Lost in the wood

             Jasmine's pov

Where are the goddamn roads?

A chill traveled down my spine as my eyes wandered around the woods. I've been running for two hours. Two fucking hours.

What were mothers words to me again?

"Stay out of trouble and by all means do not illegally cross the borders of other kingdoms," she had always warned.

I've always been known to obey my parent's words since obviously they were the Alpha and Luna of my pack but basically because I was your typical introvert. A dorky one at that.

About three hours ago, I left my dorm room for some fresh air when I couldn't get any more ideas penned down. I suffered heavily from writer's block, and I have a deadline to meet by next week. It was as if my idea juice dried up. I parked my car on the paved road, but I  unconsciously entered the woods, the part which was set apart for only the inhabitants of Allouez. 

The wolf's kingdom was divided into four. The domains were grouped according to the colors of the fur.

Brown shadow pack (brown fur— kingdom Alleouz), headed by Alpha Aurthur and Luna Bella.

Black Moon pack (black fur— kingdom Arlington) headed by Alpha Greenwood and Luna Loretta.

Green moss pack (green fur— kingdom Bloomfield ), headed by Alpha Aloysius and Alpha Natalie.

And lastly, the White Claw pack  (White fur— kingdom Blanchard-Ville ) headed by Alpha Lucien and Luna Lucy, my parents.

I know I should have stopped and explained to them that it was a mistake instead of making it seem like it was an imposter or a lone Wolf, but I couldn't. I was too scared.

I groaned to myself before kicking the mud off my paws. I needed to find an exit as I could no longer hold my chasers off. I needed to escape. The woods were dark, with barely any source of light. The branches snapped behind me, and a soughing growl made its way to my ears.

They were here.

I realized they were trying to circle me then ambush me, but I didn't give up just yet. I've been taught many escape tactics, and I wasn't going about to put my mother to shame.

I found myself on the paved road outside the woods. As soon as I touched the ground, I shifted to my human form. Cold air greeted my skin, and I wrapped my hand around my bare breast before heading towards my car parked by the woods.

Once inside, I glanced back at the woods, searching for lurking danger, but I didn't find any. "Phew," I breathed out, then rested my head on the stirring. Another sigh escaped my mouth.

"That was close," I mumbled to myself before twisting my key inside my car ignition and switching the engine on. With one roar, my jeep rolled out of the woods.

The panic welled in my chest calmed down as I swallowed the iced saliva stuck in my throat.  The college building appeared in my view... Manville.

Manville, the only city, dominated by humans, just as the name implied. A mayor ruled the town. Governor Micheal Whites.

As per the laws that governed the territory, werewolves are not to snap at each other or humans on the city ground. Blood could only be shed in the woods.

I tend to associate more with humans a lot more than I do with werewolves. Something that I found really interesting because humans are more palatable than humans. And are always interested in listening to wolves' stories and learning whatever trick you teach them—Unlike the wolves.

Sparkling blue and golden lights flashed over me as I reached the parking lot outside my dorm, and I swerved to the space therein to park my car and quickly put on my jeans and T-shirt.

A gasp escaped my lungs as the loud sound of my phone ringing cut through the silence in my car. I quickly grabbed the phone from the passenger seat to check the caller. I hoped it wasn't a mother. That woman had a way of sensing when someone was in danger, even when the person stayed 20,000 kilometers from her.

That was an exaggeration, of course. But danger sensing at a long distance is a common trait for all primordial. 

"Ha! Thank you graciously!" I exclaimed when I checked the caller's ID, and I saw it wasn't my mother calling. Hell, it wasn't even a wolf call.

It was Miranda. 

"Hey, " I said as I answered the call. 

"Hey yourself. I have been waiting for you for hours now! I thought you were supposed to be back by 8?" She snapped, sounding exhausted and irritated.

"Uh, yeah. "  my reply was clipped. "I'm just down. I was parking my car. I will be there in a moment. Stay put!"

"Whatever!" She fired. "Just another minute, and if you don't show up by then, I will leave without you. " she sounded convinced that I was lying... That I wasn't parking my car.

"Stepping into the elevator," I stomped my feet harder on the ground. "Hear that? That's the sound of my feet on the marble floor. You know how footsteps sound on marbles, right?" I asked, forgetting I was talking to a human.

"Yes. And I know how you sound when you lie,"  she replied wittily.

This girl!

I ended the call when I realized she wasn't buying my confessions. I walked inside the building, waving at the security guards, smiling brightly at them, to which they replied with the same energy. Do you see? Another perk of humans. 

So lovely.

I walked inside the elevator, and after pressing the green button and punching my floor number, I rested my head on the talk glass wall, closed my eyes, and heaved a sigh of relief. I was enjoying the cocoon of the ride up.

Well, it has been such a tough evening.

I raised my head and opened my eyes when I heard the bing sound of the elevator, telling me I'd reached my desired floor and that I was now safe, but boy, was I wrong? The lights suddenly went off, then boom! There was a crash...