Sia’s POV
I keep running even though I can’t see where I am going. I stop after a while to catch my breath and take in my surroundings. Shit! Looks like I have run away from the town. I am surrounded by thick trees all around and there is not a vehicle to be seen on the road. The road looks deserted and the tall pine trees lining the road cast an eerie look. I try not to spook myself. Am I hearing voices behind the tress? Do I see eyes behind the trees staring at me? I shake the feeling off and keep walking. My stomach is rumbling louder than ever and I become increasingly aware of the angry complaints of my stomach. It was at times like these that made me realize how rotten my fate was and how much I missed my parents.
Why did I have to be so unfortunate that I couldn’t even manage a job? I wanted to pay back the orphanage for everything they had done for me. They had raised me all these years and even though it was not a pleasant experience to live there at least I had a roof over my head. They had fed and clothed me and sent me to school. It was my bad luck that I could not get a job or the position I had applied for. I was feeling too tired. I just wanted to give up, just collapse and end the whole ordeal. Who was I living for anyway? I wiped the tears away. What was the point of it all? But I was too cowardly to end it too. I was too scared of the pain. If I was not, I probably would have ended my life long ago instead of bearing all the humiliation thrown at me.
I looked at the darkness behind the trees. Well, there were bound to be other plants behind these trees. I remember being taken to the forest here on a field trip. If I am lucky I could find some fruits to eat. A forest would certainly have something that I could eat for sure. The more I thought about it, the more the idea appealed to me. Surely there wouldn’t be any wild animals close to the highway due to the sound of the passing vehicles. I take a few steps inside away from the road and enter the forest. Thankfully today is a full moon day and there is some light on the path below. I am not completely blind because of the moonlight. I walk deeper trying to find anything edible. I can only see rows and rows of the thick silver oak trees and a few dried bushes here and there. I am starting to get frustrated when I come across banana trees growing on a thick plantation. I can’t believe my eyes. I drop my bag and reach for the low-lying bananas.
I gobble them hungrily. I must have eaten at least five when the rumbling in my stomach stops and I feel satiated. I realize that these are the sweetest bananas I had ever eaten in my entire life and not just because I was famished. I was almost always famished in the orphanage anyway. That was the reason I was a size zero, girls in my school envied my figure and asked me how I maintained such a perfect size zero. It was not difficult when you could only have one or two meals a day which barely filled my stomach. Still, I had survived somehow and had never gone a day without food. I was under the impression that today I might just have to go hungry but I guess fate decided that it had tortured me enough and helped me find these delicious fruits.
I spot oranges growing on the trees further in the moonlight and head towards the orange trees. I pluck one and peel off the outer layer and eat one slice. It is again juicy and delicious. I eat two oranges and I am full. I am neither thirsty nor hungry. For the first time in my life, I feel I have eaten until my stomach could accommodate no more. I felt full. Satiated. The cool forest breeze feels amazing and I feel refreshed. I feel like the forest is welcoming me, I feel at home. So strange to be feeling at home in the forest when I never felt like I belonged in the middle of civilization. Now here in the lap of nature, I was able to find what I never could at the orphanage. A feeling of belonging. Maybe that is the reason nature is called a mother as he welcomes everyone with open arms. Even though I had lost my birth mother my mother nature was ensuring that I was cared for.
In the silence, I could hear the sound of a stream. I decided to wash my face and hands in the cool waters of the stream and then find a place to crash. I should probably find a big tree or a cave to sleep on so that I can avoid any wild animals. I could come up with a plan of where to go and what to do in the morning. I was too tired to try and find a community shelter or a homeless shelter at this time of the night. Moreover, my full stomach was making me sleepy too. I head towards the sound of the stream. I can even smell the fragrance of wet mud that was probably from the banks of the river flowing here. I get closer and see the clear waters. I wash my face and hands in the stream and take a handful of the running clear water. I drink it with relish. It feels like the purest water ever. I am tempted to take off my clothes and get inside the water for a bath. But it probably is not a good idea.
Even though I had been lucky enough so far to have escaped being spotted by a wild animal. Trying to swim in the river would be tempting fate. All wild animals would come to the stream eventually to drink water and I had to get away from here as soon as possible. Besides, I didn’t know how deep the river was or how strong the currents were. I retreat from the stream and head towards the trees when I hear the sound of twigs snapping and leaves rustling. Something was coming towards the stream. Damn it! I had to hide quickly. I started climbing the banks of the river and tried to get up to higher grounds. When I saw what was causing the sounds I froze on the spot.
A greyish-white wolf! It could be a cuddly Siberian husky except for its size. It is like a giant dog. I come to my senses and realize the danger that I am in. This was not a pet dog. It was a wolf and a freakishly large one at that. I had to get to safety. How do I escape this wolf? Was it going to eat me right here? Shit! What have I got myself into? Was it the end of my life? The wolf was not baring its fangs at me. it seemed like it was just observing me but what did I know about wolves and their hunting patterns. It could rip me apart with just one stroke of its powerful claw. I didn’t want to think about the effect of its bite on my neck. Sia, you are so dead I muttered to myself. I looked around trying to find a sharp twig that I could use to ward away the wolf, maybe if I stand my ground and shoo it away with a huge stick or stone then it would run away like a dog. After all the wolves and dogs belonged to the same family didn’t they?
You are out of your mind Sia! Have you seen the size of this wolf? What makes you think that this will be like a street mongrel? There is no way you would frighten this wolf.
My mind was right. Comparing this wolf to a dog was like comparing a house cat to a lioness. I start stepping back slowly trying to put more distance between myself and the wolf. The wolf also starts moving towards me but slowly. Crap, why was the wolf coming towards me? I started retearing faster and a strange thing happened. The wolf moved back into the darkness. I sighed with relief and tried to move away faster but at that instant, another giant wolf appeared. A light brown wolf and I almost peed my pants out of fear. Dear God, the wolf didn’t retreat, but they are ambushing me. I am being hunted by these wolves. Didn’t wolves travel in packs? I am sure going to be dinner to these two wolves tonight, and God knows how many more wolves were present in their pack. I take frightened steps back. My heart pumps faster, adrenaline coursing through my body. I have to make a run for it. I have to try and fight for my life. I can’t just stand here and give up.
Run Sia, Run!
I run as fast as I could, the fastest I have ever run in my life but only for a few meters. I stumble upon a rock and crash hard. I tumble down the slope that leads to the stream. I put my hands out to stop the tumbling but to no avail. I can see my whole life flashing before my eyes. This is it, this is the end of my life. I hit my head on a rock and everything goes black.
Brian Bennet's POV I shifted to my human form and ran up to her. I could see that she had a cut on her forehead which was bleeding profusely. I tried to wipe the cut with the sleeves of her dress and the cut was deep sprouting more blood. I licked her wound without thinking. My Alpha saliva would help in healing the wound. The blood flow slowed down but did not stop completely. I tried putting pressure on the wound but since the forehead is such a delicate area and the skin was slippery with blood, it only made it worse. When I put pressure on her forehead it again increased the flow of blood. Damn It! “Jack, help me” I yelled at him, who stood frozen in his wolf form refusing to shift. “Brian. Why the hell d
Brian Bennet's POV We stop in our tracks. This is not good. I try to mind link back to our Silver Cresent pack perimeter guards asking for help. These pisachs are known to be ruthless and since they are born out of dark magic, it is considered very bad to be bitten by them. Many werewolves prefer to die rather than survive as a wolf pisach hybrid. “Well, well, well what do we have here. I was hoping for a delicious meal of this tasty human and I am rewarded with two playmates too. Looks like we are going to have a lot of fun” the pisach drawls with a glint in his eyes. Jack shifts back to human form “Get away from us. We don’t want any trouble. Go look for a meal elsewhere” The pisach chu
Brian Bennet’s POV I looked at Jack wanting to apologize for the trouble I had gotten him into. He just nodded at me and patted my shoulder. No words were necessary. Jeremy shook his head and pursed his looks when he looked at the both of us. His face exuded his disapproval. I cast my eyes downwards waiting for my parents to arrive. The girl who was the source of all this trouble was still unconscious, unaware of all the trouble she was going to cause at my pack. It was forbidden to bring a human to the pack ground. It was generally preferred that werewolves fraternize with our own kind. One was to hide the existence of werewolves from humankind and another because humans were weaker and their senses were dull. They had absolutely no sense of direction. They could not smell something unless the scent was extremely strong and their eyesight was a joke. Even if a werewolf took a human as a mat
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Sia’s POV I become aware of sharp pain on my forehead but what I am even more bothered about is how dry my throat is feeling. I am feeling as though my tongue had fallen back onto my throat sealing everything. As if I have swallowed powdered rocks which are stuck in my throat now. I wish I had some water to drink. Water reminds me of the stream where I last drank water and slowly everything comes back in flashes. I sit upright in panic and touch my forehead. I can feel a bandage on my forehead. I look around and see that I am in a clean room which appears like a hospital room. I am alive! How am I alive? The monstrous wolves didn’t kill me. It must have been a miracle. I was sure that I was dead meat. I wonder who had bothered to save me when I was so deep in the forest. I reach for the water kept in
Brian’s POV Was I dreaming or was she blushing when I praised her. The early morning sun rays filtered through the window and were hitting her hair and face. She has beautiful golden blonde hair and pale pink skin. When she blushed the blood rushed to her cheeks making them a beautiful baby pink. Her lips were so delicate and a bright red even though I knew she was not wearing any lipstick. Her body was thin and lithe with enviable curves at all the right places. She looked like she could have been a supermodel. I could not take my eyes away from her beautiful face. “I...I am sorry that you guys are in trouble because of me. I will be out of your hair soon” she said. My heart sank as soon as she uttered those
Sia’s POV Okay, I need to calm down first. Deep breaths Sia, deep breaths. I inhale and exhale deeply but I am not able to keep calm. Shit, I am losing my mind. I jump down from my bed and start pacing across the room. What does all this mean for me? Why did they tell me all about werewolves if they wanted to keep it all a secret from everyone? So Jack and Brian were both werewolves! That explains why I am not dead right now. If they had been wild wolves then I probably wouldn’t be here worrying about all this. So they saved my life and they were telling me all about their secret lives. What do I do with all this information now? Will they just let me get back to my old self? Do I want to go back to my old life? Or a new life as I have no idea where to go or what to do anyway. I should be feeling exhausted with all this information but on the contrary, I feel restless. I feel like going for
Brian’s POV I touch her forehead as if examining her wound but I already know that she has healed fully. If I had not witnessed her bleeding forehead yesterday night then I would have no idea where she was hurt. Her forehead is immaculate without a trace of it being hurt. Maybe I was looking for an excuse to touch her. Her skin is smooth and up close her scent is intoxicating. I inhale her peony scent. Her forehead reaches my neck, she is a good one foot shorter than me. Somehow the fact that she is shorter than me makes me even more attracted to her. She is already out of her hospital gown and dressed in her clothes from last night. They seem to be cleaned and pressed. “You look like you are ready to get discharged” &nbs