Part of the pack

33 || The fight between beasts

The point of a fight is not to have a good fight, it’s to win.

- Holly Black

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My body shudders in fright at the scenes playing in front of me, I was like a fish out of the water as I breathe in the smell of metallic rustic blood and violence, clearing all the sense in my body which is the reason for my frozen state.

Lukka came in and ripped the wolf out of my way as it flew from another direction. The raven wolf I associated with Lukka's self was swift in his moves as he digs his teeth into the bitten wolf's skin ripping a piece of his outer skin. The roars coming from its mouths were enough for me to understand the pain it was experiencing and with one more snap, Lukka tore off his neck.

Blood pooled on Lukka's fur making it matted, his electrifying blue eyes were nowhere to be seen, and were replaced by the same color of his fur, deadly black.

I clutch my chest, my nails digging into my palm evoking pain in me as my eyes flutter as if my soul was about to flee in my physical body until I force myself to regain consciousness.

"Let's get you out" I heard the familiar voice of Hati, gone was the wayward attitude she presents and was instead mask with solemnity.

My head couldn't comprehend the worries that threaten to pierce my mind, I was wobbly, and only with the help of Hati did I find myself able to stand.

Fenrir appeared, in his hand was a vial of purple liquid that I didn't bother asking and saw it being poured into the bitten wolf's body. Acting like an acid, it was quick to eat away the flesh of its prey, and soon after it was no more.

"We'll take care of this, just send her back to safety" Fenrir as well we're making serious expressions that I would not ever associate with him but I didn't mind any longer, the smell of blood and rotten flesh wafted to my nose inducing me to vomit.

Hati was quick to her feet and helped me outside where the party was nowhere to be seen. Hati fled out of the mansion with me on tow, my eyes gathered around the familiar red and blue colors flashing out of a car and the loud siren that rang across the night. Police officers surrounded the place and there stood in straight lines several students in my college, their selves in a disarray and some were even drunk that they passed out on the ground.

"Where's Everlyn?" I gasped, I couldn't see her and haven't had the time to text her.

"She's with Skoll" she simply said.

"What? With Skoll? Will he be alright though?" Yes, you heard it right, I'm much more concerned for Skoll, a male wolf that could easily tackle twenty men rather than my drunk, female human friend.

Because when Everlyn gets drunk, she loves to harass good-looking males, and even if I hate to say this but Skoll might be one of the handsome guys that she could ever know.

"Don't worry, Skoll can handle her" she smirked and let me down after entering Everlyn's door. The adrenaline running in my veins must have helped dampen the fear of hanging on someone's body as they run like the wind.

As soon as I enter her room, I could hear her drunk self convincing Skoll to be his boy toy and promising him some good time which I winced at painfully.

I pushed the door open and see Everlyn almost laying her whole body on Skoll while he was grinning with an amused glint present in his eyes, one that I knew of.

"Let's get you to sleep Everlyn or God help me I'll punch you in the head to make you sleep" dragging her out from Skoll's body or else his head would enlarge more due to his satiated ego.

"No! I want him! No~" she groaned coquettishly and I really want to slap her forehead, if she knew she has harassed another good-looking guy then she'll be forever ashamed for doing it, one that I'm used to seeing when she gets sober.

"I don't blame her for not wanting this" Skoll pointed at himself and I gagged at his egocentric self. "But later princess, we still have something to finish"

My entire self stiffens, I almost forgot about it, I soon gather Everlyn's wiggling figure and settled her on her bed before coming downstairs with Skoll.

"Be careful all of you" he nodded and was about to leave when I called his name. "Skoll!"

"What is it?"

"The guy has a scar on his face" Werewolves don't get scarred except when silver was used on them, maybe that wolf who started all of this scar all of his so-called creation, or maybe he has resorted to punishing that guy making him scarred.

Either way, it's better to have more theories about him or her rather than wait for them to be fooled again under their noses.

"I understand"

He took off, his figure was no longer to be seen in the dark and I soon locked the door.  My entire self sagged in exhaustion after a long, tiring day. I've met two of them, two blood-red eyes beasts and I can't even imagine how I could've dealt with those without Lukka's help.

That night, I didn't sleep, my eyes lay awake in the night and when I heard someone throwing things at the window, I look down to see Lukka. He leaps into the two-story building with ease, his figure contrasting against the white moonlight shining behind his back.

"Why are you here?"

I wander my eyes to see if there were any injuries in his body even though I knew that he wouldn't get scars nor bruises because of his exceptional ability in healing himself. But something in me forced me to make sure that he's alright.

It was foreign yet I held no fear in it.

"To help you sleep" he stated simply while I gawk at him.

"Help me sleep?"

He didn't give me any answer and proceeds to enter our room and place his hand on me. Then he leads me to my bed, tucks me to sleep, and gently pat me in the head.

It was both comical and weird to see him do this into an adult girl but I was still lulled to sleep unknowingly.

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