Werewolf Lost In Time

3.The Forest

"A mountain with a wolf on it stands a little taller." - Edward Hoagland
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The sound of birds chirping woke me up and brought a little smile to my face knowing they're my alarm clock. Everything that took place last night flooded back into my mind about going to dine at my grandfather's house then Tamara casting a spell on me and me passing out.

Why are birds chirping in my grandfather's dinning room...

That's when I felt the soft moist soil under me, opening my eyes I scramble to my feet and take in my suroundings to which is a lush green over grown forest. Trying not to hyperventilate I try to think about how I got here because I know this isn't the forest around the pack ground which is as well taken care of as a forest can be.

Think..

Tamara that witch! Where the hell did she send me. Tears swelled in my eyes at the thought of being lost in some unknown place, "Grandad how could you let this happen to me!" , I cried out, trying to get out my frustration.

Focus. You need to get out of the forest.

Taking off my clothes I roll them into a bundle to use again when I shift back. Focusing my energy I shift into my wolf form, the pain of the bones breaking and shifting lessening each time. Stretching, I dig my claws into the soil, loving the feeling of being free in my wolf form. Scooping up my clothes in my mouth I prepare to bolt off, something that's draining but needed right now.

Three...two...one...

Taking off at a speed that would look like a blurr to the human eye, I bolt through the forest, taking pleasure as the forest critters run from my path, not being able to help it I howl in joy. Slowing down about 5 minutes later I hear a river gushing not far from me, following the sound I find the river easily enough.

Shifting back to my human form I throw my clothes down and I go on my knees to get to the water. Cupping my hands in the river I hungrily gulp down the cold clean tasting water, enjoy the feeling of quenching my thirst after such a fast run.

"Well well well what do we have here? A naked woman on her knees, just the way I like them. And a beautiful woman at that, aren't I lucky!"

Oh my gawsh there's someone behind me, better face them now than later. Getting up I try my best to cover my exposed breasts and my sex, knowing I'd have to expose them to get dressed I don't dare take the chance.

Looking at his armour with a howling wolf impression on his chest it looks like he just came from a medieval carnival.

"Sorry Sir but can you uhm tell me where I am?"

"Are you an idiot! You're trespassing and we don't take kind to that, I'll have to take you to King Eric to await your punishment." Seeing the dark look in his eyes I knew this couldn't be good. " King Eric? We don't have a king we have a president, what are you on about, did you lose a few brain cells wondering the forest?"

I saw it coming before I felt the impact, falling to the ground I touch my bruising cheek where I just got backhanded.

"Put clothes on, we're going," He snapped before crossing his arms. Knowing the whole privacy thing is way behind us I get dressed trying to ignore the arousal I smell coming from him.

I barely finished dressing before he grabbed my arm and dragged me onwards.

"What the hell kind of clothes is that, are you a tavern wench?" Looking down at my black skirt and white blouse I frown. "This is what I normally wear when I teach, there's nothing wrong with it." Rolling his eyes at my response we continue in silence.

Watching the sureness of his steps I could tell he knows this forest well which means there's probably no pack here or they would've killed him by now. Stepping out the forest we walk towards a mideval castle.

What the fuck. Could they be..

Sniffing the air I pick up a faint scent, one of a pack I didn't know so I didn't catch the smell earlier "Werewolves.." I breathed out.
"Aye. Now you'll be meeting the king." Being dragged through the castle gates my heart stopped. Remembering my history I recalled a werewolf king, King Eric who slaughtered for fun and cared for little. Tamara sent me about 1000 years into the past, that witch bitch lied about the whole finding my mate thing. I'm gonna die here.

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