His warrior, his luna, his mate

Allison

Allison P.O.V

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Running as fast as my four paws would take me and my heart drumming in my chest. I nudged myself to run faster and faster looking for some place to hide. As a sudden rush of relief passes through my body my heart rate slowly coming back to normal.

My name is Allison though I'm sure you all ready know that at the age of 13 I was disowned by my parents for having the wolf gene thankfully they never handed me over to the hunters. I'm sure you all wondering what hunter is.

A hunter is a human apart of a big group set out and trained to kill werewolves. They think that because we can change into a big animal that that makes us a monster well they a very wrong about that.

After being disowned I chose to run away I didn't want to live in place that resented me I mean would you. People you once loved that you thought were your family the people that were suppose to love you and care for you and all ways have your back turned out to really be traitors. That's why I had to get away.

By now I was sure I was out of sight I had been running for what felt like years but was in fact only a couple of hours. As I look up for some reassurance that they are gone my heart stops. I feel as if i cant move as if some one or something is staring down at me all most glaring at me. I was motionless yet to my surprise not speechless as I decided to call out.

" Who's there I demand to know " all most being able to hear the fright laced in my voice. As I stand waiting for an answer I am pinned to the ground with quite some force.

I find my self staring into big green eyes. So fixated on there eyes I decide to turn. I can feel my claws extracting from my fingertips my breathing becomes heavy and my eyes turn black with rage and anger as my bones all crack one by one.

And with in no time at all I was in wolf form I am a pure white wolf I was very big for a female wolf though. A white wolf is very rare only one is born every 200 years due to the facts that they are very powerful every thing a normal wolf can do I can do 10 times better my sense of smell and taste and my strength is heightened the only down side to it is that they are hunted the most because they are seen as more of a threat and another reason is that when a white wolf feels pain physically or emotionally it is heightened drastically more than a normal wolf.

Those green eyes I was once looking at where now looking at the ground in realisation. As I stood tall and proud I inched closer until I was finally glaring down at the wolf him self that may I point out never thought twice about attacking me. A dark growl irrupted from my chest as I stood towering over the mutt baring my pearly white canines at him.

A small whimper escaped his mouth as I came back to reality to see my paw on his throat pinning him down to the leaf covered floor.

The sudden feeling of relief flashed through his eyes yet so did regret. I quickly but cautiously lifted my paw and took a few steps back fearing my wolf side of me wouldn't quite be able to. I stood there in a daze as I watched the figure retreating sceptically.