Silver Wolf

Chapter Four

I had been in the library for hours before I found the book of the werewolves history. Finding out that a witch cast a spell so my father and Clearance had a bond was easier then finding that book.

"Clara, sweetie you've been here for hours."

"Go away Jason." I held back a yawn. I heard the library door closed and Jason's footsteps walk up to me.

"You need to go to sleep."

"You going to use your alpha tone on me?" I snapped.

"Clara, honey I made a mistake. I'm sorry."

"Just go. I'll be just fine on my own."

"Clara. You are going to go to bed wether you want to or not." He was smart enough not to use his alpha tone again. I opened the book to the table of contents. I ran my finger down the list before reaching a section called 'Silver Wolves'. Under it it had a list of traits like silver eyes, and silver fur. I opened the book to the first page of the section and started reading.

Silver wolves have been known to be born into strong alpha families, but have also been born into strong beta, and delta families.

Their characteristics are as followed:
Silver eyes when they become enraged, or experiencing a strong emotion.
Their fur will change to silver when they become 18 years of age.
Their wolves are strong and very prominent.
Silver wolves are known to be very emotional, and react bad to the alpha tone. Death in a common result of using the alpha tone.
Their alpha tone makes even the elders quake in fear.
When challenged they fight to the death and normally end up winning.

Jace is lucky I didn't kill him.

In all records of silver wolves it has been noticed that they are all women and that they hold stronger natural werewolf abilities such as enhanced werewolf strength sight hearing and sense of smell. There have also been reports of silver wolves using witch like magic. These reports have not been proven fact as many silver wolves don't know of possessing such magic.

"Clara it's time for bed. Come on." I looked up at Jason before putting a bookmark on the page and closing it.

"No." I glared at him until he left then opened the book and continued reading.

Most silver wolves have reported having a bad history with their packs. The packs are able to sense something off about these wolves, but because they are normal wolves till they are eighteen and transform. Other wolves tend to become very cautious and sometimes abusive as their wolves don't know how to react to them.

Silver wolves are uncommon, but are revered for their strength and strong ability to be leaders.

Silver wolves are very compassionate and protective of their pack. If their pack is threatened the silver wolves will fall into a destructive state and will kill anyone who steps close to their border. The only way to calm them is for them to annihilate the threat. Silver wolves have died during this state as they lose all sense of reason. Their eyes turn blood red when this happens. A silver wolf's eyes have the ability to change color due to their soul.

It is believed that their soul was brought out of the underworld by the moon goddess.....

I woke in my bed with Jason sleeping beside me. I pushed him off the bed before climbing out.

"What the hell was that for?" Jason's sleepy very pissed off voice rung through the room.

"You were in the way, and I'm still mad at you."

"I said I was sorry."

"You know silver wolves get very very angry when you try to use the alpha tone on them?" I turned to face Jason who was sitting up on the floor. "I could have killed you. I would have killed you if Clarence had distracted me. Even my wolf wanted to kill you." I muttered. "I don't know what I would've done if I did kill you."

"Are you sure your silver wolf?" Even though his voice soft I heard the fear and loathing behind his words. A pang of guilt, anger, and betrayal fluttered through me at his disbelief in my words.

"Wh-?" I shook my head before stalking out of the room. I passed many of the pack members on my way out of the house. They all bowed there heads and showed their necks in submission. I slammed the front door behind me laughing when it fell to the ground. I shifted into my wolf. The pack members that were outside gasped before falling to their knees tilting their heads to the side showing their necks to me. I let out a howl filled with anger and remorse before running out into the large field I knew boarded rouge territory. I needed to kill something.

It was nearly nightfall when I came back. Jason was sitting on the deck looking into the forest where I ran. He looked angry and upset. I laid down on the edge of the forest to just watch him and understand what he is feeling. Who he really is. Soon he stood and walked to the door. He looked back at the forest for a few seconds before turning and opening the door. I stood and let out a bark getting his attention. He turned towards me with a smile on his face. There was a sad look in his eyes. I got up and took a few steps toward him. I was halfway across the yard when I heard two words I didn't think I was going to hear from him.

"I'm sorry." He walked off the deck and walked within a few steps in front of me. "I'm sorry I didn't understand." There were tears in his eyes. "I'm happy you came back." A single tear slipped down his cheek making me want to step forward and comfort him. And that's exactly what I did. He pulled me into a tight hug taking fist-fulls of my silver fur in his hands. I shifted into my human form carefully as not to hurt Jason.

"I'm sorry too." I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close. We sat there hugging each other for Goddess knows how long before we agreed to go to bed.