Chapter 2

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Nikki's P.O.V.

I love my wolf. Her fur is the same color as my long silver hair, and she has my bright baby blue eyes. She looks just my human form, which is very rare. Most wolves don't have similar characteristics to their human form which I always found odd. Spencer has black hair and green eyes, Oli has dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, yet in their wolf form they're like twins. They both are huge brown wolves with golden eyes. Spence has black fur on the tips of his ears distinguishing the difference between the two leaders.

We were currently on our way to the battle and I couldn't be more excited or nervous. I have always loved fighting. Oli has been teaching me how to fight since I was six, it was one of the main reasons we have always been so close. I think it had to do a lot with the fact my parents had been killed in a battle by none other than the Midnight pack, the pack we were going to fight now.

Obviously I have always felt bitter about that pack, but Oli taught me not to grow up seeking revenge because that's just plain dumb. Although he did teach me how to fight back to protect myself and stand up for what I believe is right. So I'm not heading into this battle seeking revenge, but if we knock the all mighty midnight pack off their pedestal, I won't mind at all.

As we neared the battle I could hear the growling of the two packs already battling it out. I was so anxious to just jump right in. Spence, Oli, and the rest of the pack jumped right into battle and attacking at the main front. Not being as strong as the males, but still a good fighter, I tend to fight more on the outskirts of the battle where there are more 1v1 fights. Those are my specialty, the fights are all so delicate and graceful. When you're fighting one on one it is almost as if you're dancing with your enemy and they're your partner.

After a few small victories, I realized I have fought my way a significant distance away from the main front where Spence and my brother are. As I began to try and find my way back I heard a snapped twig accompanying a growl. I quickly turned in the direction of the sounds to face the most beautiful wolf I have ever seen. He was massive. He had midnight black fur and bright green eyes that made him absolutely breathtaking.

Although I knew I had to attack him, there was something about him that wouldn't allow me. Strangely, he was not attacking me also, and I don't understand why. I felt a weird pull towards him. I have never felt anything like it before. I didn't like it because it scared me. Once I finally broke out of my trance, I quickly turned and sprinted back to where my pack was before I could find out what that weird feeling meant. I left the gorgeous black wolf behind me, unable to shake the weird feeling I felt towards him.

Vincent's P.O.V.

This was definitely one of the more difficult battles my pack has been in recently. I thought when I made the decision to attack the Starfyre pack it would be easy. They weren't that big or strong. What I didn't expect was them to call in reinforcements. It pissed me off that the Moonlight pack came to the rescue. They were a strong enough pack to attack on their own when I have my whole pack. I expected this to be a quick little fight, so I only brought half my pack. Big mistake.

I decided this was not going to be as easy of a victory as I thought, so I decided to pull back. I hate doing that because it makes me feel so weak, but I'm not going to be stupid and risk my pack's lives by continuing a fight I know we can't win. I decided to tell my beta Simon to call off our main troops while I rounded up all the stragglers in my pack. We would all meet back at the pack house and discuss our strategy of moving forward.

As I was trying to round up the stragglers, I was shocked to find that there weren't that many left. It was almost as if they had a wolf that specialized on these 1v1 attacks. I was shocked. But that never would have prepared me for what I saw next.

Through the trees I spot a female wolf jogging back towards the main front. She suddenly stopped and turned towards me as I accidentally let out a growl of distaste. She clearly was the reason for my straggler's deaths. But as she turned towards me, all the anger left my body as I was entranced by her beauty.

She was a gorgeous silver, I had no idea a wolf could even have that shade of fur. And her bright baby blue eyes had me wanting to get lost in them. I have never in my life seen a wolf as beautiful as the one that was in front of me right now. I wanted her to be mine. Only problem, she wasn't mine, she was the enemy. I should be attacking her. Why wasn't I attacking her?

I couldn't, that's why. I tried to tell my body to move towards her, attack her, kill her. She just killed members of your pack. Friends, family, husbands, daughters, sons, people of your pack. Why am I not attacking? I wonder if it has anything to do with this weird pull that I have towards her. What is this pull? I have never felt it before. I can't decide if I like it or not.

Before I could figure out what the pull meant, and why neither one of us was attacking one another, the beautiful wolf turned around and ran in the direction of her pack. I wanted to run after her, but that would have been stupid. I don't know why I felt that need because I usually don't have stupid thoughts like that one, but it was there none-the-less.

I decided to turn around and head back towards my territory and pack house. I don't know what just happened there between that Moonlight wolf and I, but I do know my pack will be awaiting my return and anticipating what we will do next. So as I turned around and ran, I tried to ignore the weird sensation in my chest I only began to feel once seeing her.

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