The Lonely Life Of An Omega (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 38

Chapter 38

  Never had a full moon looked so beautiful and luminescent in the night sky, looking down through the trees of Beacon Hills Reserve. And never had I been so driven to keep running. I didn't have a plan, or even a goal. For once I was living in the moment, and deep down the small part of me that was still sane, loved it. The hunger and anger that had been building up inside me for over a week was finally let free, and not one thought crossed my mind to pull back, to stop before someone ends up getting killed in the process. I felt invincible and powerful, like nothing could stand a fighting chance against me. I break off with Boyd and Cora to go my own separate way. They don't so much as growl in protest before continuing on down a trail that leads them deeper into the forest. I catch a scent with my stronger senses and pick up speed. I run into a small unmarked clearing only to find my target of the hunt. Two, little kids run through the tall, uncut grass as they catch Fireflies, a unnatural thing to this reign. I stalk forward keeping them unaware of my presence. I was waiting for a nagging voice to naw in the back of my head and tell me what I'm doing is wrong. But of course there's nothing but the smell of the victims blood that will soon be on my hands.

  I let out a strangled growl that startles the younger boy, causing him to drop the small, glass jar holding the captured bugs. He looks around frantically and taps the older girl on the shoulder. "I think I heard something." His voice comes out in a whimper but the girl doesn't seem concerned as she rolls her eyes. "It was probably just the wind. Now come on." She pulls him farther into the grass. That when a howl escapes from my throat, piercing the deep silence. I step out in front of the kids and their eyes grow wide. The girl steps back, shaking in fear but the boy just sits there, frozen. To them I looked like the monsters they see on TV. With my fangs and claws flashing in the moonlight, the hair that covers my disoriented face, and the eerie, green eyes that glow so bright, it's hard to look away and not be scared. I leap forward at the boy but he's quickly thrown from my grasp when the girl takes off running with his arm in hand. On all fours, I bound after them. They maneuver over fallen trees and branches faster than I would have expected, but they were still children, defenseless and weak. I finally corner them at a old tool shed, abandoned on the edge of the woods.

  Taking one more look at me, they scatter inside. The thick, rusted bolt barely holds against me as I snap it open with minimal hits. I reach to pry the wooden door open but a low growl stops me. I turn to the threat standing before me. But it's only Scott with his eyes glowing the bright yellow of a Beta's. He doesn't try to reason with me or talk. We were through with using communication now. I had always known it would come down to Scott and I one day. It was finally time to see who was stronger. I rush forward first on pure instinct, but Scott's expecting that and he shoves me to the ground in one hard push. "You may think your stronger but that doesn't mean your faster." He says through gritted teeth, his canines gleaming at me. To far gone under the control of the full moon I can't speak, I can't even think straight to warn him. I jump to my feet just in time to deflect his hit to the jaw and I take the opportunity to send him on his back with one swift kick to the knee. He grunts as his feet give out from under him and he lands in the dirt. That's when my eyes catch on what he has held tightly in his hand. It's the child's glass container, filled to the brim with fireflies as they buzz around inside. He chucks the bottle at my feet, cracking the glass and sending the bugs everywhere. They fly around my face, blinding me momentarily. But when I finally manage to swat the pests away, I feel even more infuriated then before. Scott was gone, along with the two kids. I let out a piercing snarl and Cora answers in return. The howl is scattered and by the eagerness in her tone I can tell Boyd and her had found something. I follow the echoing sound until I meet back up with them.

  My head snaps up at the sound of approaching game. Cora recognizes the sound and without taking a moment to think, she takes off after it. Leaving me in her dust. Boyd is reluctant to follow and with a grunt he goes in a different direction. I can hear the faint sound of pounding heartbeats and with a lick of my lips, I take off on Cora's tail. There was no way Cora was going to get to kill them before I did. We loose the scent when we enter a large, open clearing. Sitting before us is a pitched tent and a frighten looking girl. She doesn't run or scream at the site of us. She just stands there, quivering, her feet planted firmly in the ground. Cora growls at me to back off but I hardly listen, rushing forward with my claws extended. I'm within inches from the girl when something heavy and hard slams into the back of my head. I turn around expecting it to be Cora but instead I find Isaac, giving me his best smirk. I snap at him but it barely falters his smile. "Bring it." He says and I could have swore I heard him laugh in the process. Isaac shoots forward and I swipe my arm out at him but I'm to slow and he makes contact with my head, sending me hard on my back. Cora grabs him around the neck, causing him to struggle from her grasp. I take the moment of distraction to get a hold of his jacket's collar. I muster all my strength and with one quick shove forward, he fly's into one of the nearby tree's branches. I bend my legs, ready to leap on Isaac as he slams back onto the forest's growth. But before I can leave the ground Scott appears just as fast as he had disappeared before, coming to Isaac's aid. He soars over Isaac's head and hits me square in the chest with his heavy, work boots. I yelp out in frustration more than pain as I go crashing back against the forest floor. Scott recovers faster, propelling himself back onto his feet with his hands. I look to Cora for help but her eyes widen at something behind me and she takes off into the bushes. I turn to face Derek as he joins in on the fight. My human side was telling me I was clearly outnumbered in size and strength. As much as I would like to kill every person standing in front of me right now, I know I have no choice but to follow in Cora's footsteps and run away like a smart cowered, down one of the hiking trails. Derek and Isaac aren't hesitant in going after me, their footsteps echoing through the empty woods. At one point Derek is so close I can practically feel his hot breath trickling down my neck. But after a few turns I loose them in a crowd of fallen branches.

  What happens next, no one could have seen coming. There wasn't suppose to be any other threats in the forest that I didn't already know about. I had lost track of where Cora and Boyd had gone. Now I was just trying to find my way out of the maze of trees and into a place with more life, more targets. But when a twig snaps and I can hear a faint growl from just behold the scattered oaks, I know it's not Boyd and Cora. It's not even  Derek, Scott, or Isaac. This wolf is weak, confused, and blind with rage from their first full moon. Brandon steps out into the moon light, his eyes glowing that unnatural yellow, but on him it seems more like silver. His face is scrunched up and his claws and fangs seem harmless compared to mine, which I had grown to use. I bark at him to stop and submit to his alpha. But being the stupid and naive Beta he was, he continues to close in on me. If I was in my right mind I would try and contain him, stop him from hurting someone. But tonight was different, if he wasn't going to back down then I would take him out. When he swipes at me that's the last straw. I catch his arm and twist it at a unnatural angle, causing him to cry out in pain. I kick him in the ribs and I hear a crack as he doubles over on his knees. Brandon might have been a weak werewolf but he was still a hunter and he wasn't going to give up that side of himself just yet. I barely catch his shoulder with my claws before he rolls out of my way. I know it hurts him to keep moving though and he reacts slowly to my next hit causing him to stumble back a few steps. He wasn't fighting with his claws and that's where I had him at a disadvantage. Brandon kicks out aiming for my legs but I catch him off guard and slice across his stomach. Immediately blood pours from his wound, soaking the grass in red. I take the final chance to attack and I grab a hold of his hair before he can step away. He had shifted back by now, the pain becoming to much for the wolf in him to bare. I rear back and smash his head against the ground as he falls. He groans, closing his eyes. A few more hits and blood seeps out onto the dirt from the back of his head. I couldn't stop and that's what scared myself the most, as I sit back watching my friend die. He manages to peel his eyes open one last time and the fury that swept them over seemed to fade, replaced with a clarity. Recolonization of where he was and what was happening. "Lucy, please don't." He begs but I'm far to gone to listen. I watch in horror as I pull back his head one more time and slam it against the ground, there's a sickening cracking sound and then his body goes still. All life gone from his lifeless corpse, with no traces of Brandon left.

  I wanted so badly to curl up in a ball and cry, to take back what I just did. Erase that past few minutes from my mind, but I coudn't. I wasn't in control of my body and even now my thoughts were scrambled, making it hard to know which feelings were really mine, not the wolf's. This is what my dad had wanted to happen and now he had finally gotten it. I killed my own and there was no taking that back. As I wander back onto the trail a deafening noise rings in my ears, pushing me to move forward. So I run as fast as I can away from the high pitched frequency, leaving the body far behind me, along with any hope I had left for this life, for this town. I can feel a tear slip down my face but its quickly covered up by the red that seems to consume my life.

 This might seem really stupid for me to be saying this but I teared up a little as I wrote the last 2 paragraphs. It was hard to kill off Brandon, especially after all that character growth had started to happen between the characters. But it was my way of setting up for whats to come in the next and possibly final chapter. And you will understand that by the end of this book why it had to happen. Now if you weren't as emotionally attached as I was you probably don't care. I'm garenteeing right now that the ending to this book is going to be far from a fairy tale, so be prepared. On a happier note I updated the cover of the book and I hope you guys like it. I may be changing it later on depending on finding the right picture and comments. I hope to update in the next day or so before school starts on Tuesday but I get so distracted that probably wont happen. As always hope you enjoyed the chapter and continue to comment and vote :) because I love seeing what you think. And feel free to check out some of my other works.