Rejecting The Wolf Inside

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Winter

"You bloody bastard!" I yelled out, shaking with rage. He dare try to harm us. I was not to be taken lightly when rounded up in a corner. Don't they ever know not to cage a wild thing, "You better call off your men or I will personally find you and tear out your throat."
I hear a muffled croaky laugh, "I'm not the man you should be threatening." Frank said before the phone went silent following behind was a long screeching beep.

"What did he say?" Lykaos said as she dragged herself up in a sitting position leaning against a wall. Her eyes shinning brighter than normal while looking at me, with hair wildly messier.

Sighing heavily while aggressively pulling at my own hair, "He said he wasn't the man to be threatened," I spoke, walking around the small room. The room smelt of a rusty coffee with walls painted a creamy pale. Looking in the bathroom I noticed a reasonably sized window, "We've got a way out of here." I said grinning, pointing towards the window.

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Jumping outside the window wasn't easy for Lykaos with her injury but eventually we made it out. We fled as soon as our feet had touched the ground, we didn't have time to waste. My arm wrapped around Lykaos waist, running as fast as we could. A sudden realization that it was quiet, a little too quiet when a familiar scent was lingering in the air. We slowed down and I lifted my nose to the air to get a better smell of it and a sudden crack was made, my head flew in the direction of it and I narrowed my eyes, "Someone's been following us."

Lykaos looked in the same direction as I, "What do we do?" She said while slowly taking a step behind me. I knew she had yet to be awakened and it wasn't her time. Or so I thought. "I need to you run and find somewhere safe to hide until I come find you, okay?" I whispered to her. I felt her shake her head, her hair gently hitting my arms "I'm not going to leave you!"

I turned around to face her, words of encouragement for her ready to be spoken but when I saw her face, her eyes were wide, staring behind me. A soft but aggressive growl was heard, my mind raced fast when I suddenly pushed Lykaos to the ground and she rolled in a nearby small ditch. Her screams covered my agony ones as I forced myself to change.

It felt like hours had passed before I stood on all fours. My body ached from the forced change and I shook my body around trying to ease it. I turned around to see the same Wolf when we were first attack. Blue eyes blazing bright, feet positioned in a fighting stance. A feeling not to fight but to protect him tugged at my limps but I wouldn't budge. The instinct of him being a threat had kept my hackles raised and my teeth on show.

We both waited, watching each other for a moment of weakness or anything to move for this fight to be set ablaze. It stayed quiet though, only when I heard the soft groans of Lykaos that sent the Wolfs head flying in her almost forgotten presence. My teeth grazed into a ragged smile at the sight of it as I wasted no time in jumping at him and sinking my teeth around his neck.

Lykaos

The sound of flesh being ripped at was clear, my ears rang from the violent commotion. I groaned out as my limps ached from crashing into the ground, something had felt off.

I stood up and my head suddenly filled with images, teeth grazing at my skin, fur rubbing against me, there were wolves surrounding me. Tugging me this way and that, my eyes could not focus on one wolf as they flew around me like dancing shadow.

Whispers seeping through my body as the hairs on my back stood up. This did not feel right, my mind was in a haze and I could not comprehend what was happening when a screeching whine had my head shooting up and my eyes blazing.

I stalked towards the sounds of helpless whines, fighting the urge to tear at my flesh and to continue on my walk up and out of the ditch.

My fingers twitched from violent bursts of heat coursing through my blood, I felt myself sweat and out of breath when I made it out and what I saw most definitely blew the rest of the air out of my lungs.

Two majestic beasts, one the colour of midnight and the other as bright as the snow itself with small bits of lighting silver striking through its fur.

A connection tugged at me when my eyes stared right into the bright grey eyes of the midnight wolfs.

Winter!

Her fur was ragged with cuts and bite marks but she had the upper hand with finally wrapping her jaws around the white wolf. I looked towards the poor wolf under her, his eyes were already locked onto me as I peered down at him.

The bright blue density of his eyes had spoken a thousand words to me, his eyes held answers and an already knowing look glazing in them.

Small twigs breaking in the forest forced me to look up and I hadn't noticed how dark it had gotten. The sun was setting turning the forest into a greenish glow. But that wasn't what had interested me the most. Glowing eyes of all kind were staring deeply at me.

I felt like a belong, like home was finally here. I instinctively took a step towards the them, one step at a time I came closer and closer and their eyes seemed to glow brighter in a welcoming way.

Then they started to dim out, my gut twisted violently and my jaws clenched tight as fear slowly crept in my bones. My legs had become weak and started to collapse down under pressure.

A lump formed in my throat while my stomach had suddenly clenched in pain, my left hand flew to my mouth as I started to cough and I crouched down while my right hand cradled my aching stomach.

When I took my hand from my mouth a large amount of substance had remained in my hand. I knew what it was before I saw it, the sweet metallic scent hit my nose straight away.

I stared down wide-eyed at my hand covered in blood, but it wasn't just normal blood. It had turned black.

All of a sudden the eyes turned into dark forms and then into large wolves that flew between trees and raced out towards me. I remained conscious just enough time for their teeth to latch on and stat tearing into my flesh and for my agonized filled cry to echo into the open forest.

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