 when the others were still in training. So, losing my eyes or losing at all took a blow on my pride, my abilities and my confidence. I'm pretty sure a pack cub could beat me right now which makes me feel kind of useless.
"Alright, I'll try my best." I sigh, getting into sparring position. I close my eyes and stop thinking about seeing my opponent but start to hear them, smell them and weirdly enough, feel them.
I can hear his apparently bare feet crunching the grass from shifting his weight, to his scent which is surprisingly a very nice smell of lemon and lavender. I could feel his breathing change before hearing him even taking a step. He swings his bo staff at my head but before it could hit, I duck and feel the air above my head move my hair.
HOLY SHIT I DID IT!
But I wasn't paying attention to his next move because I was too shocked it actually worked. I got hit on my legs making me lose my balance and fall flat on my back. I cough from the air being knocked out of me.
Shit, I should have paid attention.
I groan from the pain but in seconds my healing speeds up and takes the bruises away. Still hurts but the healing was affective.
"You weren't paying attention again." He sighs, uh oh Alpha sighing is never a good thing. "Take my hand."
I put up my hand but an evil thought passes my mind. It probably won't work but if it does it's going to be funny.
He grabs my hand trying to pull me up but right when I get even a little off the ground I pull back taking him with me. I put my foot up to kick him and flip him over me, he was surprised at the action because if he wasn't he never would have gotten himself pulled down.
Whose the one not paying attention now. HAHA!
But like everything, it didn't go as expected. Instead of my foot making contact with him, he just gets pulled down on top of me with my leg lifted up and trapped between us.
He grunts out in pain but then freezes, I don't know why but then I take a good feel at what our position is. He is basically between my legs, with one of them up and he is very, very closely on top of me. So close in fact I can feel his breath on my cheek.
I can feel too much him. He isn't moving away...
"Uhhh, Alpha? Do you think you can get off of me now?" I ask in varying degrees of awkwardness.
"Oh, uh yeah, sorry." I feel him get up and can hear him clearing his throat and dusting his pants off. I don't know why he is apologizing because I was the one who pulled him down in the first place. I was about to say just that when he suddenly says.
"Good job, you did well today. You can go back inside Jayden." There was a weird tone in his voice. I didn't put much thought in it though just thinking maybe I hit him or something. I mean we were all tangled up so it wasn't unlikely I hit him somewhere I don't remember.
"Uh, ok. Thank you Alpha, for everything." I say genuinely thankful for all he has done to make my life and my mom's much easier.
Dom takes the bo staff from me and clears his throat, I'm guessing he was nodding by the pause then the quick you're welcome, he gives me.
I smile walking away, I always loved hanging out with Dom. We were never the best of friends but we were good enough friends to warrant him and or I to be invited to each other's sleepovers when we were younger.
After a time we slowly started drifting apart more, he would be busy at his new fancy Alpha school while I was here training my ass off.
I just realized, I can't tell where the house is...
"Alpha Dom?" I question turning in the direction I last heard him. Annnnnd nothing, he isn't there. I can't smell or hear him. Did he just leave me here to fend for myself? Knowing him he probably did. I know the house is close because the place we spar is almost right next to it but I was stupidly walking in a random direction.
Ok, don't panic. I just have to listen for everyone.
I take a deep breath, closing my eyes so I won't focus on trying to see. I focus my hearing and listen in multiple directions. So many beautiful things I can hear. I thought I was never going to be able to see again but listening and feeling changes the game.
I can hear a bee buzzing on a newly pollinated flower that I smell. A deer drinking from a river, a bird chirping in a tree. Finally after what feels like forever, I can hear my pack mates talking near me. To my left, is where it's the loudest. I start walking in said direction, hoping I made the right choice.