Hugo prepared to pounce again, steady and stealth. As little experience he had with this form, it came so naturally to him. I might have admired it, if he weren’t about to attack Byron. I snapped myself out of my daze, my instincts screaming to move. Move where? This wasn’t my fight. Hugo had challenged Byron for the pack. For me. This wasn’t the human; this was the wolf. Pure wolf instinct. Doc had said not to engage. Maybe engaging is what had prolonged Hugo’s conscious state. He was supposed to have passed out by now, but then again, he was not the average wolf. He was an Alpha.
I wasn’t even sure that was possible, but everything about the midnight wolf told me otherwise. I watched his body tense, but just before he jumped, he slumped to the side with a whimper. Byron’s ears perked up, not understanding. The midnight wolf was Hugo again, and Hugo was unconscious. The episode was over. It took us all several seco
There’s something about the smell of rain that both ignites the soul and eases the mind. The morning sky was veiled with dark clouds, preparing to shower my forest. I opened the door to our cabin and took in a deep breath, before sighing contently. While the weather was in my favor, this day would not be. I heard my father’s footsteps coming down the stairs and closed the door behind me as I stepped outside. I already knew what he was going to say and preferred to enjoy these few moments of bliss before going back to reality. If this had been any other day, I would have already been gone, running through the trees in sheer harmony. Unfortunately, this wasn’t any other day. This was the first day of my last year in high school. To some, that may seem something to celebrate, given this would be my final year. For me, it was the end of a long road leading up to my final days of freedom. School had been a welcomed delay for my inevitable fate. -
The rain began trickling down the windows just as the bell rang for lunch. I was already halfway through the day, but it felt like time had sped up just for this. I exchanged looks with Fyn and nodded in reassurance. He didn’t look convinced but stood to meet me outside anyways. I led the way into the hall and we waited for the others by my locker. I scanned over the faces of the crowd as they walked excitedly to the cafeteria. One by one, everyone took their place against the wall with me. Jace was the last to show, giving me a slight nod as he walked past. We fell into step behind him, trying not to draw attention to ourselves. Being a wolf in a school of humans made us stand out regardless, and I caught a few people staring at me. I wondered what they might think of us. Unlike Byron’s pack, we kept to ourselves. He was popular and outgoing, while we focused our attention entirely on being invisible. I think this is what I didn’t like about him. He made a point o
The rain’s fall had become heavier by the time school let out. My pack was the first through the doors, running through the street contently. I followed them, smiling at their uncontained excitement. I was a few yards behind when I saw them disappear into the tree line. I glanced behind me to make sure no one had noticed us, before stepping into the forest. When I was far enough in, I dropped my backpack and shifted. The feeling of shifting is a hard to describe. At first it’s painful, with all your bones transitioning to take a new form. It’s not an overwhelming pain, unless done repeatedly in a day. There is a magical aspect in changing form though, one that allows us to appear wearing clothes when we shift back to human form. I appreciate this aspect the most. The rain soaked my fur as I ran. There was nothing that compared to the feeling of my paws hitting the ground at an unhuman speed. I dashed through the trees and bushes,
The bell rang for the second time that day, indicating class was in session. Mr. Hing slammed his book shut and pushed up his wiry glasses. He faced the class with a dull smile and said good morning. Only a few people responded, to which he began addressing our more recent assignment. I listened while spacing out, my mind wandering to lunch with Byron’s pack again. This was the only class I had without any of my packmates, so I didn’t know have anyone to talk to. The only people I knew were Ava and Damien, sitting in the front row. I caught a glance from Damien and he gave a small smile, easing my mind slightly. I nodded to him, but our attention returned to the front when someone walked in. “Oh, good!” Mr. Hing waved him in. “Everyone, this is Hugo. I understand you were late yesterday?” Hugo nodded uncomfortably. “Sorry.” Mr. Hing chuckled. “You didn’t miss anything. I have
I checked the time on my phone again, sighing. It was five-thirty; I would have to head out soon. My father had been in a confidential meeting with the other Alphas for over an hour now. Luckily, Byron and the other youths in his pack had joined us. We’d been given more time to spend with each other, even in this dire situation. We’d begun our time talkative and friendly, but now, we were sitting in the living room sharing the same dreary expressions. Every once in a while, we’d hear someone raise their voice in the study, but other than that we didn’t know what was going on. Byron gave me a small smile and nudged me. “They’ll figure something out soon.” he tried to reassure me. I shook my head. “I won’t be here for it. I have somewhere to be.” Fyn raised his head. “Where are you off to?” “I’m meeting Hugo at the library to discuss the pr
He slammed into me at full force, his jaws snapping at my throat. I whined as I hit the ground under his weight. My shoulder was protesting in pain, and I heard the sound of my stitches tearing. I retaliated by scratching furiously at the wolf’s underbelly. The smell of his blood satisfied me, but it wasn’t enough to down him. He howled in frustration and sank his teeth into my wounded shoulder. Out of pain, I reacted by latching onto his front leg. I bit down and felt his bone crunch in my jaw. He let go and whined as he fell off me. I jumped to my feet and took my place in front of Hugo again. I only had a second to see his expression, but he was horrified. The snapping and snarling of the other two wolves brought my attention back to them. They growled, approaching very slowly. The golden wolf was limping, but he took his place in between them, teeth bared. I responded by snapping my jaw warningly. He snapped back. They moved closer and I was forced back furthe
“Insubordination is punishable by death, Natalia.” Cedric’s voice was dripping with irritation. “May I remind you.” I met his eyes. “I agreed to the union only after I graduated. I don’t care what kind of power trip you’re on, Shadowfang has fulfilled their debt to you.” He took a step closer to me, menace in his expression. He looked like he might kill me right then and there. I bit my tongue, wondering if I should’ve listened and obliged. To my surprise, Byron stood and put a hand on his father’s chest to stop him. When he spoke, his tone was cool and collected. “We agreed to this when we were very young, father. We have known our place since we were ten. Natalia isn’t opposing the union; she’s simply asking us to uphold our end of the deal. Redclaw and Shadowfang agreed to letting the youths graduate first. Pushing the date up is voiding the agreement.” Cedric’s face contorted to anger, before he calmed again. He
The bell yanked me from my thoughts and I shook my head out of the fog. I tugged on the shirt Zara had picked out for me that morning. It was an irritably low cut, skin tight tee that left little to the imagination. According to her, it was good to attract my mate before the union. Not that Byron didn’t already seem interested, but I wasn’t particularly comfortable trying to attract anyone. Luckily, the tee covered my bandaged shoulder well. It ached as I bent to pull my books out of my bag for first period. Someone burst through the door and everyone looked up. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Hugo give Mr. Hinge a shy smile and hurry to his seat. I caught sight of Damien giving him a distasteful look before returning to his notes. Hugo waved to the human boy sitting on his other side and hurriedly pulled out his books while Hinge started his lesson. I didn’t dare look in his direction, suddenly remembering our last encounter. I hadn’t