The Wolf Hunt

Five

My eyes flutter open. I instantly regret it. Holy shit. How much did I have to drink last night?

I turn around, startled by the naked body next to me. A nice surprise though. He has a great physic. He turns on his side and wraps his arms around me. Pulling me close to him.

Jeez is he strong? And I'm meant to be a Hunter.

His arms cause tingles over my body, making me feel warm and fuzzy, I feel safe and secure with him near me.

I'm guessing by the lack of our clothing we had sex last night. If only I could remember, I reckon he's great in bed.

Slowly, I unravel his arms and change into my clothes from last night. I check through his draws and find a sharpie. I pull his arm out straight and take off the lid:

Thanks for an amazing night! Hope I see you again sometime. Text me! xxx - Alexis -

With that I jot down my number underneath and hope it doesn't smudge while its drying. Standing near him I feel a warmth that makes me want to stay with him. It's really weird. Quickly. I take out my phone and take a picture of him using the flash.

The flash makes a bunch of memories appear from last night, the sneering guy, the cab drive and getting into the room. I blink a couple of times. Woah.

I take out my lipstick and trail kisses down his body to his groin.

Next, I slip off my panties underneath my play suit and put them in his hand. I dodge into the ensuit. I check my face in the mirror. Holy shit. I look disgusting.

I grab the comb off the side and brush out the tangles in my hair, its still slightly wavvy. Next I start on my face, using the water and a flannel to get rid of the make up stains and glitter.

I take out my mascara and lippy in my bag, and do my make up to my best ability. Its not great but it's the best I can do. It'll make me look somewhat presentable if I am seen by anyone I know... Or don't know for that matter.

I exit the bathroom and head towards the door. The body in the bed begins to stir. Well shit.

Lucky for me, he just turns to take up the whole bed. Men. I gently open the door to peak out. The light is brighter out there, and causes my eyes to hurt. Again, my head flashes through memories of last night. "Zave," So that's his name... Zave. I turn to check on him again. It suits him.

Checking the coast is clear, I step out of his room. I look both ways before spotting some stairs in the right hand corner. Slowly, I creep towards them, careful not to bring any attention to myself, even though there seemed to be no one else in sight. I check behind the wall, which lays at the bottom of the stairs.

What the hell? There's round about 15 people standing in an open plan kitchen and living room, which lays just behind the wall. In front of me, yet 10 meters away, lies the black front door with 4 squares of glass.

I check on the people again. One girl, looking around 18, sniffs the air, slightly. "Do you guys smell that?" She questions nobody in particular. A blond guy, with short cropped hair, sniffs too. "Did someone fart?" He jokes, causing everyone to laugh. "Or is it our sorry excuse of an Alpha," More laughs. What the actual hell? These people are Wolfs? Aren't they supposed to respect their Alpha's. Then I remember what Flint said a couple of days ago. "It seems as though the pack rules him, than he rules the pack," Shit. This is the pack my troops went after when I was out cold. There is no way I could take that many on... not in this state anyway.

"Smells like a Hunter,"

Fuck. Thinking I bolt for the door, yanking it open... Only... it's locked. Shit. I turn around slowly, as I watch 15 pairs of eyes glare at me. "Hi," I say weakly, I notice an open window just a few meters away from me.

"Get her!" Some random guy shouts. I take my chances and run to the window, diving through as one attempts to scratch at my ankle, I turn the dive into a roll and finish the move perfectly before turning to see the wolves try to get out of the window at the same time. Stupid mutts. As I go to turn back around I catch Zave at the top of the stairs, searching for me. Just check your arm god dammit! Then call me!

I use my super speed to run away as fast as I can, using a tracking system that is automatically set up in my head. Its a Hunter trait. I can see y woods up ahead, but can also feel the Mutts hot on my tail. I push on as fast as I can, before meeting the force field, the leaping through.

I land in a graceful heap, and watch the wolves jump one after another, before some realise that the force field has teleported their friends to a different area in the woods. Mutts.

A tall white wolf appears behind them all. By god, its the most magnificent thing I've ever seen. That has to be Zave. The other wolves turn and begin to head back, shoulder barging or growling at Zave on the way past him.

Zave ignores them and stares into the distance but it feels as though he's sea filled eyes are boring into mine, staring intently at my soul. The wolf lays down on its front and continues to stare off into the woods, most likely knowing I'm still there.

I feel sorry for him. His pack, barely acknowledging him as their leader, but rather a common source of hate. His wolf was no doubt the biggest. Yet it seemed shy and not ready to be an Alpha. Finally, the wolf rises from his spot, and turns around slowly, checking behind him, before running off into the horizon. Dramatic dog.

I turn around to face the house. Mandy must be worried sick, and Nanny Sue.

I jog gently towards the front door. "She's back!" A young boy shouts from a training session going on behind the house. I wave shyly, I must look like such a mess in front of them. I seriously need to clean up my act.

Entering the house, I am greeted with several: "hello's" and "Good morning ma'am's" Most of which I'm pretty sure were sarcastic, as each held a knowing grin with them.

Finally I arrive at my room, and hop into the shower, to quickly clean up. I wash my body and feel my muscles relax instantly. Just what I needed. I get out after about ten minutes and wrap myself in a warm towel. I brush my teeth to rid myself of the taste of alcohol that clings to my tongue. Once I'm done I enter my room and dump my towel on my bed, before running a brush through my hair. I turn on my Bluetooth speaker and dance around to an old classic. 'Miami to Ibiza'. Naturally, i start dancing around as I look through my closet for some suitable clothes for the rest of the day. I pick out some grey leggings, and a baby blue tank top, as well a grey bandeau over the top of my bra, finally i slip on some white vans.

I tie my hair up into a high ponytail, and use a baby wipe to go over my face, checking I got all the glitter from last night. I add some concealer, powder, and mascara to my face, allowing it to look natural. Once I've finished I pause my music and take my phone and Bluetooth speaker, before leaving my room to head outside.

The sun beats down on my bare arms, as I reach a patch in the grass outside. Two years ago I decided we should place some yoga matts down on that spot, to make it a wrestling or training zone. This then followed on that we put weights around the area, as well as punching posts and other exercise equipment.

I need to get some things off my mind. By things, I mean Zave. He's just stuck on my mind and I cant think about anything but him, and I don't know why!

Rolling back my shoulders, I begin to hit the living shit out of the punch bag in front of me.