The Book Of Life

Chapter Six

I agree. Why is it that men just walk around all the time without shirts on.

"Alright Zoya. But be careful." Nik tell his wife.

Zoya and Alyx help me inside and down the set of stairs to the basement. Since when do Australian houses have basements. Inside, past a plated steel door is an empty room with brick walls and chains coming out of them.

"We usually use this for rogues who wander onto our lands since we don't get any visitors in the slightest. Or anyone turned who becomes a part of our pack." Zoya states.

Alex hovers by the door.

"The first shift is scary. But even more scary when you are a wolf- even more if you were turned. Your body doesn't know what's happening, so it triggers its flight or fight instinct and usually the flight instinct is triggered because your body isn't the same." Zoya explains.

"We'll wait outside the door while you get undressed." I didn't expect Alyx to speak.

Zoya smiles sympathetically.

"I've got no choice, haven't I?" I sigh.

"If you don't want your clothes ripped then yes. A new wolf wanting to get out won't stop for you to change out of some mere fabrics." Zoya states.

Alyx's eyes glow a yellow- amber. "Aly, go take the pack out for a run with your brother and father." Zoya urges her.

She turns on her heel and strides up the steps, taking each one ever slightly faster. It's weird seeing your school companion eyes glow- especially when their popular and well known, and you're not.

"And you're at their house transforming into a wolf butt naked."

I begrudgingly reluctantly started to pull off piece by piece of my clothes whole I squirm and within pain. Well, as quick as I could. It was cold and I was not happy to be an exhibitionist. To my relief Zoya stands behind the door and does not look my direction until I call her, telling her I've finished stripping.

"It'll all be over soon." Zoya says as she comes in and takes my clothes, doing her best to ignore my nudity.

She folds them into a neat pile by the door on the other side and strides back over to me. It helps that she ignores my nudity as she begins to fasten the chains to my body and to the wall. I had a fear of small spaces but being chained or locked up where I can't escape from them played on my nerves. I just wanted to be outside and running around. Freely.

"I know, it doesn't help with the feeling of freedom." Zoya whispered gently as she strokes stray strands of my hair out of my face.

Howls echo from the woods above. I growl and tug on the chains. It has to be as least past midnight. And I'm acting like a feral animal. I am chained up completely, though I want to be free. In the woods like any other wolf. Every time they would howl, I'd growl and tug on the chains. Harder. I had no control over what my body was doing.

"She's strong." I barely make out Zoya's voice.

"She's Katkyn Arias; the new secret and keeper of the book, protector to all Supernatural's." Nik's voice answer.

But I'm too busy tugging at these chains to care what they say.

I cry out in pain as suddenly one of my bone's snaps. Followed by more. All too quickly, my bones snap and pop, causing screams of agony. Finally, I think, the excruciating agonising pain has stopped. I think I might just kill him. This is pure torture. Arron could have told me it was going to be this bad. After probably hours of torture no more bones pop or snap and my insides don't contort and or shift to fit the body of the wolf.

The room smells heavily of metal and musty, dirty dogs. Rogues. I just know from the smell. I want to get out. But I can't with these chains holding me. I tug at them. It takes me a while to get used to having four legs but by the end of it, I'm standing strongly on all four limbs and ready to run. Four legs means I can run faster- two bipedal legs can only go so fast- with these four legs I could reach greater speeds than I could on my two legs.

My tail acts as a stabiliser to help blanket me when I run. I want out And I'm getting antsy being cooped up in here. With no voice box to talk I do the only thing that comes naturally to me. Howl. I let my eyes glow but with no mirror or anything reflective in here, I can't see my reflection.

"Katlyn?" Arron's voice echoes from the from the door and reverberates around the room.

I tilt my head to the right and whine.

"Let her out! She's in control!" Nik states.

The plated door squeaks loudly and in steps Nik. I growl.

"Easy! I'm just going to undo the chains. If you submit to me that makes you part of the pack. If you let me undo the chains but don't submit to me your still allowed to be with the pack, just not in it. On your own free will. If you only you don't attack me though." Nik explained.

I hold my ground; not submitting, not attacking. Nik and Zoya move in closer to undo the chains. I'm practically bounding with energy I didn't know I had.

"Whoa! Hold up!" Zoya chuckles, "Still one last chain......Done!"

I race out of the room, bounding up the stairs- best as I can with this new body- and crash into someone on the deck. I sniff the giant Timber wolf and the air around him. He smells like Arron. The wolf's coat is a mix of golden brown. Another wolf comes bounding over to us.
It reeks of Alyx.

I notice only now that Alyx is just shorter than her brother, Arron but I'm bigger than all of them.

'Katlyn?' Alyx's voice fills my head.

I didn't know Werewolves did actually have mind links.

'No one knows where it started originally.' Arron's voice sounds.