The Mask

Chapter 10 - Red Blood

Ash's POV

I then started shaking uncontrollably, feeling Asprin trying to take control.

Asprin, what the hell? What are you doing?

Just doing my job.

That was her reply. What was her job?! I started panicking, not knowing what to do and what will happen.

I then felt the bracelet on my left wrist disappear and the mask now reappearing in front of my face, quickly approaching itself to me, as if telling me to wear it.

My eyes widened, remembering of what happened the last time I wore that thing. I tilted and shook smy head side to side, trying not to wear it in order to not let my wolf take control and possibly kill more wolves again.

I heard Asprin growl, obviously pissed that I didn't want to wear the mask.

Just wear the damn mask! I need to taste blood again!

Oh no. Has Asprin gone psycho? Did Mia influence her? How come she's always thirsty for blood in the night?

I continued tilting my head, refusing to wear the mask. I then felt my head stop moving. I couldn't move it. What the hell?

It's as if someone was holding my head, I couldn't move it.

The mask then kept coming closer to my face. Only being centimeters apart, it happened.

I wore the mask.

I tried to control myself, not wanting my wolf to take control over me.

Bu then, I suddenly felt power within me. I felt the speed, the elements, everything surging throughout my body, and I can't help but love the feeling.

I then shifted to my wolf, blue and red streaks appearing from my pure snow white fur and eyes turning red.

I heard my wolf howl through the dark gloomy night before running to the other direction, opposite from the route to Xander's pack house.

I started feeling uneasy. Where are we going? What is Asprin going to do? I couldn't control her. She was too powerful.

After an hour of running, I saw a sign that read "Lacson Hill." Oh my god, did we just leave Hillwood Downtown? This is bad. I mean really really bad.

After about two hours of running in the unfamiliar woods of Lacson Hill, I then sensed something. Rouges. A smile crept on my mouth. Or in this case, my wolf's mouth. Why am I smiling?

I suddenly felt excited, finally being able to kill a wolf.

Woah, back up. Kill? Since when do I like killing wolves?

You like the taste of blood. Just admit it.

I... I...

I couldn't answer Asprin since I don't want to admit that I do like the taste of blood.

I tried convincing her to go back to Hillwood Downtown and not kill any wolves even though we both know that I also wanted to kill some wolves. I just didn't want to admit that I'm a killer.

I then saw four men, a.k.a. rouges, sitting against a tree in their human form, casually talking.

I felt my wolf slowly creep up on them, masking our scent.

Excitement swept through my body and my heart started beating rapidly fast at the thought of feeling their blood on my mouth.

My wolf was so close to those four rouges, them not realizing that this would be their last night on earth.