Alexander pov:
Dawn is breaking and the animals are awakening.
Christ in hell my head is pounding, maybe it was a bad idea to have that last glass. " Okay sleeping beauty, wake up you need to get going. I have packed your things, all you need to do is get up and leave". A loud, obnoxious voice that belongs to my brother. I rolled out of the room once I was ready and called out to Elijah "I'm leaving don't do anything stupid while I'm gone" "Wouldn't dream of it, some of your clothes are in the bag, I will see you in 4 to 6 weeks" "4 to 6 weeks you got to be shitting me" this is ridiculous. staring at him dumbfounded he replied " nope, 5-6 days walk, anywhere between 2 to 4 weeks and 5-6 days back, good luck brother" Christ in hell what do they expect me to do. waving slightly I turned my back and began walking to Aragon's border where I will camp.
The sun is setting and temperature is cascading. After a long tedious walk I finally made it to the border. I set up camp as it was nearing nightfall. Once I had set up I set out on a hunt for fire wood with my dagger, sword and a wooden/silver stake.
As I made it further away from my camp I could here a loud ear shattering scream followed by a silencing howl. WEREWOLVES! I began running following the sound best as I could but with enhanced hearing it made it easier to follow and with my speed I made it in half the time it should have taken.
I could see a rather attractive woman in expensive clothing being held down by 2 growling male wolves while another 4 stared at her with hunger evident in their eyes, there was only about 10 wolves the others must have gone somewhere else for it is very uncommon for a pack to have less then 20 wolves. Holding my silver blade at the ready I ran towards the closest wolf.
TW: VIOLENCE, GRUESOME.
Slicing through his body with a crack as it tore the bones and a loud screech catching the others attention. one by one they ran at me killing each one. After 10 or so minutes I turn to look at where the woman was but only a tall, broad, angry looking wolf half shifted stared at me. He ran at me with a blow to my face knocking me down. I regained my balance a blocked his next one. punching him to the ground breaking his nose in the process I grabbed my dagger and plunged it through his hart taking his last breath.
TW ENDS HERE
Looking over I see the beautiful woman tide to a tree unconscious. I put my dagger back and use by sword to cut the rope before sliding that back into my baldric and I picked the lady up. carrying her back to my camp bridal style before placing her down. As I go to turn I feel a kick to my side a and a deafening scream. turning to see the woman cowering in fear.
Hi all sorry for the slow updates. hope u all like and feel free to correct me on any spelling or grammar on any chapter. I struggle with dyslexia so I am trying my best but ye. stay safe all and happy late Halloween xx
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Travel To The Hunt
FantasyGwendolyn of Aragon Alexander Knight of the hunt A story based in the 15th century about Alexander a hunter of ghosts, werewolves and vampires. Born of a family of hunters taken too soon on a missed jugged case. Alexander is now known for his reckl...