Zelena.
“Stay away from Gunner, okay bitch, he’s mine now”.
I nodded my head quickly. The sharpness of Demi's words sliced through me. Of course she and Gunner would get together, they’re both ridiculously beautiful, and beautiful people tend to stick together. She let go of my shoulders and took a small step back. I didn’t dare lift my head to look at her, but I could picture her evil smirk in my mind, I could basically feel her heated glare burning my flesh.
“What a useless waste of space” she laughed turning to her minions and the crowd that had gathered beside her.
Even after she turned away, I could still feel the burning from her glare. It was like a wave of heat burned through me, engulfing my arms. I clenched my fists, digging my nails into the palms of my hands. Those hot pins, the same from yesterday in the forest, I could feel them running up my legs and into my chest. Without a second thought, I stepped forward and slapped Demi clean across her face. I hit her so hard that her head snapped to the side and the sound echoed through the hallway. Everyone fell silent, surprised to see such an outburst from me. For years I have sat quietly and taken their abuse without a word or any show of retaliation. Demi grasped at her face and turned to look at me. Her upper lips curled up into a snarl and fiery hatred filled her eyes. She lunged at me grabbing my wrist with one hand and the other hand around my throat. She shoved me against the locker, slamming my head into the door. I let out a small squeal of pain.
“Who the fuck do you think you are? You filthy slut!” she screamed at me whilst slamming me against the locker again. I tried to take a breath but her grip around my neck was too tight. I could feel her fingers tightening around my throat and I closed my eyes to prepare myself for more pain. Desperate for air, I pulled at her hand around my neck, to no avail. I could feel my head starting to spin and a fogginess clouded my vision. Demi’s grip suddenly released, and I fell to the floor coughing and struggling to breathe. I stayed crouched on the floor on my hands and knees, frantically trying to catch my breath. My throat burned and the air felt like knives as it began to fill my lungs.
When I was finally able to breathe again, I managed to register the sounds of yelling and screaming in front of me. Hesitantly, I looked up. Cole and Smith were both struggling to hold back a violent looking Gunner, who was desperately trying to lunge at Demi. Demi was clutching onto Brian’s arm trying to shield herself from Gunner. Brian, Demi, her minions, and everyone else in the hall were staring at Gunner with shock and terror on their faces.
“LET ME GO!” Gunner screamed, thrashing his body while trying to get free of Cole and Smith’s grip.
“I’ll fucking kill you if you ever touch her again” he screamed at her, still fighting to get free of Cole and Smith’s hold. Demi was sobbing as she buried her face into Brian’s jacket, Brian was standing back with his hands up in surrender just shaking his head.
“Come on mate. Enough” Cole pleaded with Gunner.
I slowly started to stand up, gripping the locker for support when I felt fresh blood running down my back. Oh no! I have to get out of here before anyone sees it. Getting into a fight at school is one thing, but if anyone found out about my back and the beatings I get at home, my dad would kill me. I coughed and I stumbled on my feet as I tried to take a step. Gunner turned around, locking eyes with me. He pushed past Cole and Smith and grabbed me around my waist. I flinched at his hands holding me.
“She’s a fucking psycho, Gunner” Demi screamed. Gunner looked over at her and growled a deep bellowing growl that echoed through the halls. The crowd went silent, the aura of fear was thick in the air.
Gunner lifted me up with ease and began to carry me away. My toes were touching the ground, but I was barely able to walk with Gunner holding me. We burst through the front doors and out into the parking lot. He was so quick, I don’t know how we got out here so fast. I must be more out of it than I realised. He put me down and stood in front of me, his eyes looking me up and down, running his hands over my face and arms.
“Are you okay?” he demanded urgently,
“Are you hurt?”
Looking into his frantic eyes it dawned on me, what Demi said in the hall. Why would he care, why did he bring me out here and why is he asking if I’m okay? I hit Demi, and they’re together now, so shouldn’t he be with her? She told me that they are together now. But he still threatened her. Didn’t he, that did actually happen, right? I could feel that burning sensation running through my body again. Only this time, it was ten times more intense. I covered my face with my hands to muffle my cry of pain. I felt like my ribs were pulling apart and my spine was twisting under my skin. The hot needles were stabbing me all over my body.
“Zeleeeeena” Gunner said slowly with concern. But I couldn’t listen to him right now, I didn’t want to. The burning feeling was too much, my bones felt like they were breaking inside me. I threw myself to the ground, my body writhing in the dirt, trying desperately to ease the pain. My aching body shook and squirmed. If Gunner was still there, I couldn’t tell. I screamed out, begging for some kind of release from this torture. My body flung up from the ground until I was perched on my hands and knees. It felt like the ground under my hands was shaking, my whole body was on fire and the pain was excruciating. I tossed my head back, and a truly harrowing scream burst from my lungs. The sound pierced my ears and echoed through the forest in front of me until it melted away to silence.
Everything stopped. The pain was gone, the burning was gone, the aching in my bones was gone. I was okay. I turned around to see if Gunner was still there. He was. He was standing with his hands up in front of him, slowly backing away from me. Cole and Smith were behind him. They all looked at me like I had grown a second head. I get it, they should be scared of me. They see me now for the head case that I am. The way I snapped like that and hit Demi, she’s right, I am a psycho.
I turned on my heels and ran off away from school away from Gunner and into the forest.
Zelena.Gunner’s arms came around my stomach, and he leaned his chin on my shoulder.“You okay?” he asked softly.“I’m good” I answered and reached up to tap his cheek. He turned his face and kissed the palm of my hand.“You were crying again” he said, like I hadn’t already known that.“Well, pregnant ladies cry, Mighty Alpha” I quipped and turned to face him with a smirk. He didn’t answer me right away, just gazed down at me.“You sure you’re alright?” he asked more gently. He cupped my cheek, and I leaned into his touch.“I’m fine. Thinking of Cole and Tobias just makes me sad sometimes”. Gunner smiled sadly and ran his thumb over the corner of my mouth.“Me too” he said softly before leaning in to press a soft kiss to my waiting lips.“I love you” I said, looking up into his beautiful blue eyes.“I love you more” he smiled back.“It’s not a competition” I grumbled and pinched his pec. He laughed and rubbed at the spot.“It’s not. There’s just more of you to love” he cooed and droppe
Zelena.Grief is difficult. It’s a hard feeling to navigate. With the addition of my bouts of guilt and regret, I wasn’t sure I was ever going to find my way through it. If I’m honest, I’m still working my way through it. Every new day is different from the last. It’s strange, really. One day, I will be fine, filled with happiness and joy, enjoying my family and my life. The next, something as simple as hearing the term ‘Little One’ will set me off on hours of crying and wishing for things to be different. Grief is weird. It’s true when people say that you never actually get over the pain, you just learn to live with it. Not being alone with my pain is a huge help. Gunner and I are both working through our grief. Everyone is. Losing Cole, Tobias, and Aurora. Plus, Cleo and all the other fighters who sacrificed their lives. Those losses hit us all really hard.Even with all that loss, we’ve gained a lot as well. Thanks to Aurora, the hunters are basically extinct. A special team of Wer
Whiskey.“What’s happening to me?” I asked myself as I squeezed my arms around my body. I feel so... so empty.“I took your wolf” a voice came from behind me. I whirled around and stood up at the same time. Zelena stood a few steps away from me, with Gunner close at her side, his hand holding her hip protectively.“You what?” I blanched. She took my wolf, how is that possible?“I took your wolf. You’re not a Were anymore” Zelena answered immediately.“How do you feel, Whiskey?” Gunner asked, his voice was hard and angry. I ran my hands over my body, feeling the bumps of my scars and the strong muscles undeath my skin. I still feel the same, physically, at least. But inside, it doesn’t feel right. I’ve never been one for emotions, not unless that emotion is anger, of course. But my chest was tight with the need to cry. My mind was swimming with thoughts and feelings. Feelings I have never felt before, feelings I never thought I would feel, ever. I want a hug. I want to lie down and cry
Whiskey.I flew for her again, tackling her around the waist. We rolled and tumbled through the sky as I punched and punched at her face and body. Zelena grunted and huffed with each blow that I landed, but she didn’t scream. That alone was enough to set my anger over the edge. I pulled the power to my hands and formed Sai blades out of black ice. I stabbed at Zelena’s stomach and smirked as I felt the blade slice deep into her abdomen. She screamed in pain, which only made my smirk grow to a full smile. I pulled the blade out and stabbed again, drawing another scream from the witch. I couldn’t help myself, I twisted the blade and laughed manically. I reefed my blade back, and as I went to stab again, I was blocked. The blade evaporated in my hand, and the blue light that surrounded Zelena brightened.My body was suddenly engulfed in an air-constricting hold, and I was pulled away from Zelena. I watched in disgust as the electric swirls of light smothered Zelena. They washed over her
Whiskey.I couldn’t wait, I reformed the swords of ice into one long spear and charged again, this time aiming for Zelena. Before the tip of the spear was able to pierce her heart, I was stopped. The spear in my grip evaporated, and my body was lifted off the ground. The dragon’s wings flapped as they lifted us into the air, not stopping until we were high above the trees. I tried to break free from Zelena’s hold, just like I did last time. But I couldn’t move, not even a wiggle of my finger. I shifted my gaze from the ground to Zelena and then my body. The hold on me wasn’t invisible this time. No, this time, my body was being held firmly in the grip of a giant dragon’s talon. I snarled at Zelena, who was floating just in front of me in the centre of the dragon’s glow. As I took her in, I saw the differences in her. Her eyes were now glowing a bright yellow with swirls of blue. She looked strong and powerful. Her arm was outstretched towards me, looking like she was holding something
Whiskey.I squared my shoulders and re-clenched my fists. The snarl on my face was for me, for my own disgust. How could I be so naïve, so stupid, even to entertain the idea? My lips curled back, and a rumbling growl bubbled up from my chest.“Let’s do this” I snapped as I leapt forward, colliding my fist with the corner of Gunner’s chin. He stumbled back from the blow but quickly recovered. We traded punches as the both of us moved about the clearing. I imagine it would have looked like a well choreographed dance. I must admit, Gunner was well trained. He’s big and a little clumsy, and he could not match my speed, but he has power behind his hits. He is not at my level of combat, but he still managed to land a few good hits.Gunner was leading in for an uppercut, I ducked in the last second and drove an ice dagger into his abdomen. He grunted and stumbled back, quickly pulling the shard from his body before it evaporated into smoke. I pushed off the ground and flew through the air, c