The Hunters Mate

Chapter 13; The white wolf tale

I post my letter to Mal and head back to the pack house in order to try and find Cindy. Along the way through the twists and turns I get a few friendly greetings from some pack members while others glare at me, they still don't like me and I don't give a shit.

Everyone has accepted that they must show me a decent amount of respect and if they don't they don't have to worry about Colton having a go at them because I will make sure they have a hard time during their next training. And let me tell you a few have learned their lesson. One reoccurring person that has been doing extra laps due to disrespect is a girl my age named Macey. She is really starting to get on my nerves and everyone knows it.

If I ask where she is I get an immediate answer and if a pack member sees her and I together they back away cautiously. You could take one look at her around Colton and know she has a mega crush on him, personally I don't care but my wolf goes apeshit crazy about it.

Speaking of the devil... Ida announces in my head, mentally pointing to my left. I turn my head and a very unfriendly smile creeps onto my face.

"Well isn't it my favourite person ever!" I cry fake enthusiastically. "Oh dear honey, you have a little something... Everywhere." I squint my eyes and point to one spot before swirling my finger around her whole face.

"Your one to talk, have you seen yourself lately? Never seen someone so ugly before." Hey horribly squeaky voice replies. I drop into a frown.

"You don't like it? I was trying to look like you today." I feign sadness. Man, I should quit hunting werewolves and become an actress.

What do you think Ida? Could I replace Allison in the teen wolf series? I have the right name for starters and I am a real hunter. I ask sarcastically.

Yeah, no. I scoff at her, she just doesn't know the true beauty of acting.

"Why are you being so quiet, werewolf killer?" Macey's squeaky voice interrupts mine and Ida's conversation.

"Well no one plots a murder out loud now do they?" Her face goes red at my comeback.

"I will. I would love to torture you to death, then again shooting you would do the same job." She says. Ooh I'm so scared.

Ooh! Ooh! Pick me! Hey I have a great comeback! Over here! My pain in the ass wold keeps saying.

Ugh fine what do you want to say? I ask.

Does your ass ever get jealous of the shit that comes out of your mouth? She replies, we secretly smile evilly together. Alright dog.

"Does your ass ever get jealous of the shit that comes out of your mouth?" I repeat Ida's words.

"I don't know, does your face ever get tired of your asses looks?" She shoots back.

"Again, I was trying to loom like you today." I huff. I'm becoming bored of her shitty voice. I decide to let one more insult out of my mouth before leaving.

"Hey want to hear a poem?" I ask.

"Not really but you are going to tell me anyway so go ahead." I states firmly.

"Roses are red, violets are blue. God made us beautiful, what the hell happened to you?" With that I smile sweetly and continue my hunt for Cindy.

I make a few twists and turns around the never ending halls and the strange feeling that has been attacking my nerves lately is back. I survey the area and cant find anyone but I still feel like someone is watching me. I close my eyes and shake my head intently and the feeling disperses.

I think I'm going crazy.

Your not, your not. Their here, their here. Don't worry, be happy. They are here to help, they will make it all disappear. Ida recites excitedly. She repeats this every time I get the weird feeling and think I am going crazy.

Who is here and what will disappear? I ask for the hundredth time, knowing I wont get an answer. But I am proven wrong.

Well, the white wolves of the past make sure it doesn't last,

They roam around the streets and make sure that it depletes,

When a new white wolf is born they make sure it is torn,

They will make sure that you join them, or watch out for you will all die. Ida recites perfectly as if it had been practised many a times.

What does that mean? The last part doesn't even rhyme. I tell her.

I means that a pack of pure white wolves are coming, they can and will break the bond with your mate with your permission. They will make you join their pack or they will kill everyone you love. She explains.

And you are happy about this? About loosing our mate? I ask.

Not happy, ecstatic. She replies before blocking me out.

And here I was thinking that a wolf cant live without their mate, while mine wants to.

A/N

SHORT, SHORT, SHORT AHHHHHHH!

OH WELL.

sorry about not updating sooner like I promised but internet is a bum and it cut out so... yeah.

Goodnight! Byeeeeeee!