Chapter 5
When I woke up it was to an empty room, I was in my bed wrapped up in my duvet and
blankets. I was still in my long striped pyjama bottoms that I had changed into after my
shower and a vest top. As I got up I looked out my window to see a midnight sky covered by
the glow of a not yet full moon. I couldn't help but think how beautiful the simple things in
life could be. I got up grabbed my sketchbook and pencils and went down stairs; there was
no way I could go back to sleep now. I felt rested and there was too much going on through
my mind right now to be able to go back to sleep.
When I reached the living room I walked over to where the French doors were, grabbed a
hoody and went to sit on the sun lounger on the decking we have leading into the garden. I
sighed and looked out past the garden staring at the forest and gradually looking up at the
moon. Unconsciously I opened my sketch book and started to draw, not really thinking about
what it is was I was drawing, I just thought of everything that had happened to me in the last
month and my future. I mean I was 17 years old, almost 18 and I had no idea what I wanted
to in my life. Sure I would love to have a family and a place I could call home where I was
surrounded by people who loved me for me, but I couldn't help but think about the death of
my mother, and how it had changed me so.
I used to be this confident girl who had finished high school a year early, I had a huge group
of friends who I loved to be around. But when my mother died everything changed, for the
few months where I was still at home before the social services tried to take me away, I was
antisocial, I didn't speak to my friends and I changed my whole appearance (well my clothes
and I had red highlights put in my waist length brown hair) I started to wear dark gothic
style clothes, the majority of my clothes were now black, well I was constantly in mourning, I
basic wore clothes that reflected my mood.
I continued to think and try sort out my thoughts while in the background I could see the sky
gradually turning from black, to a rand of pinks and purples and to finally the light blue of
an early morning. I had continued to draw throughout the night, but just as the night turned
into morning I could feel my eyes drop as if they were carrying ten ton weights. I stretched
my legs out and curled up on my side drifting off into a light peaceful sleep.
When I awoke it was to the unpleasant sight of Lyall and his gang of rabid dogs. I looked up
at all of them and instantly knew that my eyes were the blue of my wolf. I was about to
speak when he clamped his hand over my mouth. I growled into his hand and if I hand
superpowers he would be six feet under by now from the evil glare I was giving him.
"Awww don't be like that sweet heart, I just wanna play" he said in his most evil voice.
I just stared at him, thinking of ways I could turn this into my advantage, I knew it was still
early morning and no one was up yet and so I would have to deal with this myself. Then an
idea formed in my head and I knew my eyes lit up with confidence and my covered mouth
hid a smile. I leaned forward into Lyall and started to act like a female wolf in heat, well to
a more discreet level of course, basically I was just your average horny teenager but with
wolf characteristics. You see whether in human or wolf form we tend to mix the attitudes of
both of our forms together hence the term werewolf, but of course we have more wolf
tendencies overall any way. So I basically started to show an interest the wolf way, leaning
my head into the crux of his neck like a puppy, smelling and to an extent purring well it
sounded more like a growl but others of our kind can tell what we mean by our growls.
Lyall seemed shocked by my behaviour and began to reciprocate my actions with the same
of his own. When he finally removed his hand from my mouth I leaned in to kiss him. It was
then that my opportunity was present I looked up in to his lust filled, emotionless eyes and
growled, then I lifted up my legs and pushed him off of me. That was when the fun really
began. Once he recovered from his shock he turned half wolf, which is also known as our
beast form, this is when we our human but some of our characteristics are wolf, we grow
our claws and our teeth elongate. I did the same knowing I was more vulnerable, not
because I was a female but because of my size.
We stared into each other's eyes, waiting for the first move, his gang had all moved away
knowing that if they interfered they would be in trouble, wolf law states that whenever
there is a challenge between wolves which results in a battle it can only involve two wolves
any interference is punishable by the pack alpha. Tired of waiting he lunged for my neck, he
acted to quickly and I sidestepped out of the way as he crashed into the sun lounger. He
recovered quickly and this time managed to hit me in the face with a back handed hit, his
claws narrowly missing my face. I flew through the air and rolled to a stopped in the garden.
And so it carried on like that until I knew all of my family were there watching at the
sidelines, we were both covered in cuts and bruises and I felt the similar pain of broken ribs
run through my chest. Ugh its time I finished this, I was exhausted we had been fighting for
over an hour and a half. Lyall managed to land one hit again to my face and I crumpled to
the ground feigning weakness. Although I was in pretty bad shape, I had hear his footsteps
approach, as well as the shouts of my brothers and sister, my father not yet aware of the
situation for whatever reason of his. As he bent down towards me and turned me on to my
back I raised my right hand and struck him on the temple, he once again flew backwards
this time remaining on the ground. I didn't worry though, he would be up and about again in
no time.
I got up and stumbled a little, when I gained my composure I walked back up to the decking
but not before speaking to Lyall.
"Don't you ever come near me again" I growled into him and kicked him on last time.
I turned back around to find all my brothers and Christian there with smiles on their faces.
Hmm who knew all it took to gain respect from your long lost family was beating up a guy.
Wow I sure do learn something new every day, I thought to myself sarcastically.
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Discovery
Teen FictionAlaska Jordan is on the run, after her mother’s death social services want to put her into care. There is one problem though, she has a secret. She is a Werewolf. She can’t risk her paranormal abilities being exposed and so she runs away from the au...