Run Wolf Run (Complete)

Chapter One (Edited)

                As I neared the edge of the forest I slowed, as my body screamed at me, danger, danger. My foot paused in its step forward.

I pushed my instincts aside.

My anger was rising; my pack had definitely gone past here. Had they worried about me? Even wondered where I was? Each one of my friends’ scents filled my nose in turn as my feet finally hit solid concrete.

I ran the rest of the way to the club in minutes. Soon enough I was in the heart of the city, standing in front of what at first appeared to be an old theatre.

And the reason it looked like an old theatre was because it was exactly that. The theatre had been converted into a nightclub years ago, yet still had the same red and gold paint it had always had.

Standing at the front of the building, I could feel the music pounding relentlessly from it. I ascended the steps slowly, pulling back the old wood and glass door. I walked past the old ticket booths and the popcorn machines and walked up the stairs to the first floor of the building. Red carpet covered the floor and mirrors rimmed with gold frames lined the walls. I continued to the end of the corridor and up a set of elegant stairs to where the music was at its strongest.

I opened the door and then the wall of sound hit me as I entered the heart of the club.

Illuminated by the flickers of neon lasers and small lights, it was dim. I could easily make out each face that passed me, but to them I would just be another girl in the dancing crowd. There was far less people on the first floor than the sea of dancers below me but enough for me to have to weave around several of them to even get a few meters into the throng. A bar stretched across the back wall, with each chair filled by a person drinking away their sorrows, and all rational thought by look of some of them. I paid little attention to the people around me, only focused on the area of plush sofas ahead.

People parted in front of me, they weren’t completely stupid. The human mind was able to recognise the animosity about us and the danger that presented, and without knowing it they would avoid us. The parting of the red sea took place before me as I stalked forward, rage bubbling over as I came up behind the sofas.

My pack sat before me, chatting to each other, seemingly oblivious to the chaos of the dancers around them. A girl sat in the sofa across from me looked up.

“Aria!” she shouted over the music. I wasn’t interested in her though. My eyes locked onto one of the boys, who was now staring at me, along with everyone else. I crossed the distance between us in a second and hauled the boy off the couch by his collar.

I rammed him into the wall, pushing him up so his feet just came off the ground. My face was only centimetres away from his, his breath covering my face.

“What the-” He grabbed my wrist, trying to break my hold on him. My wrists flared with pain and I dropped him immediately, holding my wrist to my chest. He slammed me against the wall, restraining my arms and legs with his body.

“What’re you doing Aria?” His breath was hot on my face and his amber eyes glared into mine, confused. Only then did he seem to really look me over, seeing the gash on my cheek and the bruise on my jaw. He let go and stepped back.

“Aria, I-” he began, but I cut him off. I slapped him across the face. Hard.

“Where the hell were you Blaine?!” I shouted in his face. “Did I not say, if I’m gone longer than a day, come and get me? We’re meant to be a team.” The music had quietened, and people had stopped dancing to stare at the cause of the commotion. My whole pack was on their feet, all considering rushing forward to break up the fight.