The Witch's Wolf

My alarm sounded loudly, reminding me of my obligations in the day. I sighed hard, snaking my hands from the blanket and grabbing my phone to turn it off. "Eloise you need to wake up. You know Delmar hates being left waiting," my mother's voice warned from the other side of the door. She was right, he had quite the temper.  I swung my legs over the side of the bed and rubbed my eyes sleepily as I walked to the tiny worn down closet. People in my faction didn't have much. We didn't have the space or money for many possessions. I reached in pulling out a grey shirt and faded denim skinny jeans I'd owned for a few years now. Another yawn escaped my lips as I laced up my worn out black boots.  "Eloise!" My mom yelled, causing me to roll my eyes as I quickly went to the mirror and started to brush my hair. It was barely to my shoulders. After.... him , Luna Hylda and Alpha Finn cut it off. They used it as a way to shame

"Eloise," a ghastly voice whispered into my mind. My eyes shot open, staring at Julian who was now knelt next to my bed. "Hey there sunshine. Hurry up and take this pill before your mom wakes up." I opened my mouth to protest but he just tossed it into my mouth and covered it with his hand. I swallowed it beginning to cough and watched as Julian turned into a big cloud of smoke. Tiny little squeaks erupted as a milky white bat stared at me, it's piercing golden eyes letting me know he'd transformed to hide. He quickly crawled to my hand, impatiently nudging me as he tried to gain entrance to the blankets to hide. My eyes softened as I instead picked him up, my cutesy voice coming out," look at you! You're so... so adorable! With those big goofy ears and pretty fuzzy fuzz." I let out a few awws, pinching and poking at his cute little face. Julian began to squeak at me in protest, surely cursing my existence if I had been

The medic left to give us privacy to catch up. I happily ate. We shared the cake as I felt too full to finish it. It had been so long since I'd seen my friend that I was overcome with happiness. I had spoken more to him in the last few hours than I had in years. Gerwulf told me of the creation of the Ash Walker pack and how he'd struggled in the beginning. His pack had been mainly composed of rogues he felt he'd trusted in the beginning. Now they had a beautiful town, and he'd begun expanding the territory. I didn't have to be told to know that meant he'd absorbed the packs he'd defeated. I knew he would change either from being an alpha or living a rogue life but a part of me hoped he'd always be a gentle soul. My skin started to itch and I became uncomfortable. It felt like I couldn't sit still at all. Gerwulf glanced down at his watch, letting me know it was closing in on midnight. He gently scooped me up, and hastily walked through the c

Julian was the first to move, turning his head as if he wanted to kiss me again but I quickly moved my face to the other side. This was the worst place possible for something like that. "What.... in the... fuck?" Simon was the first to speak up. Confusion was etched into everybody's faces as they watched Julian return affection being turned into a giant kitten again. His loud purring erupted and I smiled as I went along with it scratching behind his ears and making baby sounds at him. Vance began uncontrollably laughing, and not long after Dietrich followed. Simon dared to get closer as he pulled out his phone all to happy to record Julian's purely blissfully smiling face and cat like purring. "Julian weren't you just calling yourself a killing machine last week?" Beth managed to speak between laughs, holding onto her pregnant belly as she wiped tears away. I just smiled more, re

I had hurt him, he felt it all. My parents always told me it was an agonizing feeling for any mated and marked wolf to feel their other being unfaithful. Gerwulf's face was filled with anger, trying to disguise the hurt that he was feeling. The flood gates opened and I put my head into my hands, not wanting to cry while I looked at him," I couldn't... I couldn't push him away. It's like my mind wanted to but my body was physically incapable." Anger slipped through my voice. Gerwulf's eyes turned black slowly and he turned his back to me beginning to pace. His arms and hands kept moving, sometimes rubbing his hands through his hair and other times pulling it. He was fighting with his wolf, whatever was being said was angering them both. It seemed even years later his wolf was powerful enough to slip through and take over. I watched for a few minutes as he paced the room, becoming more sporadic. It was