I was pinned before I could even react. I still tried to kick it off with the little bit of strength I had. It didn't even react to me. 'What do I do?' I could feel myself panicking. My breathes were getting shallower and shallower as time passed. Then the weight was gone. What replaced it was a frightening voice.
"What are you doing in Crystal Water Pack Territory? State your business Rogue." The once wolf now man demanded. I was still panicking. My eyes were going everywhere trying to see if he had packmates with him. My fight or flight started to kick in and he noticed in an instant.
"If you move I'll kill you before you make it one step!" Well that's a frightening thought. How am I even supposed to communicate? I haven't shifted in years! I definitely don't trust this guy enough to shift at all. We're stuck at an impasse.
I just looked up at him and laid on the ground with my ears back. Hopefully he understands I don't want to fight. I don't want to be caught. I don't want Him to find me. What if this guy was sent by Him? What if he's actually part of his pack?
The panic was setting in again!
"Shift Now!" He commanded.
That's an Alpha command. I have to follow it or I'll give myself away. I can't! I can't shift! I'll be too exposed! You have to or he'll know! I kept fighting with myself. Who knows how many packs He told.
Everyone could know. I can't let Him find me! Not like this! And so I did it. Something I haven't done in over eight years. I was shifting. And fuck did it hurt.
I could feel the Alpha watching me. His scrutinizing gaze on me as I convulsed on the ground. I could hear my own pained cries as everything begrudgingly moved and molded back into my human form. When it was finally over I couldn't even move. I had no energy left. My bones ached, my skin ached, hell even my face ached.
"That looked painful." He said. I almost couldn't hold back my snide remark. Do I even remember how to talk?
"Now that we finally got that out of the way. You look as though you're a child. Where are your parents? You smell like a rogue but there's no way you are one right? You look as though you're 14 maybe 15 and that's pushing it."
Yeah yeah, so I'm small. I can't help that I have never had an actual meal in all 18? Yeah 18 years of my life. How do I even relay everything I'm trying to say?
"Listen kid-"
"Dead..." I barely formed the word. A lump got stuck in my throat. I haven't thought about my parents ever. They were killed before I could even form a memory of them. Apparently just after I was born there was a rogue attack that took out half the pack and my parents just so happened to be part of that.
"What was that?" Apparently his werewolf hearing is just for show.
"They're dead. My parents...are dead." I said trying and failing to sit up. I felt his hand wrap around my arm to try and help. I quickly pushed away from him and back into the dirt.
"Okay, then who is looking after you? What pack are you from?" It almost seemed like he was worried but I knew better. I also realized something when he touched me. He is A alpha but, he is not THE Alpha of this pack. What a strange pack to have more than one alpha wolf living there.
"I am looking after myself and to circle back to another thing you sain, I'm not a kid." I certainly felt like a kid in that moment because he started to laugh at me. Like a full belly laugh. That just pissed me off. Not only was I in pain and sore. I was being laughed at by some random alpha wolf.
"If you say you're not a kid then, I'll have no choice but to take you to the Alpha of this pack. You sure you don't want to change your mind and tell me your actual age?"
"I'm 18 years old tomorrow I think, so I'd classify myself as an adult." I knew what was going to happen. He was probably going to kill me on the spot. How was I going to get away. I can't even move right now. I should have just taken him on in wolf form.
"Well then if that's the case that changes things." And all of a sudden my head was smashed into a rock and I was knocked unconscious.
Sunny has been on the run for over eight years. Life wasn't easy for a measly 10-year-old surviving on her own. Living purely on her werewolf instincts she's survived on her own. Honing her hearing and smell in order to sense danger long before it strikes. She's only ever known loneliness. What happens when she runs into another wolf's territory? Will all her struggling be for naught or will she finally know what it is to live?
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