Tall, Dark, and Wolfe

Chapter Six

They say that every mistake someone makes is also a lesson that they really needed to learn, well in Giselle's case she must have somehow missed this lesson growing up because this was not the best time to learn this particular lesson nor would there ever been a right time to learn this lesson. She knew she should have stuck with her number one rule of running away from alpha werewolves rather than trying to engage them in battle. At least if she had ran away she could have gotten out of this wolf's territory before he had a chance to shift and get close enough to catch her. But it was already too late and there was no use crying over spilled milk.

As she sailed through the air she had only one second to look at the alpha below her and discovered that he was GORGEOUS right before her teeth landed on his arm.

"Ouch you fucking rouge," the figure cursed before throwing Giselle away from himself making her  land into one of the larger trees and fall to the ground with a sickening crunch sound. 

Giselle's wolf whimpered and for a moment it looked as if the figure winced when she fell. She knew wasn't true because pack wolves don't have mercy on rouge wolves especially alpha wolves. He may be powerful but I am glad he was not the Head Alpha or I would be in some serious trouble at the moment. She may have been strong enough that the blow didn't kill her or severly damage her but it at the speed and force she was thrown it may have bruised a rib or two. Giselle barely managed to dodge before the alpha male's foot  was in the place where her head used to be.

Giselle was in shock. HE TRIED TO KILL ME!  It was in that moment that one phrase came to her mind and that was "Shit Just Got Real." Even through to some extent she knew that there was a chance he was going to kill her but once he actually tried to kill her wolf instincts demanded that she get her retribution. Her senses sharped and she forced herself to become the one thing she hated the most, Serious.

The male figure stared at her from the tree he thought she was at. He got himself into a fighting stance as if he could feel her preparing her attack against him. He chuckled and moved his hands into a come and get motion.

That infuriated her wolf. He's mocking me and I hate that, she thought. She growled and launched herself at him and he met her head on. She clawed and slashed at him while dodging the punches and kicks he threw at her.

"Come On rouge if you were strong enough you would be fighting me on equal ground instead of fighting me in your wolf form while i am in my human form or are you chicken?" The male said.

Giselle knew the baiting should not have affected her but she could not stand it. She growled one more time before thinking you want me to fight you as a human than fine your going to fight me as a human. She forgot another rule of fighting and that was To Never Shift While In the Middle Of A Fight Another Werewolf but it was already too late.She closed her eyes as the transformation started. She could no longer worry about the alpha werewolf because once the transformation from wolf to human started it could not be stopped.

Giselle shuddered as she felt the fur on her body receeding into herself in that magical way that never failed to amaze her. Her bones rearranging itself into those more fit for a human body. Like many of her fellow shifter the feeling was painfully amazing. Her snout was no longer there instead she could feel a nose start to form there. Before she knew it she was in her human form. The entire transformation took only a couple of seconds. As she opened her she felt air whoosh past her as the male missed her face by a hair.

The male looked at her and said in a shocked voice, "You Are A Female!"