Bathed in his darkness he howls my name, pure blooded and true I follow him into the moonlight. N.R. Hart. Knox and Sabine ran for hours, relishing the feel of the ground rising up the mountainside under their paws and the wind blowing their fur out behind them. Annie looked forward to these runs as much as she looked forward to her weekends with Hugh. On reaching the summit, as they rested for a minute by a small tower of stones, Hugh mind linked Annie. “My daughter has asked that you come for Wolf Moon Dinner next month.” “Oh!” answered Annie, surprised, “That sounds great, I’d like to meet her.” “Yeah the thing is, it won’t just be Lyall, it will be everyone, Lyall and her mate, Lennox and his and all the kids.” “Oh, right.” thought Annie hesitantly. “I’ll understand if you rather not, I mean I can see that it would be quite daunting.” Hugh added quickly. “No it sounds great, really.” answered Annie. “We would probably leave the next day as I haven’t told Alpha Armstrong
Let them think you are weak and do what wolves and fire do best, Surprise them when they least expect it. Nikita Gill. Annie woke up crumpled up in the boot of a car with Sabine screaming at her to wake up. Annie felt nauseous and groggy as the car travelled at speed, throwing her from side to side. As the chloroform slowly left her system, Annie felt her panic take over. She fought to remember what had happened to her, oh....she was grabbed by two men. The scent, oh my goddess, the scent was the same as at Scafell, when they thought someone had been round the car. Annie fought the urge to vomit as the car hit a pot hole in the road, causing her body to be suspended in the air for a second, the antiseptic taste lingering in her mouth was making her gag and it took all she had to control her rising panic. She tried pushing the boot of the car up to see if she could force it open but she was still too disorientated and the bouncing of the car made it impossible for her to gain any pu
Dark Wolf, You are as dark as night But I hope to see a white heart. Feathertail. Hugh and Lennox entered the building quietly after removing their trousers and shirts and hiding them outside the building in case they needed to shift. Knox tried to push Hugh up the stairs towards Annie but Hugh pulled him back, Annie was safe, he was beginning to wonder why he had been so worried, he should have known she was more than capable of taking care of herself against humans. What Hugh needed was to know how many they were up against, in nothing but their shorts, they crept along a corridor towards the sound of a radio. At the end of the corridor was a set of wooden double doors each with a window made of toughened glass. The radio was tuned into a local radio station and as Hugh and Lennox peeked through the window, they could see seven or eight men in dust masks and white overalls sat at a large bench weighing and bagging up what looked like class A drugs, either heroin or cocaine, Hugh
She is a wolf with a human mask The night eats her up. Chrissy Pinney Annie stood in the apartment for twenty minutes sobbing and shaking, the tears just wouldn’t stop and she knew it was a mixture of shock and anger, and the angrier she got the more she sobbed. Sabine sent her soothing vibes and kind words and finally the tears and the shock subsided, the anger however did not. What were Hugh and Lennox going to do, would there be more bloodshed tonight? She baulked at the thought, this man she thought she knew so well and she was in love with was a stranger to her, she realised she didn’t know him at all. Whatever business he was into had put her in grave danger and she had been given no choice but to take lives, if she had been human she would never of stood a chance against those men, she would have been gang raped then murdered, just another statistic which would have gained half an inch of column space in a backwater newspaper somewhere. Had he known there was a chance she wa
I ran, O I ran, but they grey wolf ran faster O mother, I cry in the air at thy door. Cry shoo! now cry shoo! but his fangs were so cruel, Thy son (save his hatchet) thou’lt never see more. Walter De La Mare. It took doctors days to work out what had happened to Edward Addison. At first it was assumed he was catatonic because had been affected by the drugs in the factory but a toxicology screen came back negative, he was also negative for alcohol and every other intoxicant or poison the doctors could think of. It was only when the nurses on the ward were turning him over to wash his hair that the minute puncture wound in his hair at the base of his skull was discovered. A brain scan revealed that his brain was functioning normally but his spinal cord had been severed by a long thin implement paralysing him and nothing could be done to repair it. He spent a couple of months in hospital but after that he had to be moved to a nursing home. As his assets had been frozen and his wife
In the year 1603, King James VI executed a prolonged campaign to control the violent and lawless English/Scottish border with his Union of the Crown act. In doing so he unwittingly split the Reiver Wolf Pack into two factions, the Scottish Reivers who had been pushed north had settled in the Scottish Highlands far away from the border, and the English Reivers, who had been pushed south settled in the county of Cumberland in the north of England. Much of Scotland’s population, both human and wolf hated the Union of the Crown as they felt their identity as a proud Scottish independent nation was being eroded. Regardless of the opinion of the Scottish population, by 1707 the English and Scottish parliaments met in the London to form the parliament of Great Britain. While Scotland retained a privy council, all important acts and decisions were taken in London with very little account taken of how it would affect the Scots. The result was a full rebellion, the Scots wanted the restorat
Fear not for the future weep not for the past. Percy Bysshe Shelley Hugh was once again at Waverley Station waiting for his mate. He’d lost count of how many times he’d done this since that fateful night five years ago when he thought he lost her. He hadn’t just physically almost lost her, he’d almost lost her heart too. It took Annie a long time to recover after that night and Hugh didn’t need reminding that it was his fault that it had happened in the first place. He’d underestimated his opponent, a mistake that he’d made damn sure would never happen again. Thankfully Annie had forgiven him and after much soul searching, she had finally forgiven herself. Hugh, if he was honest with himself didn’t really understand why she was so upset, the men they killed were only humans after all and not even good ones at that. They were drug dealers, scum as far as Hugh was concerned, shitty humans who came to a shitty end, he hadn’t given the humans a second though, no guilt, no remorse, noth
The more we study, the more we discover our ignorance. Percy Bysshe Shelley Almost five years after the Addison massacre the police were no closer to identifying either the motive or the culprits. Out of all the forensic testing carried out there was nothing to indicate anyone else but the victims had been in that building. It didn’t make sense, generally, everybody left a bit of themselves somewhere. They had spent a huge amount on processing and testing the mountain of evidence, it had taken years and they had nothing to show for it. The police had decided to wind the investigation down, it would probably never be closed but unless someone came forward with some new information there didn’t seem to be much else they could do. Sifting through the endless bags of evidence, forensic scientist Sarah Cole was packing all the evidence into boxes for storage when she noticed there were hair samples that had been collected from both the drug lab and from tape liftings from the victim’s c