Into the Unknown

~Hunter~ The Talk

To run with the wolf was to run in the shadows, the dark ray of life, survival and instinct. A fierceness that was both proud and lonely, a tearing, a howling, a hunger and thirst. Blessed are they who hunger and thirst. A strength that would die fighting, kicking, screaming, that wouldn't stop until the last breath had been wrung from its body. The will to take one's place in the world. To say 'I am here.' To say 'I am.
- O.R. Melling
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I ran toward the direction of the howls. Bushes, twigs whipping and hitting me in the face and against my legs as I ran through the thickets of the forest that surrounded me. The howls grew louder as I started to close the gap between me and the pack.

While running I could see the forest thinning out. I could just make out the clearing that was ahead of me. When I traced the edge of the forest I could see the entire small clearing that had a rocky out cropping where I saw my fathers wolf laying on the out cropping watching everyone's move. He looked annoyed I could tell by the way his tail twitched in a agitated motion. Even though I was to be the next alpha; dad could still put me in my place at the moment, but soon enough I will be able to beat him in a fight.

My dad's all white fur and bright yellow eyes. My dad wasn't a very large wolf, but that never means anything in a fight well sometimes. Dad was a experienced fighter in his wolf form, and in human form since he had joined the army a long time ago when he was younger.
Compared to dad I was larger than him in my wolf form. With my pitch black fur and golden amber eyes. Even in my power of youth. I would still be no match for my old man even with all my training. Watching him leap down with such ease and grace from the rocks ledge. Landing on all fours he looked over seeing that I had finally appeared. Trotting over to me before stop a short distance of me. Sniffing the air taking in the my scent. His small investigation caused him shoot straight up with a shocked look on his face before he narrowed his gaze at me. I could hear his voice sharp and demanding inside of my head before I could even shut him out.

"This scent. Where did you find her...?" Dad sounded odd like he was wondering how I found something. Now I was confused.

"Um dad what do you mean?" I said not really understanding what was happening at the moment.

"It's very faint but I recognize this smell on you anywhere." He said sitting down in the snow. Half blending into the snow since his fur was so white.

"What smell dad?" I was now interested in what he was talking about. I could always find that I could talk to dad easier than the rest of the pack through our minds. I never understood why maybe cause dad was blood, and could connect with my mind better the others could.

"You know Jason. Yes?" My dad said looking at me straight in the eyes. Quickly looking somewhere other than my fathers eyes dominant gaze I nodded not wanting to start a fight with my own father.

"Yea. Your beta. Didn't he lose his wife who was pregnant all those years ago to a vamp?" I said remembering the horrible accident that hit the pack like a  bomb. Everyone was affected especially Jason. My father and Jason were very close from what saw, but something tells me like were like brothers. Seeing his old friend in pain from the loss of his mate, and his child. Driven insane from the loss. The only thing keeping Jason aliveately was his wolf. Which was dangerous as well, but since he stayed at the house he wasn't as much as a danger anymore.

My dad looked at me and nodded "I thought so too till I caught scent the faint scent of her on you." He said looking up at snowy dark sky.

My eyes widened as I remembered the girl who had spotted me earlier at that one house. "That must have been Jason's daughter and that other voice that I had heard must have been his mate." I thought to myself. As I thought about it if Jason's mate survived the vampire attack that meant she was one right?

"Dad..that means..." I started to say before getting cut off by dad.

"Yes. That means she is probably a vampire and if his child survived that means the child is a hybrid." Dad said in a sad voice shaking his head.

I looked at dad and shook my head. I was so confused that girl she smelled human and nothing like a vampire. Vampires always had a certain scent to them that smelled well like blood and death. And she smelled like warm vanilla.

"Dad I don't think she is either. When I got close to the house. I saw her and got a good wiff and she smelled nothing like a vampire she smelled human."
I said looking at him seeing the confused face that had spread across his face.

"That makes no sense at all Hunter." He said growling annoyed by what I had just said.

"Dad what are thinking?" I asked seeing that he was deep in thought.
Dad stood up and started to walk away not saying a word to me. And I didn't like it.

"Dad.."I said as I watched him walk ahead of me leaving his footprints behind him. Still not responding to me at all.

"I have a bad feeling about this." I muttered to myself as I followed behind him back to the house. Looking up at the sky I watched as it started to turn morning as the snow hit my face. Luckily we were deeper in the woods and not near town. So there was chance of a human seeing us.

The forest soon started to thin ahead of us when I could make out the familiar scent of home. The forest turning to woods around me and dad we exited the thicket and trotted toward the log cabin like two story house.

In the back of my head I knew something bad was going to happen...