Lost Mate

Twenty-nine

Howls of war are in the air when we get closer. Everyone stays in their fighting form. I get off Luke's back and hide within the bushes. Why I am hiding is a mystery to me. Can't I just use my power to let all of them just stop fighting, but it is hard. It is hard to focus. I don't know all of these wolves. I don't know which one of them are bad and which one are good. Or better yet, who is the enemy.

The only person I can focus on right now is my father and I have no clue where he is.

I walk in the woods in search for him. I see Luke fight like a crazy, mad, angry wolf. Not giving up the battle.

If I keep staying in the woods I won't find my father.

I run through the battle field into the pack house and look around. Where is he?

A loud bang has me freeze and turn around. My father is here. I can sense him, feel him, smell him.

Slowly but not scared at all I walk towards the door.

His eyes meet mine. We have the same boring eyes and I hate it.

'I am sorry father,' I say before I close my eyes for a second.

I see his rage, I feel the way he hurt me. It all feels like it is happening right now.

Pain and rage is all I feel and for a moment nothing else matters, but him dying.

He shifts into his human form and smiles big when he sees how angry I am.

Useless. Worthless. Nothing.

I run towards him and force myself to shift.

Bones breaking, agony, pain like shifting for he first time goes through my body.
I can feel my hands turn into paws, my face turn into the one of a wolf, my wolf.

She is back.

We crash to the ground and he laughs at us.
I get up biting away the pain of shifting and I growl lowly at him. He shift in an instance and the dance of anger and hate and death begins.

He lashes at me and all I do I jump aside.

I focus on my energy, on my anger, on my pain and by the way he steps back I know something weird is going on. I can feel my muscles grow, my body ache, I can see myself get taller, bigger, stronger, faster. I growl again and he lashes at me again.

This time his teeth go through my flesh. If he bit deeper it would have been the end of me.

Wolves start to gather around when he goes for the same spot. I take a run for it and he howls out of excitement. Now I only need to be faster than him. I should have practiced more. I should have known I can win from him.

He is too strong. Too great.

He just like an Alpha, maybe even stronger.

Even though I feel strong, it won't be enough to kill this male.

I run and turn around to see him run behind me like I am his prey and he is the hunter.

I wait for the right moment and jump aside, but he turns so quickly that he bites me in my back and I whine out of pain.

I can't let this male win. Not today.

I turn around and do something he doesn't expect. I fight him.

Teeth getting flesh, blood spilling from him and from me. When I can't fight anymore I take a run for it. In the ground near the vegetable garden I seem my favorite weapon. He has one, but so do I.

I shift into human form and take it out of the wet spoil. I wait for he right moment when my father arrives and I hit him on his back as hard as I can.