Wolvesblood

Journal #8

Katie****

The only thing I feel is the extreme pain that is radiating from my wounds. I can feel the muscle stretching and growing at an alarming rate, trying to fill in the hole that has been placed in my shoulder by my father. 

I can’t help but pity my father because after my mother had died he lost part of himself and now he has lost me too.

Flashback ***

            “MOM!!!!” I screamed. I can’t find her.

I was training on how to track a wolf with my mother because she is the best tracker we have in the program. She can track a wolf even if it left no paw prints and only a line of small twigs broken. A green leaf on the ground here, a twig snapped in two there, a half paw print in a crack in the ground. She could track anything but I always could tell that my mom was special. She always moved her head back and forth like she was trying to catch a scent, but I never looked any farther in to it.    I suddenly hear a scream echo off of the nearby mountains making it difficult to find which direction it came from. I run in the direction that I think that it came from. I stubble over the twigs, the roots, the holes as I’m trying to find my mother. I trip over a rock and I fall into a clearing. What I see has scared me for life.

I see my mother underneath a huge golden brown wolf that is growling at her while she tries to locate her sliver dagger that is stored at the middle of her back.  Her dagger is a special one. Normally they are just a piece of sliver made to cut into a wolves flesh but hers has a strap of leather around it almost like it is protecting her from the sting of the sliver on her flesh.  She isn’t able to get her dagger so she starts clawing at the beasts eyes causing the surrounding area to start bleeding because of the nails, but they seem to be missing the eyes almost like it is deliberate. 

I scream as loud as a can thinking that I can distract the wolf so my mother can escape and kill it, but this wolf seem to be completely engorged in my mom. The next moment the wolf grabs one of my mom’s arms and drags her into the surrounding forest. I can still she her face filled with fear and acceptance because she always knew that she was going to die fighting a wolf and not from old age.

 I haven’t had the training so I know that I stand no chance of defeating this wolf. I scream for my father trying to give directions so he can come and save mother, but he doesn’t make it in time. Before he gets to the opening I hear another scream from my mother that is suddenly cut off almost like she was killed. The forest is quite almost like it knows that some one had died and was giving there regards to the life that was lost.

There is too much blood on the ground from where she was taken to have her live any longer than what she had lived. I fall to my hands and knees in the middle of the pool of blood and my hands get covered with blood. I then put my hands on my head covering my eyes while I make the tears run paths on my hand making the tears turn pink. I’m ashamed of myself because I may have been able to save my mothers life, if I had just tried.

When my father gets to the opening and sees me covered and surrounded in blood he knows that his wife, my mother, is dead. His face tells it all. It’s filled with pain, hate, disgust, and lastly love as his dead eyes gazes at me. He knows how hard it must have been for me to find the pool of blood but he doesn’t know that I watched mother get taken by a mutt, a monster.

Flashback end*****

Katie ******

My eyes try to open but my lids feel like they are lead weights. They refuse to move only to flutter without opening completely.

            I hear someone talking to me trying to wake me up but something is trying to drag me into the dark abyss that is my slumbering mind. I know I must wake up or I could die but they fluffy blackness looks so comfortable.

            All of a sudden I feel something digging into my back reaching into my very being. My eyes then open with a start and I scream for all I am worth. I can see golden brown pine needle in front of my face meaning that I am laying on my stomach. I twist my head so I can see what is causing me this amount of pain. I see my mate with his fingers covered in blood throwing a small sliver bullet covered in blood and small chunks of bone in to the woods to never be thought of again.

            He then picks me up and begins running towards the source of the wolf smell, the pack house.

What!!! We can be heading towards the pack house. How will they react when they see their Alpha’s mate is a hunter, one that has helped kill many of their kind.  I thought.  Will they accept me or will they take their chance and try to kill me.

When we reach the house I catch a glimpse of someone that I thought was long gone. Someone who I thought was died.  With her long red hair, her heart shaped face, and her supermodel figure I believe that it is my mother, but how can that be she was taken by wolves and killed. If she’s alive then that means that she is a turned wolf, or maybe she was a wolf all along.

With the little strength that I have recovered I scream out my mothers name, Scarlet! That is when she turns around and looks me in the eye and my whole world begins to fall into pieces. Everything that had happed in the past six year was a lie, a fraud, and a misconception. The last thing that I remember whispering is “But she’s dead,” that is when I welcome the fluffy blackness that lurks behind my eyelids.

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I wake up to brightness. The room is completely white, the walls, the floor, the sheets, the metal, everything was white. It hurt my eyes, from coming from complete darkness and going to pure white your eyes get a major shock.

I must have made a sound from the shock because to white door opens up to a very worried Jared. When he notices that I’m up he comes over and gives me a great big wolf hug. Then he calls the pack doctor. She comes in a little bit later and she is surprised that I’m completely healed because the wounds that I had were so severe. 

She asks me how I’m feeling, and to be truthful I’m feeling great. I can’t even tell that I was injured. I feel no lingering pain, I’m not uncomfortable, but I am stiff. Well that could be from sitting in a bed all day and not moving while my body tried to heal it self. 

When to doctor left, my mate came and sat next to me on the bed. We were just sitting on the bed when a heavy feeling came upon me. My chest could hardly move, my breathing slowed, and my head got light. It seemed like the room became a vacuum in just a few seconds. That is when the door creaks open and I see the one person that I miss the most.

My Mother.

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Yeah I got this posted before weekend. I hope you enjoy it. 

~AryaGreen