Protector

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Skylar|

We ditched the truck a few hours ago, leaving it on the side of the road for whoever to take. I hated being confined in the damn thing. I healed not even a day of being inside it but, being the person that she was, Zoey insisted that we keep it for a few extra days to make the trip faster. I hated the idea, liking the feel of running better than sitting idly, but I let her have her way.

Wherever we were going wasn't that far away, I could already smell the heavy scents of foreign wolves not too far away from us. I knew they'd feel threatened, surround us and probably attack first and ask questions later but I wasn't fazed. I'd be damned if I let them hurt her and if they wanted a fight then that's what they'd get. I knew I promised her I'd run first but if push came to shove and my back was against the wall, then I'd let reason prevail. I wouldn't leave her, knowing that whatever or whoever I fought, I'd make sure that she was nearby.

The thick scents of the wolves grew stronger and I knew they were approaching and I knew I'd have to keep her closer to me but when I looked back, she was gone. Fear and anger rose in me almost instantly. How could I be so stupid as to let her out of my sight, for even a second. Luckily, she wasn't too far away but I could feel her fear elevating with every step I took. She was alone in an unknown packs territory and she had no way of defending herself.

All of the scents were wrapping around her, preying on the weak and somehow ignoring mine. They wanted her to be afraid. Sprinting faster, the fresh feel of the earth underneath my naked feet made it easier to get in touch with my wolf. She stirred, already knowing that her mate was being threatened. Her rage radiated off of me in waves and I hoped that they could feel me because there was no way I'd let them out alive.

Reaching out to her through link, I promised, "I'll be there soon. Don't move, okay?" Her rapidly beating her eased a little at the sound of my voice and I'm glad it didn't scare her more. Their odor had almost consumed hers and I could hear their constantly moving feet as they circled her, playing with their food.

Despite how hard I fought, my wolf finally took control, our eyes glowing a bright blue, shooting us through the cluttered forest. One thing mattered, one person and I'd be damned if I let her die on my watch. Jumping over a few downed trees, my feet viciously pumping away, making harsh contact with the ground below, my canines extended and the blood lust that I tried so hard to block out easily bleed through the cracks. I was hungry for it again and it had only been a little more than a week.

Apart from the musky scent that the wolves produced, there was also the heavy scent of death and it was approaching me. I knew I wouldn't be able to control myself, and once the vampire actually caught up to me, I was just as much of a victim as she was. Her chances were destroyed the second she thought she could stop me and as my hand grabbed at her neck, picking her up and shooting her back into the ground, I knew that I'd be lost, controlled by the blood.

Her agonizing scream was muffled in her throat and her blood was on my hands as I released her limp body and kept going towards Zoey. Without much warning, vampires rained down on me, snapping at me but leaving no permanent damage. I wanted to bypass them but something in me was enraged. It wasn't my wolf, her primary worry being Zoey, but something darker. It emitted hatred with every drop of vampire blood that ran down my arm.

Betrayal.

The word bounced around in my head but I wasn't sure of what to make of it. Who had I betrayed or was it the other way around?

Ignoring the feeling, I focused on her fear and before I knew it, she was below me with wide eyes as I landed in front of her. At least a dozen wolves were harassing her but once they saw me all of their motions stopped. A growl grew from the deepest pit of my soul, warning them to leave us be. The wolves that refused to move, backed away, others bowed reluctantly to the growl.

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