His Unmarked Territory

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                                                      HIS UNMARKED TERRITORY

                                                                  Chapter One

                                                            'All a werewolf needs'                                      

I was running as fast as my four legs would allow. Flying through the forest and forgetting my worries as the cold air hit my black fur. I sprinted through the forest like a bullet shot from a gun and I knew in my consciousness that I was dreaming. I knew I should wake up but I couldn't. Instead I stayed in the green English forest scene, which haunted me in every dream I had. My wolf form was unaware of what was about to happen, I was too consumed with my own thoughts, that I wasn't responsive to the fact that my parents were about to be attacked. I heard a distant wolf cry, It was my mother. I pressed my paws into the ground coming to an abrupt stop and then I ran, faster than I had ever ran before; but it wasn't fast enough. I couldn't do anything more as I race towards the attackers, knowing I wasn't going to get there in time. All I could do was watch the ten or so wolfs pounce at my parents, watching them struggle under their multiple holds as they tore into their flesh.

"Skylar! Skylar!" My eyes flashed open to see my gran, smiling at me sadly. "We're nearly here"

"Oh right" I yawned and noticed that what was once north Dakota landscape, was now just a matt black colour outside the car window.

"What time is it?" I asked, feeling slightly surprised. I must have been sleeping for quite a while.

"Its rather late,9:15 to be precise. We should be home in about 10 minutes"

"Cool" I smiled at her; I knew it couldn't be easy for her. She was left to look after her dead daughters child, which up until a few hours ago had never met.

"So you should probably go straight up to bed, I'm sure your very tired after all the travelling you've been doing"

"Yeah, I think I will" I sighed, tying to hold in another yawn from escaping my lips. It was rather awkward in the car; Gran didn't really know what to say to me. She has yet to mention anything about my parents 'demise.' I didn't see much of the house, but I saw enough to know it was perfect. It was surrounded by miles of forest, all a werewolf needs. I smiled as I looked at the house. Of course Gran thought it was due to me liking the look of the place, but really it was the thought of exploring tomorrow.