The Black Wolf

Chapter 7-Only human

"How's your arm?" Dawson ask as he was stooped over the stove.

"It's getting better." I say. He paused and come towards me, he grabbed my arm gently and unwrapped the white but now blood stained gauze from my arm. He looked at it, a shocked expression was on his face.

"How is this possible?" I heard him say under his breath.

"You are only human."

"What do you mean I'm only human, what's that's supposed to mean?" I ask.

"Nothing." He lied. He gets up and go back towards the stove, obviously cooking something.

I glance at my arm, it was fully healed. I wondered as well, how did I heal so quickly.

I stare at Dawson, he was persistant in cooking what ever it was he was cooking. But I glance closer at him and realize he was muttering something under his breath, I couldn't make it out but I knew it was about me.

His words, I am only human, startled me. What did he mean by that?

He instantly stopped, he cocked his head as if listening to something. He took the pot off the stove and came towards me, he had a startled expression on his face.

"What is it?" I ask him.

He didn't answer me, he just went towards the window.

"We need to go." He say quickly.

"Why? Wha-"

"Don't ask any fucking questions just get up and come with me." He sounded angry. I followed him towards the front door. He opens it and push me outside. Then I saw what he saw, ten guys stood five yards away from Dawson and I.

They started to come closer to us. Dawson pushed me towards his car and opened the door.

"Stay in here." He cautionly say as he shut the door.

Who are those guys?

A loud bang sounded on the window next to me, startling me. One of those guys were at the window glaring at me. He had pale skin and red glowing eyes. He tried to open the door but it was locked.

Where the hell was Dawson?

The guy punched the window, making it shatter he opened the door and pulled me out of the car, I fell to the ground.

I screamed as the guy grabbed my neck choking me out.

Dawson tackled him and started to punch him. I get onto my feet and tried to run, but another guy grabbed me, sniffing me.

"Get off of me." I say.

"I can smell your sweet blood pumping through your viens. I want that." He tried to bite my neck, but I grabbed his head and flung him from over my shoulder. He did a loud grunt and quickly stand up.

"You're strong for a little human." He smirk. "But not strong enough." He tried to tackle me but I quickly moved out the way, making him stumble a bit. Before he tried to attack again, a large black body tackled him, snapping his neck. I backed away as I saw the figure was a wolf, a huge black wolf. It's eyes glowed a bright blue and it stared at me. My heart pumped a million times over. It came towards me and grabbed me with its teeth and flung me on its back. It started to run extra fast. I held on to dear life, and closed my eyes.

"Mom, you never told me how my dad died." I say as I glared at his limp body in the coffin.

"You must not know that right now, just know he loves you even while he is gone." She rubbed my shoulders and guilded me out of the funeral home.

I nod my head.

I open my eyes to see Dawson looming over me. I was in another house. Was this his home?

"How are you feeling?" He ask me.

I scramble away from him.

"You, you were that black wolf weren't you?" I ask him.

"I don't kn-"

"Don't you dare play dumb with me. You know what I am talking about." I say, my voice was raised.

He sigh and takes a seat beside me. I just realized I was on his bed.

"Yes I was the black wolf." He admitted.

"What are you?"

"I- I am I werewolf, I come from a pack named Fluner."