Run, Run, RUN. Don’t stop.
The night was falling and like the creatures of the day, I needed to hide. My heart is thundering in my chest, echoing the sounds of the war that rage from the fields of my once loved home. That was before the coven came. Surprising us, and taking my home and pack. The attack happened so quickly that no one was ready. We had no warning and after hours of waiting I was found. I had to run. Don’t stop running.
“CRACK” the current of magic shoots by and hits the tree to my left, my bare feet crunching the earth hard and fast. My small heart fluttering faster than a hummingbirds wings, my once sparkling beautiful dress is no more. It’s tattered, dirty, and torn. The edges burnt to a crisp and coated in blood from bodies of the battle field that I raced away from.
“Come here little wolfie,” a harsh raspy voice calls out cutting through the trees I hide quickly behind a tree to take cover to breathe, “ I just want a little chat!” He calls sing-song like, taunting me. He wants to find me to kill me. Ducking further behind my tree I hold my breathe, my young body shaking with so much force my bones ache. Holding my breathe and closing my eyes hoping for safety that surely won’t come. At only 11 years of age, I can’t fight this grown warlock.. he will surely kill me like he did my parents..
“Wolfie princess, where are you?” He mimics the rythym of a child’s tune, as if I’d listen. Closing my eyes tighter I don’t want to die. I’m to young. My mind is racing and my hearts bound to explode, I’m sweating with the effort of fleeing. My long ashen hair now a mess of sweat and dirt. My body is on overdrive from all these events. I’m thrown into pure instinct my body over come with panic and pain, then more pain comes. My bones start to break along with my heart, they crack and snap in odd ways that seem only unnatural for a moment. Fur sprouts from my body as I take a new form, unleashing the very beast inside me, my screaming turns to a howl. My small fragile frame turning to a grey wolf with blue eyes.
“Crack” another shot barely missed.
My newfound paws move fast against the earth. Though I am merely a pup, I have this new sense of power that melts my fear. I let go of my senses to my wolf allowing pure instinct to take over. I watch from her eyes as she bolts around the tree dodging the bark that break off with the force of the warlocks lightening strike. She growls and bares her teeth lunging forward clumsy in our new form. My wolf, Gypsy, grabbing sinking her teeth into his neck. His scream gurgles with the blood in his throat, the taste of it making me want to gag. Suddenly he raises up his hand in a last effort to get us off him, he shoots fire from his hard toward our face. My wolf wiggles and writhes, refusing to let go til we hear the snap of his neck. The smell of burning fur and flesh seep into my nose making my wolfs fur stand up straight. It puffs out in mere seconds, but the damage is there. Dropping his body my small wolf let’s out a howl so broken and soulful it’s make grown men drop to their knees in tears. We grieve and hurt together until we heal slightly and the pain resides enough to turn and trot off into the woods. My wolf taking the reigns and my pain and carrying us into the night. As she trots my mind starts to wonder, I say a prayer to Selene the Moon Goddess. May she protect me as I know the road ahead will be long.
“2 years later” 13 years old
Keep running.. as a rouge wolf I can’t stop. No one has accepted me. I’m a stray, a damaged goods mutt. Villages for miles do not want me and just run me off their land.
The wolves that are interested only started coming when my heats did. My entire life spent running.. just don’t stop running..
“3 years later” 16 years
I walk down the cobblestone path of a small village. On my way to meet Helen, she has been a wonderful women since I found the small village a few years ago. She own a shop in a town outside the Red River pack. She’s been kind enough to help me find lumber for a cabin as a home as I refuse to be a part of a pack at this time. And she’s kind enough to save items she knows I would use. She’s supplied me food and a sense of hope. She is like a grandmother to me, taking care of me when she sees me and making sure I have enough to survive. She’s offered me to stay with her before but my heart is still far to broken to welcome a home that doesn’t belong.
WARNING READING CONTENT MAY DISTURB SOME. VIOLENCE The Black Ashen pack, led by my father and mother Alpha Nathan and Luna Elizabeth. We are a small pack in the upper north mountains. We are surrounded by beautiful trees and crystal clear waters. Like my mother I bare her blue eyes that hold shimmers of gold and silver, my long ashen blonde hair reaching my waist even though I’m only 11. I’m staring at my reflection in the mirror admiring what the maids had done with my hair for today, for it was a special day. Today was my 11th birthday. My outfit shimmered lightly in beautiful flower designs meant for a princess. It might have been over the top for school, but after all I was a princess. I’m my parents only child and prized possession. They give me everything I could ever dream of and more. The bond they share I hope to find some day. “Katie!!” My dad breaks my thoughts for a moment. “Katie, sweetie we have to go!” He calls at me again. “I’m coming Dad!” I yelled back checking m
Current day : Katie’s 18th birthday I wake with a gasp, my fingers curling into my blanket. Always the same damn nightmares. I roll over on my futon couch bed in my little cabin and look out my window. Since that horrid night I have thrived on my own. Using my wolf to hunt and run, to gather things I can from the wilderness and Mother Nature herself. I like it this way, as a rogue and not being completely accepted to any packs I’m not seen as friendly much. I can go into the small village outside the pack of Red River. But I make my stops short and quick, only ever to Helen’s or put gas in my beat up tissue box car. At this point I’m not sure if I can blame anyone for not wanting me around, that fateful night left my face permanently scarred. Wolf healing helped a lot of it but I still have part my hair missing by my left brow and by my hair line. It’s hideous and most time I wear a scarf around my head to hide it. Or most of it. Standing up off my little futon bed I raise it back i
“Jax’s POV”Today my family and I, Luna Tonya and Alpha Timothy the current Aplha and Luna of Red River pack, are visiting a small village outside the pack house. This village is farther than the rest and is the last stop before we go back home. We came because last week was my 18th birthday, and we had week long celebrations to attend to. This gave me the chance to meet more pack members and to learn more about the role of Alpha. Although I must say I’m pretty spent with it. Not wanting to be around the crowds of women throwing themselves to their knees, and the men that wanted to be my next in command, I decided I was going to sneak off today. I drove myself on my motorcycle so that way I could do what I wanted. Parking it near the center of town my mother, father, and I great people. Everyone is throwing themselves at us and being overly nice, so when no one is looking and I get the chance to sneak off I do. Ducking into an alley way I make my way around the town, walking and looki
“Katie’s POV” When I got home I decided to go for a run with my wolf, Gypsy, leaving my clothes neatly folded by my door for when I return I take off towards the side of the house. Walking into the trees, my paws sinking into the dirt under them I feel a sense of calm come over me. Running alone with my wolf is the only thing in this world that makes me feel free, and I’m never alone when I have her. We are two of the same, she has protected me and kept me safe for years when we were alone. Fighting off other rouges and unmated crazy driven males, tracking the scent of my heats. I’m beyond lucky to have survived the horrible life I was dealt, but now I’m just happy to have found some sort of a home, some sort of piece for my broken soul. Starting to pick up my pace I run from my little cabin, being miles away from everybody and secluded i don’t have to worry about running into many people. If I do it’s typically wolfs from town out on runs, and they make sure to stay away from my are
Standing next to the river I am finishing gathering the fish I have tossed onto the bay, completely naked the air breezes past my bits making a chill go through me. Quickening my pace I gather the fish that I caught onto the rope i put it through their mouths and loop it through the gills of the catfish. Glancing around I feel like something is coming, not dangerous but something is going to happen kind of feeling. Another breeze across the rippling blue river sends another chill down my body, I have better shift into Gypsy before I end up sick. Tying the rope into a tight not i shift back into Gypsy and take the rope into our mouth. The catfish dangling as the rope gets pulled up, swings back and forth slightly, the smell of fish hitting my nose making it crinkle some. As much as I come her to fish I swear the smell of fish will always get to me, but it does make a pretty good meal. Ignoring it like always I trot back towards the path leading to my cabin. Happy with my big catch toda
“Katie’s POV” Runnning towards that smell my heart is beating faster, my fear is slipping into the back of my mind. The anticipation creeping into me. Then I see him, skidding to a hault paws digging deep into the dirt. I look at him and his wolf form. His wolf twice the size of mine and intimidating. My wolf is a bit bigger than most too, but his is huge. His massive black paws, and his shimmering black coat reminding me of dark nights chilly nights. The sky so dark the stars look like glitter shimmering through its cracks. Bringing a mixture of wonder and curiosity. Two grey eyes, look to me. Shining like polished steel with hints of dull blues, so simple. But so captivating. He lowers his head and ears and takes a step forward, not sure what he’s suppose to do. His head slightly tilting looking at me. I shake out my coat and the trance I was in, and nod my head back down the path to the cabin. The fish in my mouth that I was carrying swaying back and forth. Realizing what I’m get
“Katie’s POV” “We should talk” I say. He looks at me and smiles and my heart flips upside down in my chest. “We definitely should talk, hell I don’t even know your name yet” he teases me. “My names Katie,” I reply sheepishly, resuming my cooking and preparing the potatoes and carrots I’ll make with fish. Feeling heat rise to the back my neck, “I’m sorry,” I go on, “I’m not exactly use to many people actually wanting to talk to me, and I really wasn’t paying much attention earlier..” I mumble, cutting potatoes a little more aggressive than needed. “You know,” I start rambling again, “I didn’t think the Moon Goddess was going to bless me with a mate. Or to even have a mate that would consider talking to me or having me in eye sight, especially after..” I motion up. A frown on my face and my heart feeling crushed at the words. I know it naught not be true but better to prepare myself. Cutting more I don’t know what else to say. Suddenly his hand is on mine, the tingles like electri
“Katies POV” After finishing our plates, I clear them off in my small trash can tucked under my sink. The clinking of the dishes echoing in the silence of the small cabin. Placing the plates into the sink I turn around and look at Jax, he’s staring at me waiting for me to start talking. The silence stretching further into the night like millions of stars that cover the sky. Taking a deep breath and sighing I walk back over to the table and take a seat across from Jax, him watching my every move like I would somehow magically disappear. Scooting in the chair it squeaks across the plain wood floor, anticipation making the air thick and hard to breathe. He reaches his hand across the table and grabs mine, giving it a squeeze and soothingly running his thumb across the top my hand. Tingles shoot up my arm at his touch, like a gun receiving it’s power to shoot. I look him in the face, his stunning stone grey eyes captivating me. Taking a deep breath and letting his touch calm me some I st