Born Enemies, Fated Mates

Yeneffer

"Go! Run to the safehouse!!"

Another loud bang took the air by shock. The earth shook violently beneath us as her soil splashed roughly onto our skins. Father growled, spreading his entire body over the both of us, protecting us from the impact. By the time the dust settled, the safe house had become one with it.

Then he faced me again.

"Take your sister. Go as far away from here as possible. Do not look back! Do not stop!"

As he pushed us away, his naked body shifted quickly into his mega sized wolf form.

"Go!!!" The last word he uttered as human. It continued into a long growl as he turned around in fury, ready to tear the limbs of the ones after our lives.

I took Diana's hands by the wrist and we both made a run for it. The farther we made it away, the more I fought the terrible urge to take one last look at what had become of my pack.

The Bluewinter pack was known for its long history of valour, strength, bravery and immense resilience. It was our pride, it was our honour. We were respected for it by every other pack. Every other wolves. Except for the Sunfyre pack. They had always envied us, despised our spirit even way back in the books of record.

They used to be ordinary rogues full of envy and hatred. Just some unpleasant and unwilling wolves who loved to break the rules of the moon goddess. But that was in the past.

Over the past thirty years, way before I was born, the Sunfyre pack had grown immensely in strength and power. By some terrible work of destiny, they had found the gift of order and cooperation, and they had conquered the world of humans. According to the news that manage to reach us in the mountains, the president, the prime minister, the government cabinet, the entire human army and every other person of interest now answered to Alpha Denver.

Their plan was to destroy every other werewolf pack, a greed to reign supreme over all.

Now they hunted us with human weapons made by human scientists. They amplified their wolf strengths with some strange technology which we had no chance against. They tore into our packs during our weakest moments and sought to destroy us from within.

I would probably not see father again. In order to save the life of his daughters, he had sustained several injuries from that explosion. How would he be able to fight against those over powered beasts?

"Yeneffer!" Diana panted heavily, trying to pull her hand away from mine. "I'm tired. I can't go on anymore."

"We have to keep running, Diana. You heard father, we can't let our guard down. The Sunfyres might be behind us."

"But... Please..." She was super exhausted, wet with blood, sweat and tears. It pained me to see my sweet innocent little sister in such hurt. She was just thirteen years of age and I was seventeen. Neither of us had gotten our wolves yet so running all this way to the city was a tough task.

"Okay... Just a few minutes." I reconsidered, feeling tired myself. We were now in the thick forest and the sounds of battle was no longer reaching our ears. Maybe the battle was over, or maybe we are just too far away now.

"Do you think we will win?" Diana's little voice asked. I knew the chances were close to zero. Even though my pack prepared so well for this encounter, we were taken unaware by the Sunfyres. They came when we least expected it as though we had a traitor among us who misdirected us. Also we had fewer fighters. So many good men and women died in the several random attacks that the Sunfyres did before this big battle. Lastly, we couldn't stand their advanced technology.

"I don't think so..." I muttered without realising.

"So do you think daddy is dead?"

My eyes shot red this time. My father was the strongest man I knew. He had survived many battles beside the alpha, he wouldn't just die easily. Yet the chances that he lived after going back into that death field were invisible.

"He could have just come with us. Why didn't he?" My sister sobbed painfully, and I almost joined her in tears.

Holding her hands, we remained in a sad embrace, knowing that we might have no more family in this world. Then I heard the leaves rustle.

Two dark red eyes peered at us from behind the trees, and a silent snarl emitted slowly. The air suddenly grew cold, and I could feel the hair behind my neck stand in terror. I knew this feeling, it meant we were in trouble.

"Let's go!"

With an amount of strength I didn't know I possessed, I pulled Diana off the ground swiftly and made a run for it. A loud rumble ensued behind us afterwards. We were being chased!

"Go! Go!! Go!! Don't look back!"

Over the tall plants which stuck out their pointy branches, the pointy branches which took a bite of our skin as we raced on, ignoring the pain, and the slippery grasses which threatened to pull us off our feets with every step.

Now we were racing through a downward slope. It seemed that the monster chasing us was only having fun with our misery, else we would have been torn apart by now.

I took a quick look to be certain, I shouldn't have. The size of the wolf I saw was unimaginable. The shock made me trip over and land face down, my grip of Diana breaking away. Rolling and rolling we both did till my belly collided with a huge tree stem and my sister continued on out of sight.

Diana reached the foot of the hill where she returned to her feet, searching for me.

"Yeneffer!!" She cried.

"Go... Go!!!" I screamed with every last breathe in me. If my fate was to die in the hands of a rogue alpha, then so be it. As long as my sister escaped this tragedy or the sight of it.

She hesitated at first but when the loud roars came over my head in full speed, Diana had no other choice, her eyes corrupted with the tears that filled them.

"Goodbye sister..." While she scurried away, I whispered to myself, standing up to face the beast who was now directly at my back.

Turning around, I came face to face with an alpha wolf who shared more semblance with a demon from hell. Whatever those humans came up with, it probably removed every ounce of humanity left in werewolves to create this monster. To make them stronger, they made them complete animals.

Fangs gnawed at my face, only stopping by the breadth of a hair strand. I was waiting to be killed, eyes closed in readiness. It took a while of silence, after which a strange yet familiar voice followed.

"Yeneffer Bianco, you certainly look just the same way."

It was a cold voice, sending shivers down my spine. But I opened my eyes anyway, I wasn't ready to be intimidated by my own enemies.

Right in front of me, naked and bare in every form, was a tall muscular figure of a man wearing the familiar face of a childhood friend.

"Vermino?" I recognised him at once, my girlhood crush.