The Unfortunate Truth

Shot - 14

I've never been so scared in my life. Like never ever ever. As a werewolf, you never think that you'd get shot by a silver bullet, it's almost too predictable. But no, it happens. And it just happened to me.

Let me play it back for you.

We were halfway through this fight. The rogues hadn't even gotten past the first line of defense yet so I thought we were sitting pretty.

No.

I was wrong.

So very wrong.

Out of nowhere, I heard a shot go off. My stupid protective instincts took over and I quickly reached out and pushed Calvin down, hoping he'd fall down to the ground. I didn't really have time to think to check if he did, since I ultimately regret my decision to do so.

The pain in my chest was almost instant, (Don't worry not my heart. I'd be dead already) it's on my right side. The pain is so unbearable. At first, it felt like being stabbed in the chest, but moments later, it felt like someone was repeatedly stabbing me, over and over again.

"Luna!" I hear and someone catches me before I hit the ground. I look up in a daze to see Calvin staring down at me.

"Thank you, you saved my life. I owe you my life."

"I had to ensure your safety," I try my best to smile, and if it was, it was a very weak one. "You would have died."

"Luna, It's gonna be okay," he smiles softly, though I knew behind that smile was fear, "it'll only hurt for a little bit. We'll get it out. I've gotta get you out of here first."

He didn't look all that panicked, though I knew he was playing it off on the inside. As I was doing the same thing. I was absolutely terrified. But I wasn't going to say that, I could play it off like I was normall scared. Like human level scared.

A human would still be scared shitless from being hit with a bullet, but a werewolf even more so because they would get hurt pretty badly. Or you know, the legit possibility of death.

I know that being hit with silver is bad, and that it hurts a lot. But I haven't experienced that quite myself. All the other wolves that I know that've gotten hit and lived to tell the tale have said the pain is excruciating and that it's sent throughout our whole body.

Yeah my pain was a lot with what just happened, but that's because of the bullet. It feels like a regular bullet to me. Not one made of silver. And that's how it's sort of been for me growing up. Silver has never really been an issue. It's never really bothered me. Some perks of being a white wolf I assume.

"Linus!" Calvin continues, "You need to get Alpha without disrupting him. If he's in the middle of a battle don't disturb him so he doesn't get killed. I've gotta take Luna to the doctor."

Linus nods and widens his eyes, "I'll do my best sir."

Calvin nods and quickly wraps his arm around me, hoisting me into his arms bridal style. He gives me a silent look, sort of asking me if I was okay. I ignored a groan of pain that I felt go through my chest, but give a simple nod as he starts running with me to the house.

"Where are we going?" I ask between breaths.

I'll have to admit that it hurt to breathe. My chest area hurts, a lot. Hopefully I didn't puncture a lung or something. Because visits for that are going to be insanely difficult for me to hide.

"The doctors are in the North wing of the pack house. I need to get you there and we're only in the south wing."

I nod, although it doesn't look like one whatsoever. My head just sort of bobbed a little bit. I was trying to keep myself calm, though I didn't know how well that would work.