Shatter ✔ #TheWattys2017

6. Damage

I screamed at the sight before me.

Both Zaryn and Deacon were in wolf form, shredded clothing shrouded the ground in tattered pieces. Zaryn, a large adult male wolf, was currently being bested by his younger juvenile brother, a smaller wolf than he, but still large for his age.

Deacon had Zaryn by the back of his scruff, sharp teeth digging deep, blood oozing everywhere. Rabid snarls came from his throat as he shook his head, tearing fur and flesh in the process. Zaryn was fighting with all his might, throwing his weight back onto the large juvenile as the two landed with a thud. A low whine coming from Deacon's wolf who took the landing on his back, a cracking sound echoing through the air.. They were both covered in blood.

Zaryn's wolf took the initiative as he scrambled up, towering over his brother who was currently attempting to get off the ground, claws digging into flesh as spittle dripped down his muzzle, teeth snapping at the adult male with fierce growls of determination but he was no match for the first born alpha son. If any rabid wolf fight existed with witnesses, this would be the top ten.

Zaryn had his right front claw digging into the juveniles chest, keeping his weight on him as his long sharp teeth bit into his shoulder, earning a piercing yelp from Deacon. Zaryns teeth latched onto Deacons throat with a mission.. To eliminate his threat.

Blood oozed as pressure was applied but Deacon would never submit and show his weakness even though he could never outdo his own brother.

Zaryn was going to kill him.

Both their wolves were fully ascended... No human logic was present in this fight. They didn't recognize the brotherly bond right now... This was over me. Instinct vs instinct

I screamed as the other pack members ran forward, the Alpha and my Dad shifting simultaneously from far off, to stop the fight. I found Grace, her worried eyes streaming tears as she screamed for Zaryn to stop.

Before Alpha Blake and my Dad could get to them, something Inside me snapped...  try anything.
My wolf was fully ascending, taking over , pushing me out of our mind.

Running toward the crowd, I shifted , shredding my clothes as my wolf pushed herself through the circle of males and females surrounding the brothers, watching but not intervening.

As blood splattered with another round of the two wolves biting into each others flesh, A fierce growl erupted from my wolf's chest, ears slicked back on her head as my crouched her chest to the ground.. snarling as she used her hind legs, leaping into the air between the fighting wolves, landing on the two of them. They broke apart immediately, recognizing the she wolf that each male care for.. In different ways.

My wolf gave a commanding bark to each one of them, growling in a warning, low to the ground with  lip pulled back showing teeth as the brothers both stayed low to the ground, growling and barking at each other from either side of me.

My wolf didn't like to see her male hurting her best friend and visa versa. She didn't like seeing her mate hurt. She wanted to comfort the both of them but the pull to our mate was stronger.
I wasn't present in her decision making process right now. She had pushed me to the back of our mind, letting animal Instincts overcome the human side. The scene of them fighting was too much. Two males she cared for.. She was in control right now.

My wolf took a stance in between the male wolves, my head snapping toward each male, giving them a warning growl. My wolf was a no nonsense juvenile female.. She wouldn't tolerate this..