•Chapter 10• Run Sugarplum

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A/N: This is what happened after Elijah left the house. Sorry for the late update, but school SUCKS BIG ONES.

ENJOY LOL :)

"Where the fuck are you going!" Stephan
yells from behind me.

"Shut up!" I yell back and laugh as he growls back at me.

"Seriously we need to go back to the house"

Pouting slightly "Why" I ask dropping my gaze to the ground. Stephan just rolls his eyes.

"Don't you want to put your stuff away?"
OH FUCK!!! I left my bags in the house.

Racing back to the house trying to get to the bag that carries my supplies for months, I'm already out of breath.

"How are you a warrior, you're so fat."
I slowly turn around to face the bastard that just said that to me.

"What did you just say to me" growling lowly I send him a look that says 'I dare you'.

He takes a step closer and growls in my face.
"I said, how are you a warrior your s-"

He's cut off by a punch to the nose and a knee in the gut. Grabbing the back of his neck and squeezing it, he curses loudly and holds his nose. We're now eye level as my eyes are probably almost black from the anger I'm feeling.

"Repeat that again" I say in a taunting voice.

For a second, I see a spec of fear flash through his eyes, but it's gone so quickly I couldn't even tell it was there.

"Don't test me little girl" he spits, "I could rip you to pieces" he growls.

By now we're head to head, our foreheads are touching as he crouches down to be level with me. He's about the the size of a tree that's on steroids. That's how tall he his.

His blue eyes are swirling with emotion as mine match his. Anger, irritation, and.. I can't get the other one.

Pride maybe?

"Why don't we take this outside" he asks lowly, "Wouldn't want to make a scene in the house."

"I'd love to" I say releasing the hold on his neck. I put slight pressure on the sensitive part as we make eye contact, hopefully he can see that I didn't want to hurt him.

He sighs in pleasure as I feel the tension in his neck slowly fade away as I add more pressure with my fingertips.

"You're a fucking creep and we only just met," he says quietly with eyes still closed.

A giggle escapes my mouth as I grin widely and tap his nose trying to make him even more uncomfortable.

"You know it Stephy boy" I laugh louder.

His eyes shoot open as they blaze with annoyance and amusement, "You think that's funny, don't you rogue" he growls.

"Yeah I do Stephy got a problem"I ask sassing him, while cautiously taking steps backwards.

I get what game we're playing. Fellow pack members play it all the time. A game of cat and mouse, or chase. Pretty simple. One person is the prey, the other is the predator, the prey runs, the predator try's to catch the prey.

Right now, I'm clearly the prey. The look of determination in his eyes, is kind of scary actually. He licks his lips with an evil glint in his eyes.

"You better run, Sugarplum."

That's all it took for me to dart out the door, running for my life as I hear grunts and quick feet running behind me. I squeal a little as I feel hot breath on my neck.

"Not fast enough" he whispers.

"FUCKKKKK" I yell trying to get away from him.

"Don't get lost now Sugarplum, we wouldn't want that" he says from my side in a sarcastic voice.

How did he even get there he was just behind me? Where do I go? Oh my God, he's going to kill me. The whole 2 hours I've known him, and he already wants me dead. Great Jess, way to make new friends.

Shift, this could be fun Jordan's voice pops into my head.

Without another though I shift mid air, not caring about my clothes, since I'll shift with them back on again later. I feel my paws hit the ground in a loud thump, as my black and white tail catches my sight, swinging back and forth in a playful manner.

My butt sticking up high in the air as I look down at Stephan, who is shorter than me know. He has a look of shock on his face, mouth agape as he stands looking at me in awe. Clearly he's never seen a big female wolf. What a loser.

I bark to get his attention, silently telling him to shift as well. I swing my hips back and forth as I trot towards him, twirling my tail around his neck. I growl again, suddenly Jordan and I feeling playful, wanting to go for a nice run. This place is beautiful, so how could I not wan to run around in it.

Stephan finally shifts, and disappointment washes over me as I have to look up at Stephan's big wolf head. I thought I would be taller. I pout my wolf lips, as he grins lolling his tongue out of the side of his mouth.

He nods his head toward the main area of the pack, that looks like a big piece of land, where usually other wolves run around in. We run together, big paws thumping and scratching the ground as we race to see who gets there fast. Stephan nipping at my hind legs and growling at me. I growl right back as we find ourselves standing in the middle of the area.

A couple other wolves look our way, but I don't pay attention. Taking in the scenery, dried up, cracked dirt. This must be the training area. I look at Stephan as he nods his head knowing what I'm saying. I go to move forward, but I'm suddenly tackled to the ground by two other wolves, as they bite into my neck, trying to fight me.

The last thing I hear is Stephan's murderous growl, before I lose my shit, letting Jordan take over my senses.

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