RIVER VALLEYS PAST

Chapter 4

An ear piercing howl echoed throughout the forest. It's was a beautiful night, the dark blue skies lingering above. Decorated with shimmering silver star's and a pale white crescent moon. Tree's blurred as heavy paw's padded against the damp forest grass. Winds caressing it's silver fur as it dogded branches, leaping over fallen trees and fluffy shrubs.

With each difficult corner it turned, the closer it got to it's destination. It's sparkling blue orbs glimmering in the moonlight as it came to a complete stop, gathering dirt under it's paws. It's nose lift above it's head, sniffing the fresh air around it. It growled, taking a step back, as the fresh air became tainted with that of rotten flesh. It's ears perked up at the silent sound of a snapping twig.

"Here pup, I know you're out here" the dangerous voice echoed, edging closer to it's currently position. "Here Zoila, come here my little fox" his voice was sickly sweet, as poisonous as a snake's venom. It whimpered, backing away slowly as his horrid face came into it's line of view. Her fox slowly releasing her from its hold. Turning her back into her human form. Her silver curls fall down her back, in messy waves, her light silver orbs held that of fear. Her pale skin was covered in bruises, both old and new. Bruises she had received since birth and since recently.

"Stay away from me" she growled in a low tone, her toe dipping into the ground, pushing herself forward into a run. The cold air bashing against her fragile skin as she neared the forbidden area of the forest. The Dome was the boundary separating the in land of River Valley from the out land. No one has ever been able to cross due to the forcefield protecting the city. She was willing to take the risk, being killed by the dome, are by the hands of the man who has tortured her all her life. Bracing herself for the worse as her body slammed into the field. But the moment she got close, the energy surrounding the city flickered. The electric volts flowed through her body violently. Her body was pushed forward, into an unknown world of mystery and from what she has heard, peace.

She gasped at the sight, the beauty that was before her. The color spreading throughout the meadow was beyond beautiful. It wasn't like anything she had ever seen, the meadows on the other side was either withering are being eaten by beast of all nature. The flower's were never left to grow like the one's she was looking at. Pushing off her feet, she found herself strolling through the meadow, admiring the sheer beauty of the yellow petals on each sunflower. Bumble bees flying from one sunflower to the other gathering nectar, small birds fluttering around each.

It was a fascinating sight that had her in awe, a sight that has truly captivated her. She hadn't realized the two young man making their way towards her slowly like a predator hunting it's prey. She paused, as soon as she began to reach out to touch the petals. Sniffing the fresh air around her. She could smell something approaching, something she had never smelt before.

"State your name and business" a voice exclaimed, she gasped, turning to face the young men standing there. Her scent alone sent their wolves on edge. Her scent was one they had never smelt before. The scent of an outlaw. But there was something lingering with the scent around her that made the first one uneasy.

"Hi, I'm-" she began in a perky tone, a smile playing on her dry thin lips, taking a step forward. Stopping in her track's as one of the men growled. Her eyes widen in realization, they were werewolves. She had never seen actually werewolves before. She had seen many rouge's, but they were more wolf than human. "Your a werewolf" she smiled, her gaze traveling over them in curiosity.

"And your trespassing" the man on the right stated in a calm tone. While his friend stood there in a daze, his blue eyes hazed over as he communicated through mind link. "Your an outlaw?" He asked, tilling his head to the side of examining the young lady that stood before him at five feet five inches with a giddy smile playing on her lips

"I.. I- am" she stuttered, unsure how they'd react knowing she was not one of them. Her smile flickering slightly as their gaze bored into her pale fragile skin. One stare holding sympathy and the other was clear of any emotions. She gulped, holding her breath as other young man spoke.

"Follow us, the alpha wishes to speak with you" he said, stepping to the side, his hand gesturing for her to walk with them. She nods, trailing not to far behind him while his friend strolled behind her, examining her from head to toe as they walk. Her ragged clothes barely covering her small body.

"I'm Rainer by the way" he said, tilting his head to the side with a gentle smile. His shoulder length brunette curls falling over his face. "The jackass up front is Jackson" he continued, pointing at the blonde leading the way. "How about you" he asked, turning to face her with a smile. She flushed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears.

"I'm Zoila, its nice to meet you"

It wasn't long until they arrived at an opening over looking small town with people going about their daily lives. Slowly venturing down the small hill into the town below, heads turning as they walked through the town.

"What's that scent"

"Who is that"

"She smells funny"

She could hear them whispering, murmuring to one another as she past. The welcoming smile she held flickered, holding her gaze to the cement beneath her feet. She wasn't expecting to be welcomed with opened arms, she was an outlaw after all. Nothing like them, that's for sure. But she wanted nothing but to feel accepted by someone, anyone. The same way her mother accepted and loved her, despite being controlled by that man she grew to hate.

A light knock pulled her from her thought, a light conformation came from the other side before they entered. The room was nothing like she's ever seen before, she's been in abandoned buildings and old cottages, but nothing like this. The house it's was magnificent in her eyes. The room was decorated in crimson red covering the walls, with a floor length window over looking a beautiful garden on the west wig of the house. You could see children playing and admiring the flowers as they grew, it was truly a sight to see. 

      "Alpha, this is the outlaw I was informing you about" Jackson said, pulling Zoila from the daze she caught herself in. Jackson stood firm with his hand firmly clasped behind his back, as the Alpha slowly turn to face them.