The Calling

Chapter 2After dragging for some time I see his rib wound start to bleed, friction from the drag opening up the wound more. I think for a bit before removing my leggings under my jeans and using them to push the open wound back in place and making a knot around his ribs to keep the skin in place. It’s still dark as hell and I sit back catching my breath when the call of fear comes to my ears.Being unable to ever forget the sickening memory that accompanied the sound my body begins to tremble. I see them showing me a very well hidden hollowed-out tree. Getting the meaning I frantically drag us inside, tumbling and falling all along the way, still hearing them call to me.Now inside I feel less cold and with his body pushed up against me I notice how high his body temperature is. We are completely covered in mud and I try and push more into the tree when I hear the crush of leaves, then came a growl.What was that? A chill runs up my spine, my body shakes with fear and I hear the cal

Chapter 4I wake to find my entire body heavy and sore. I try and sit up but is met with searing back pain and decide to lay down again. I rub my eyes seeking clarity and when they adjust to the light I see that I am in a hospital.I look to my right seeing my arm hooked to an IV and cringe. I hated needles, nothing that intimidating looking should penetrate skin.Looking at my arm I see blue bruising along the inside, my ankle is killing me along with my back and head. I did fall a few times trying to get into the tree and I suppose dragging the bear was not agreeing with my ankle. If I get on that scale and I am not lighter after all this I am ending bear man myself.A lady that I assume was a nurse walked in, “ oh, good your awake. Everyone has been waiting.”I furrow my brow…’everyone?’ I had no identification on me, who could possibly be waiting for me. Also thank god I was taken to a hospital and the buff boys didn’t murder me out in the woods. What the hell was I thinking relax

Chapter 6I strain to open my eyes against the bright lights, did I pass out again? Shit, the stress was getting to me. I have only ever passed out once in my life before, however, since arriving in the woods my body seemed determined to break my personal record by doing another two within a 48-hour period. My head felt heavy as I sat up and I felt all my previous aches return with a fury.I start looking around to see I am in the same room as before and jolt when I see the cult leader sitting in the armchair, hunched over with his elbows on his knees, looking straight at me. Alec is standing just outside behind him on a call.Satan bear and I stare at each other for a while before Alec steps back into the room. “ Oh your up, how are you feeling?”“Horrendous” I answer and demonic bear is still staring at me without speaking. His face devoid of emotion. After a very long and awkward silence, he goes to speak. “Why did you run?” His eyes focused on me and I could have sworn his eyes ha

Chapter 8Cain POVThe rogues are retreating, bastards did not deserve to get away. I catch my breath before pursuing them. I needed one alive, I had questions that needed to be answered. I rush at a lone rogue, our bodies colliding and barreling into a tree. My back took the brunt of the impact.My vision blurs, and I stagger to my feet, the rogue takes off. I push forward as far as I can before the last bit of my strength leaves me. The wolfsbane had halted my healing, my injuries were overwhelming. My consciousness fades and I wonder if this is how I die. I was sure one of the rogues would come to finish me off....I hear my wolf in the back of my mind urging us to get up. My eyes fly open, I see sharp lights and a white ceiling. The scent of disinfectant is thick in the air, the wolfsbane had been scrubbed from my wound. I sit up on the bed, the wounds across my chest and arms healed perfectly. I am wearing scrub bottoms from one of the hospital staff I assume.I start to wonder

Chapter 10Cain POVLearning the name of my mate had been the only highlight of my day. I blocked off my love crazed wolf to help maintain control and not freak her out. Yet I managed to have her fall on her ass, scare the shit out of her, have a panic attack and pass out all in the neat little pocket of an hour.I have been doing splendidly. After she woke up we learned her name along with her adorable little theory about the pack. I lost control for a second and my wolf lashed out at her for mistaking us for a bear. A demonic one at that. Her mind was doing the best it could to fit the pieces together and she had no idea how accurate her little bear joke was.We were a pack of werewolves not bears, but the animal reference was spot-on. I loved how despite her being scared she burst out in anger and said what she had been keeping bottled up inside. Alec attempted to deter her cult assumptions but she did not look convinced.I did not blame her, we weren’t giving her any explanations.