W E W A L K E D H O M E through the pack woods foolishly, not realising we were about to be ambushed. I hadn't had many run-ins with feral wolves but I had fought a few in the past.
Within a split second a dark grey wolf emerged from the lengthy bright green shrub, which almost had a glow effect because of the moonlight.
"HADLEY!" Maya screams as the wolf tackles her to the ground. He snaps his teeth in her face, he's trying to scare his prey before he kills it.
Rogues don't process feeling like the average werewolf or human. The humanity side is completely lost or you could say totally switched off. It takes a lot to become this way.
They act like wild wolves, killing anything in sight. They don't travel in packs however, just become loners. Single wolves who travel alone and are wired to cause pain, death.
Before I can get to Maya another wolf appears out of nowhere, this one was white, pure white. Like a fast moving cloud. A very angry cloud.
They were so rare, so beautiful. But this one you could tell was too far gone to be saved.
It bared it's teeth which were surprisingly already red, coated in what I assumed was blood. Who else did they kill on the way here?
I turn my head for one second to Maya who is now shifted into her Sandy blonde wolf. She swapped positions with the wolf who tackled her to the ground as she gripped his throat from underneath and pinned him below her.
I turn back to the white wolf who is staring me down with the bloody teeth still in view. I attempted to talk to this wolf because I knew if I killed it my pack would be ashamed.
Killing the ever so rare, so majestic white wolf. I'd be thrown in the dungeons for sure.
"Maya" I say in a composed voice, so that I don't trigger this beautiful beast in front of me.
She doesn't acknowledge her name as she is once again flung underneath the red rogue. She takes action quickly and howls directly above, calling to the others.
'God damn it maya' I think to myself. I don't like the fact she's called for help. We can deal with this on our own. I'll just be seen as the pathetic kid who can't shift and can't defend herself without help of the pack.
In a flash I run toward Maya, I shove the rogues side with hard force away from her vulnerable position. He stumbles then falls onto the opposite side I touched. He growls furiously while getting back up on his paws.
Maya takes this opportunity to attack the red rogue while I deal with the white one. I shift my attention to the large white fluff ball which is shaking with rage. It's growls sound almost strangling, like it's struggling because it's so vexed. It may sound bizarre but that's the only way I could describe it.
It wasn't a perfect growl which means this wolf definitely has some issues with its throat and voice. It's possible it was attacked by another wolf and almost got it's vocal chords shredded to pieces.
"You want me? Come on then!" I raise up both my hands next to my head, letting the wolf think I'm surrendering.
It gives out what sounds like a faint scream and charges right for my little five foot five frame. This animal was huge next to me, like all wolves are.
Razor sharp red canines emerge from the whites gums and are ready to sink into my pale flesh. I duck when the wolf reaches a few metres away from my face. It runs right over me to which I very quickly spring myself back up and ambush the wolf from the back.
A surprise to the wolf, it rotates its head all the way around as if it was an owl, trying to take a nip at me. I pull it's scruffy neck at the top in attempts to make it fall over so I can reach the area around its throat.
I hear my blonde companion wrestling around with the other wolf still, but I can't pay attention fully as I'm bucked off the white wolf making me hit my back right off the ground.
It was a sharp thud when I hit the floor, my head begins to fill with a pressure pain at the back. First thing I thought of was a concussion.
The wolf wastes no time in jumping on top of me taking a swipe at my shoulder which rips my top slightly and fills the area with blood. He then does the worst thing and bites into that same shoulder.
I give out a haunting, curdling scream which travels through the woods and no doubt the pack. I hear wolves in the distance howl in reply, telling us they were coming.
Maya whines when she hears me but can't help me because she is still trying to kill the other wolf who was part of the attack.
I groan when the wolf pulls out it's jaggy teeth from my shoulder. I feel slightly light headed along with the pressure. I felt like I was about to explode. As if I was going to literally obliterate and splat all over the ground.
My hand goes to my shoulder which is pouring blood from my fresh new wounds. If I don't die tonight, it'll leave a nice battle scar.
I wasn't about to give up however and instead a miracle happened. I found a sharp piece of branch from a fallen part of the tree. My hand felt it right next to me. It was a sign from the goddess herself, that stick like weapon was the only way I'd make it out alive.
I wrap my hand tightly around the piece of tree and in a second I raise my arm up and drive it deeply into the white wolf. It cries and screams and backs away from me, shaking it's head back and forth trying to force the stick out.
I quickly get myself up off of the ground and watch as the wolf tumbles over and takes it's last few breaths. The blood from the wolf and myself was sprayed all over my face and essentially my whole body.
I was shaking while staring at what had just happened. Maya brushes up next to me, startling me. She gives out a little soft sound and rubs her large head against my head very delicately.
I noticed she killed the other wolf by ripping his throat out and letting him bleed to death. I couldn't stop the violent shakes that forced their way out of my body.
My anxiety had just reached a whole other level which was causing my tick like shivers. Now I've never not killed something before, it's natural in a werewolf world to have death, sometimes mass death.
Even so, the way I just killed that wolf was the most violent thing I've ever done or even seen. Ripping out throats was normal. Stabbing in the eye so deep it penetrates the brain was like a method of murder in a horror movie. I was horrified at what I had done.
Seven wolves then appeared at the scene, we recognised them as pack members. Each shifted while throwing on basket ball shorts which they had carried in their mouths while in wolf form.
My father, Vincent, Bentley and alpha Ford were headed towards us after putting on some clothing. A few warriors also appeared behind them.
Their faces were clearly in confusion and shock at what had just occurred a mere minute ago. Vincent's eyes are wide and brimmed with concern.
I felt a little giddy seeing this, he may have dropped me for my sister but he was my mate, I couldn't help how I felt under his gaze.
I just wanted him to wrap me up in his arms and keep me safe like a mate should. Imagining his big muscles tightening around my waist sounded like heaven.
Yet heaven is a dream we all have about the perfect afterlife, therefore that thought was nothing but a dream, a fantasy which was far from going to happen.
"What happened girls? Did you get attacked?" Alpha Ford questioned us.
I had to speak for myself and Maya because she had no clothes to change into and therefore couldn't shift back "yes alpha, we were headed home when..."
I look between the two wolves and put my head down "we got ambushed and as you can see I am injured"
All the men's eyes flicker down to my wounded shoulder, Vincent stares at it intensely. I almost felt uncomfortable with the intense burn from those baby blue orbs.
"Who killed the white one?" Bentley asks while gesturing towards the dead beast.
"No doubt my screw up of a daughter killed it, as you can see it's been stabbed right in the eye and Maya is in wolf form so it's impossible it would of been her" Barry states impertinently.
I slightly glare at him but he doesn't seem to take much notice.
"Bentley you and the warriors move these rogues from the woods and take the red one somewhere off our territory and bury it. The white one will be taken to Doctor Moore." Alpha Ford commands then turns to me.
"Seeing as Vincent is your sisters mate he will assist you to Doctor Moore for your wounds as Sarah is in another pack at the moment" he pauses and my father takes this time to whisper in his ear.
There was something sinister behind the words my father spoke to his alpha, I felt myself growing pale and sickly. My stomach just wanted to remove all the alcohol and food that sat in it.
My father stops and Alpha Ford nods then looks at Vincent. He words something to him but I can't quite make out what it is.
Vincent nods then comes toward me his eyes roaming over my wound and face. Maya lowly growls at him when he steps close to my face but stops when my father and alpha give her a strange look.
"Let's go" he simply states and grabs my non wounded arm. The first thing he's said to me in a month.
His voice sent shivers down my body along with flashbacks of our first sexual experience together. Well it was our only sexual experience but still.
Once we were out of site from everyone he stops me in our tracks as we walked and goes right in front of me. His hands gently rest against my cheeks, his blue eyes looking into my own grey ones.
My eyes widened as he then sniffed all around me, my face, my neck, down toward my chest. I pushed him away in a disturbed manner. How dare he!
"What do you think your doing?"
His eyes went pitch black "you smell like a male, a human"
My head was so fucked that I completely forgot about how I had sex with that random guy from the bar. So much had happened from that point up until now that I didn't realise Vincent would be able to smell a foreign scent from me.
"Yeah, so what?" I shrugged coldly.
"You fucked another guy? What makes you think your allowed to do that?" he bellowed while pointing his finger in my face.
"What do you mean? Of course I'm allowed to do that I'm mateless unless you've forgotten. Besides I can smell my sister all over you so don't come at me when you are also fucking someone else. How dare you" I spit at him with my single arm flailing around in the air frantically.
"Yeah your sister who is my beautiful mate and Luna. Who will be my wife and the mother of my children" He smirked and my eyes couldn't help but brim with tears.
"That's good for you Vincent...I'm-I'm real happy for ya" I sigh and slowly walk past him toward the pack house where the pack hospital also was.
The pack hospital wasn't used very much because of Sarah. As she is a healer and uses more natural substances for cures wolves prefer going to her for any medical problems. However the pack hospital is used when we have a large mass of injured wolves.
I didn't even want to go see doctor Moore, I hated hospitals, I hated anything medical I was very afraid of it. A fear I've never really shared with anyone. I'd rather die than be hooked up to different machines and having my heart be monitored.
"Hadley?" Vincent called out and walked at a fast pace so he was once again in front of me. I stopped once again but made sure to keep my distance from him so he couldn't touch me. He didn't deserve to feel my skin against his hands, and my heart didn't deserve even more pain from the contact.
My eyes flicker to his and I go back and forth between both his orbs. I don't know why but when I look at people I can't seem to concentrate on just the one eye, I always look between the two.
"I have a better connection with Hayley, it's very strong and dare I say alluring. It's unfortunate what's happened between us but that's just how it is, so. get. over. it!" Vincent said arrogantly.
"I am over it Vincent, I don't give a shit about you, about HER! Or anyone for that matter. So go and fuck yourself, alpha" I spit and put emphasis on his title. He was no alpha in my eyes, just a weak man.
He stood flabbergasted. Utterly astonished at my outburst. I meant every word that shot out of my mouth. I don't care about anything and I'm starting to realise I never really have and it's going to stay that way permanently.
Vincent looked beyond pissed off at me, but at this point in time I didn't care. He was trying to make me jealous and envious of my twin which I sure as hell wasn't.
With an evil look and slit eyes he approached me slowly, his nose almost touching mine. "Cut the fake tough guy act Hadley, you know your crazy about me, just like I am about you" he spoke huskily which made me confused.
I noticed the lust that portrayed through his eyes, he wanted me sexually. To make it known that no one could do to me what he does, which was partially right. As no matter who I fuck he'll always be number one, there's so much sexual tension and chemistry between us and that will never go away. Ever.
My breath hitched and my heart picked up its beats as Vincent leaned in to kiss me. Our lips touched and it felt like fire. Total inferno spread through me in a good sort of way. A sexual way.
His soft lips moulded against mine which was like heaven. My dream was coming true after I believed it would never. I knew the dream was short lived however, eventually he would pull away and we would walk in awkward silence back to the pack house.
His tongue swiped my bottom lip but I didn't grant him access, it was too much for me to handle. I knew what this was. A farewell kiss. A goodbye forever kiss. A never gonna happen ever again kiss.
He pulled back and left my lips which became cold, missing the heat that came off of his own. Just when I thought that was our final sort of physical contact he took me by surprise.
His hot lips moved down to my chin, then slowly along the left side of my jaw. I felt a tingling pleasurable sensation deep in my stomach.
I wasn't quite sure what he was up to until he moved down toward my neck. He knew that's where my sweet spot was, my weak place. The place that killed me greatly when touched. Only he could give me this feeling, this desire.
His wet kisses went all over my neck, him sucking a few spots lightly. He then licked my special spot, and the place where he should of marked me, had he not rejected me.
I then get waves of the memories and the pain I've suffered due to him and my sister. I was second best to my family, to my mate. How did I get so unlucky in the people who were suppose to love me unconditionally.
I didn't feel the passion anymore, or the pleasure Vincent was giving me. I'd become totally mute with my feelings. It was all locked away. Trapped under a thick layer of concrete, never to come out again.
Before I got the chance to push Vincent away, he done the one thing I wish he didn't. His canines grazed my spot in the crook of my neck, and he plunged them in without hesitation.
I didn't moan, I didn't scream, I stayed completely stiff. Eyes widened in shock and fear. My blood went completely cold and I shivered with anxiousness.
He retracted his canines from my neck then pulled completely away from me. His face was also in shock at what had just played out.
I couldn't breath, I was completely stuck in my position. My body had solidified.
"I didn't-" Vincent began but then stopped as he was unsure of what to say. I didn't know what to say. Why? Why did he do that? Why did I let it happen?
"Fuck!" Vincent shouted and his hands rested on his head. He was stressed meanwhile I was numb. I felt paralysed.
"Let's get this straight that wasn't me, that was my wolf okay! He still has a slight connection with you but I don't because I love Hayley. That was a mistake. Everything I did with you was a mistake" he stated but spoke the last part more quieter than the rest.
That brought me back to earth that little confession he just made. I'd like to say it made my heart heavy with agony but it didn't. I couldn't feel a thing. Not even anger or sadness, I wasn't hurt either.
I look at him with my cold icy eyes simply giving him a nod. He looked as though he expected me to say something back. Like I should by crying or screaming in his face at him not accepting me.
"I will stay out of your way alpha. You and my sisters I promise. You won't see me often or at all in the future I swear!" I tell him and rub my neck at the spot where he bit me.
An expression of confusion crossed his face and he noticed that I was studying this. It was quickly replaced with a firm look.
He started walking again and so I followed him silently. I scuffed my feet along the stoney paths and kicked a few I passed by.
For once my head wasn't forcing me to listen to voices or watch scenarios. There was just a blank silence and I loved it.
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