My past.

10.

Alexakis pov

As I carried the girl in my arms, I was reminded of the fact that I had no real home to take the girl over to. I never had any home, to begin with.

Except with the wolves I live with. And when I say wolves, I meant the real ones.

I never knew what my identity was. I didn't know if I belonged together with the wolves or with the humans. All I knew was that I grew up with the wolves. They were the only family I had. It wasn't until recently that I found out that I was even a human myself.

The change had happened even very rapidly, and that too in the camp of hunters. One of them spotted me and that was how I sustained all the injuries that I did. It was while I was escaping from the humans that I ventured into the territory of the human girl and she helped treat my sustained wounds.

Now that I have to take the girl somewhere to recuperate, I didn't know if I should do it with the wolves or take her to an actual hospital. Do I even know how these places work?

Deciding that there was no other way to treat this matter if I wanted to save her life, I made my way to the wolves' packhouse, in the cave where we were all together. I just hoped the wolves would take it easy and accept the human girl.

As I walked, I was forced to look at her face. I didn't fail to see that she was an interesting mix. Her green eyes contradicted her red hair in the most obvious way possible. Her cat-like eyes, which were closed, showed lines that could make others jealous. I also didn't fail to see how fragile and thin she looked. I knew that was the fault of the people she stayed with. If she so much as fed and rest well, I was very sure she would add enough flesh to make her look very healthy.

The moment my eyes fell on her injury, I grunted. I adjusted her well I'm my arms to make her feel even more comfortable. I hurried up with my walk to get to the cave faster and help her treat the wound.

After another fifteen minutes of walking and I found myself standing I'm front of the cave. The moment the wolves smelt me, they all rushed out and began to circle me. I let out our sound and they all responded. I let out a happy howl, happy to be back among people, or rather animals, that care a lot about my well-being despite finding out that I was no longer one of them as we've always thought.

My mind went back to the night when the wolves and I were out hunting for food and I experienced my first transformation.

It had smelled like food some miles away and we had all wolves out, eager to get to the prey. When the moonlight touched me, I felt in my bones that something was going on within me. I just don't know what. I was still thinking snout why it felt like my body was on fire before the hunters came out of nowhere and began to shoot at us.

While all the other wolves were running healter-skelter, trying to find a way to escape from the attacks we were experiencing, I found that I couldn't move. My body felt raw and on fire. My bones hurt, and my eyes seemed to lose their light for a few seconds. And then, it was happening... The transformation.

Right in front of all the hunters and all the wolves, I changed from the wolf I had always been all my lives to a human being, like those hunters who were hellbent on making us lose our lives. And then, I transform back into a wolf.

I could still remember how much my transformation had fazed everyone present that day and the fight was temporarily forgotten as they stared at me, mortified by the kind of magic they were seeing. I understood their perplexed state since that was what I was experiencing myself.

It was what had driven me straight into the forest. I sustained many injuries from running like a wild mad animal. It was when I didn't know what else to do about the white situation that I met my savior. Perhaps, if I knew that my very presence would affect her life so much, I wouldn't have stayed when she asked me to leave. I would have gone far away from her, never to look back.

The growl of the wolves brought me back to the present and I blinked. I batted my eyelashes at them when I realized that the smell of blood was drawing them into the girl. I made lod clicking sound to tell them that she was harmless, injured, and, needed their help to survive. They all rallied around and gave approving sounds.

Happy to have their support, I got into the cave straight and laid the girl down on the floor. I made a motion to two of the wolves and let them know I needed food for the human. Half of the park went off into the forest to hunt for prey. I made the remaining half of the pack promise to protect the girl with their lives while I went off to search for the same kind of leaves I saw that strange man used in healing the girl.

Soon enough, I returned with the same kind of leaves. I followed the same procedure I saw the man take and treated the injury again. By the time I was done, the girl was running some kind of high temperature. I got some water and kept splashing it on her to keep the temperature down. After the other wolves returned with a freshly killed hyena, we all waited to see what would become of the fate of the girl.

Whether she dies or survives.