The Legend of Scarlett Grey

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Scarlett was sitting in a tree.

Her leg was swinging off the edge of the branch she rested on, undetected by those below her. She was on Silver Wood territory – at last. It had taken her a while to catch her bearings after the brief lapse into bloodlust. Her senses were out of whack and were set on the lookout for potential prey.

So after an hour of mindless wandering in what she thought was the right direction, she'd finally caught a scent. A scent she recognised as the one that had lingered on the dead Wolf back there. She'd followed the trail all the way to the edge of the territory line.

No one had been patrolling. Which Scarlett thought was both hilarious and dangerous. Her thoughts about the new Alpha being inexperienced were slowly being proven true – and she hadn't even met him yet.

She had comically looked both left and right, and though there was no physical barrier or marking of the territory, she crossed quite exaggeratedly over into Pack territory. And paused.

Nothing.

Well, Scarlett had thought at the time. That was a bloody let down.

She had been expecting action – any kind. For a young Wolf to have seen her, freaked and ran to his Alpha. For a Patroller to have come by, asked if she needed anything – or if she needed an audience with the Alpha.

She received no reaction at all. This was certainly not like all her other previous attempts at entering a territory unauthorised. All of those included screaming, shouts and blood – and never hers.

So whilst disappointing, it was also very interesting, and Scarlett found herself intrigued. The land also looked different than how she remembered, which she thought on as she walked.

She couldn't put her finger on it – something was off. She wasn't sure if it was her own mind tainting her memories or if anything had truly changed, but she chose not to dwell on it and instead stalked further into Pack territory.

It took fifteen minutes for one of the mutts to finally catch a foreign scent, and then another five for them to even find her. This Pack really had gone downhill, she realised, as she walked to a large tree.

Honing in on her enhanced senses, she found she still had a good minute before the Pack Wolves reached her destination. With a grin of amusement, Scarlett got a leg up – hard with a dress so whimsical – and heaved herself up the tree trunk, swinging from branch to branch until she found one suitable enough to rest on.

Now she had the advantage. She would be able to see them first, and make her appraisal. If any of them were true threats she would take them down instantly. Any of those who weren't instantly ringing warning bells in her mind would at least be fun to play with.

Just as she had predicted, about thirty seconds later, a small group of Wolves broke through the trees, just under where she was lounging.

Leaning over, Scarlett got a good look at the mutts. There were four of them – all males.

Fantastic.

Unfortunately no Wolf in particular stirred anything within her, so she knew that no Wolf down below held any power – no Alpha or Beta in sight. They were all of the same rank. Meaning all of the same strength. Patrollers, perhaps?