The sound of her feets pounding against the wet forest floor resonates
around the forest as she runs as fast as her legs could carry her, her
bare feets sticks to the wet and damp ground, an aftermath of the
heavy rain Forks recieves throughout the year.
She clearly had no idea where she was headed, her sense of direction
right now was purely dependent on which direction the wind blowed
and her wolf senses. She has been running aimlessly for the past hour.
Tears smear down her face as she thinks about her pack.
Terror fills her body as she feels them getting closer and she wills
herself to push her legs further so that she could run faster, her body is
filled up with scratches and cuts from cutting herself while colliding on
the trees and branches as her vision is of no help to her.
She could feel them breathing heavily as it hits the back of her shoulder
for a second. but she doesn't stop running. Her lungs burned due to
the effort of pushing herself beyond her limit.
She could feel the vibrations of their growls as annoyance took over
their senses making her run faster, her feets ached and bled as they
came in contact with sticks and hard rocks but at the moment she
could care less.
She didn't know how she could still keep running, she felt something
inside herself pushing her. Maybe it might be the fear of death that was
keeping her alive ironically.
She blindly followed the wind as she felt them get closer. she moves
towards the side just in time for one of the rogues to swipe a claw at
her side and leave a big open wound, it stings instantly and tears fill her
eyes immediately, but her steps doesn't falter.
The scent of blood overpowers, her blood.
She was so caught up in saving herself that she didn't feel herself
crossing the pack territory line.
She runs a few more miles and stops immediately, when she doesn't
hear their pounding footsteps behind her, her brows furrowed in
confusion. that seemed odd to her, making her wonder why they
suddenly stopped chasing her. She sticks her nose up and tries to smell
the air for any possible threat, but the only thing that she could smell
was the scent of rain and damp mud.
But the thing that had her stopping in her tracks was the power that
was being excluded from where she stood and it doesnât takes a genius
to know that she crossed the pack grounds. She gulps in fear, Pack
wolves don't take gently to rogues or lone wolves trespassing into
theirs, it's a crime and most of the packs serve harsh punishments like
death.
She feared one pack in particular, The Blood Moon Pack.
The most feared pack in the world.
She may be a shy and socially awkward person but that doesn't mean
she's blind to things going around her, even though she was physically
blind. The rumours has it that the Red Moon Pack loathes rogues with a
burning passion. It's said that they either instantly kill them on spot or
torture them with wolfsbane and silver. Their pack members are said to
be all well trained warriors from the young age of eight, no matter the
gender. They give equal importance to both the male and female
wolves. Which she respected them for.
A chill runs down her spine when she thinks about their Alpha.
Alpha Adryan Romani. That was his name, atleast that's what the
rumours say.
No one has seen him and the few that have lived to tell the tales about
him are either too scared to speak or have gone crazy. It's said that he's
the worst of them all. He's feared by all the other Alpha's in the country
as their power is nothing compared to his, she remembered once
hearing a rumour that he alone could take out a hundred werewolves,
and that's saying something.
Werewolves are strong creatures, who have a good sense of smell, taste
and hearing. And fighting one off isn't easy.
He's known for his cruel and vicious ways, they say he's heartless.
Rumours also say that he killed his own mate, and that the rogues killed
his parents and it goes on and on... she mostly doesn't believe in these
rumours because she's not someone who judges a person based on the
silly rumours that goes around about them.
Yet thinking about him sends a weird sensation throughout her body.
Her thoughts are cut off when she hears a vicious growl, which echoes
through out the dead and cold forest.
She's about to take off running again when she feels the presence of
other wolves, her instinct tells her that there might be about five of
them. Her fear comes back in full force knowing that there's no way she
can fight them without her revealing her secret to the whole world,
finding no way out she felt defeated. her breath coming out of her lips
in shallow puffs of air.
All of them growl at her causing her to whimper in fear.
She could hear the sound of someone shifting and some ruffling of
clothes, letting her know someone has shifted into their human form.
"What are you doing on our territory rogue?"A male voice bits out in
anger and she feels herself flinching backwards. He excludes power,
which means he's of higher rank.
Beta, a voice echoes in her head and she knows it belongs to her wolf,
Kira.
But her eyes widen like saucers when she hears him say territory. She
had crossed a pack territory and now she's going to get killed, how
stupid can she be.
The same voice growls out in obvious anger making her realise that she
hasn't answered his previous question yet.
Brian, the Beta of the Blood Moon pack was scouring the territory for
rogues when he caught her scent. Upon arriving he found a short light
red haired she-wolf, making him confused about what she was doing in
their territory but he felt threatened nonetheless.
"Ter-r-itory? W-what pack is th-is" she stutters out with a squeak, fear
coating her words.
This doens't seems to sit well with the male as he growls and she
shrinks back in fear. His next words are like a blow to her mind.
"The Blood Moon Pack" and all the colour leaves her face.
Their interaction is interrupted by another presence.
A vicious growl leaves from the newcomers lips, making the forest floor
shake with vibrations and causing the birds on the trees to fly away.
The voice makes her wants to shrink into herself like a cocoon, and
listen to his voice all day long at the same time. It sends tingles down
her body and warmth to replace the cold feeling she felt a few seconds
ago, her brows scrunch in confusion. What is happening to me?
Mate.
Kira takes that exact moment to say those words and shock fills her
entire body. 'Mate? My mate?â She thought to herself.