The girl who kissed a human

Chapter seven

Sorry It's taken so long to write this. been really tied down with school work and problems conserning friends and neighbours. But I hope you enjoy it.

Please let me know what you think.

Never before have I been so bored. I was stuck in my bedroom again after so few hours. The only difference this time was I had bandages wrapped from my wrist to elbow, and the door was being gaurded. Apparently my father expects me to run, again.

Pacing across the thick blue carpet by my window, my mind began to wander. All I could think about was what had happened after my parents had found me. I can honestly say it was the most embarrasing moment of my life.

After my father walked out of the bushes he'd seen Alex's hand on my head and my bloodied paw and totally lost it. Glaring at Alex he growled low in his throat before launching himself at him. I didn't need to look at Alex to now how afraid he was, I felt his terror, and I just reacted. Nothing was going to hurt him.

Bracing myself against the pain I knew would come I stumbled to my feet and sprung forwards colliding with my father. I knocked him off course, and hit the ground about five feet to the left of his intended target. I managed to right myself first and get back to Alex's side before my father had even turned around.

"What do you think you're doing?!" My father stalked towards me "Move Mina!"

"No father," as I said this I took a step that would bring me between him and Alex "you won't touch him."

" Mina move now!"

" No father," I lowered my head and growled out "I'm not moving, and you can't make me!"

Off to the side I saw my mother take a step forward, I turned my glare towards her and snapped at her. She paused and just looked at me, I knew she had never seen me act like this as I had never before acted like this. But I didn't care! They were going to hurt Alex! I couldn't let that happen.

Mother kept silent but her gaze flipped between me and my father, for I continued to growl at him, then flickered over to Alex then back to me. It was clear she had no iidea where to stand or who to stand with. She cocked her head to one side and let out a worried whimper before backing off again.

Thank god for that, I never relised this at that precise moment but if she hadn't I most likly would have attacked and I wouldn't have felt anything at the time. To be honest I did a lot in that small space of time that I normally wouldn't have done. Refuse a direct order from my father and Alpha, snapped at my mother (literally) and the worst thing was something I tried to forget but couldn't.

I attacked my own father...

After my mother had backed off, my attention shifted instantly back to my biggest threat, the coal grey wolf infront of me. Instinct kicked in and I could do nothing to control it. I watched as the wolf that was my father stalked to the left, a move which I followed.

"Back away from him father!" my voice frightened me, it was to filled with rage and an authority that was unknown, even to my race. It suprised my parents just as much as myself.

"You will do as I say!" my father growled back at me.

"Or what? what will you do...?" It was a challenge which I hadn't meant to give. Or had I?

My father looked as shocked as I felt, but I didn't allow anything to show.

What's going on? The thought drifted through my head but it wasn't mine.

How did I explain this?

I had no idea so I didn't answer and that was just as well as dear ol' dad just happened to take a step to close. With a menacing growl, my muscle bunched and I launched myself at my father.

As we fell to the ground I when for his throat. It wasn't intenctionally on my part, as like I said before, instict took over.

The next thing I new my mother had me by the neck and was pulling me off my father as if I was once again a pup. But I did manage to catch my father across the muzzle with my claws which caused him to back up a few paces and stay there staring at me. As the blood started to flow from the wound my mother threw me aside and went to help him. At least that way they were both farther away from Alex and that was what mattered most to me at that moment.

Walking back to Alex's side I kept my eyes trained on my parents. Once I reached him I nudged his legs making him move away from the two wolves. As I was doing this I blocked my thoughts from my parents and focused my thoughts on Alex.

"Just keep moving away from them," I told him as I headbutted him knees when he stopped. "Move. They wont come after you I promise."

He turned and walked, I could tell he was fighting back panic and his hands shook violently. Walking with him I brushed against his side and his hand moved to rest on my back before threading into my fur, this seemed to carm him as his hands slowly stopped their shaking.

"Your gonna have to go, I can't stay here."

Glancing down at me I saw him nod before slowly unthreading his fingers and backing away from me, heading farther up the street and entering one of the houses behind me.

The srange thing was as he moved away from me I felt as if he was taking my strength away from me and as the door shut I lost the ability to stand. My legs folded under me and my head started to spin.

Then...

I woke up to see the one of the pack doctors hovering over me as he checked my bandages. After doing all the necessary tests he finally left, saying something about checking on the Alpha.

I didn't really understand what he was on about.

Check on the Alpha... Why?

Then it all came back and the guilt was like a kick in the ribs.

I couldn't actually breath!

At this moment my mother walked through the door. Her eyes when wide when she relised what was happening and rushed over to me.

"Mina!" I saw crouch beside me and rest her hand on my back. "Mina, look at me!"

I forced my head up and met her eyes. I was starting to panic.

"Deep breathes," focusing on her words i did as she instructed "That's right, deep breathes, in...and out..."

As my breathing became somewhat normal again, she took my hands.

"Mina what happened?" She said gentally "You need to tell me."

"When, about what?" my voice was full of self-loathing "The part when I ran of...or...or the part when I attacked my own father and almost went for you..or the part when I blacked out again? Oh maybe you mean why I started hypoventalating?" I couldn't look at her when I started listing all those things she could have been refering to.

"Yes." Was my mothers reply. Well what a lot of help that was.

When I didn't speak my mother gave me a sympothetic look and walked over to me, sitting on the edge of the bed and held out her arms. Without hesitation I crawled over to her and wrapped my arms around her, resting my head on her shoulder, the way I had when I was about five. Then I began to cry.

"Mina," Her voice was gental as if comforting my five year old self in my memories, as she stroked my hair back from my face. "I need to know."

Looking up at her through my lashes I whispered "I don't know what to say mother. I Remeber running off because you were angry at me ... and... and I knew I had hurt someone I loved... Oh god," My head whipped up "Samantha!...how is she?"

Taking me by the arm that was not bandaged, my mother pulled me to my feet. Giving me a small smile, she led me out of my room and down the hall.