December's Day

Wolverns

~recap~

What were those? I asked mentally.

He shook his head and tapped his ear then his head before pointing toward the footsteps that seemed more animalistic the more I focused.

I took his meaning and we ran in pure silence.

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December's P.O.V.

After a few miles, Stranger stopped and answered my question.

"Those were Wolverns. I don't know how to describe their looks. They don't look like any human creatures. They have heat vision and merely saying their name is like giving them a GPS with your location permanently programmed in."

"Then why did you just say their name?" I was confused.

"I can sense their presence when we are too near."

"So I'm a Royal?" I asked.

"Yes. Somewhere in your background, a Royal married a human and had a child, your ancestor. Normally, a Royal would change the human first but there a few rare cases where your story happened. The child stays human until it's 17th birthday. If they change three or four days earlier, they are able to rule, those changed on or after join the Council of Supernatural." Stranger ran his hand through his hair again, pacing back and forth.

I thought about it for a moment. Me? The girl who stayed silent for seventeen years and was ignored by her parents?

"You know a lot about this." I stated.

"Yes. Those changed months or years after, lose all rights to anything a Royal has. Basically, they lose their title as a Royal."

"You were a Royal?" I asked, trying to fit the puzzle pieces together.

"Then I became a hunter." Stranger added, confirming my guess.

"Woah. Wait does that mean we are siblings?!" I started freaking out. I kissed him!

"No." He chuckled. "There are multiple families of Royals. Each continent has one. I'm from the European family. My bet is that you are the North American family."

"How do you know so much about Wolverns?" I leaned against a tree, brushing my hair to the side.

"The European family is the only family that trains Wolverns. Me and my brothers trained many before we neared our birthdays. Even though we are born vampires, we had yet to gain our abilities. I was the only one to lose my title."

Stranger leaned next to me, our shoulders touching. I looked up at the sky, the pinks and golds of sunset hinted with blues and purples.

I tested my new hearing, pinpointing different sounds. Last, I do asked on Stranger's barely-there heartbeat.

Boom..........Boom..........Boom..........Boom

"Stranger, why do you have a heartbeat?" I blurted. "I mean, I thought you're dead."

"I'm not completely dead. If I were human, I would be in a near-death coma."

"Does it hurt?" I whispered.

"Huh?"

"Changing. Does it hurt? Don't sugarcoat it."

"Yes." he sighed again, filled with pity. "Those I've seen change say it hurts badly. Thousands of needles pressing into your skin. Your blood slows dramatically. Your nerves die then come back alive. They said the worst part is hearing your heart slowing."

He hugged me to his chest and sobbed onto his shirt.

"Shh Shh" He hushed me and stroked my hair.

"Grrrrraaaahhhh!" an enraged cry came from a few feet away.

Stranger pulled me behind him and hissed at the two Wolverns who were creeping behind the trees.

They had a canine-like head. Their limbs elongated and twisted. Their skin was a dark brown and rough. Scales covered their stomachs and chest. They were roughly the size of a bear, probably bigger, and had two small pointed ears. Their eyes were the size of dinner plates, black with a red dot in the center. Teeth the size of daggers were bared in our direction.

One of them snarled in a different language, hisses and grunts.

"Release girl." the other growled, one huge, clawed paw stepping toward us.

"Never!" Stranger bared his fangs and pulled me closer.

They launched themselves at us and Stranger pushed me to the side.

I yelped and steadied myself before I hit the ground.

The Wolverns were attacking Stranger with a ferocity that would shame any human predator.

He not into one of their shoulders and ripped it off of him.

It howled with pain and licked its wound before returning to the fight.

I panicked. Stranger couldn't possibly win. His head barely reached just under their shoulders.

I charged at one, digging my shoulder into its side and dragging it off Stranger.

I went on autopilot. Ducking and dodging its blows and hurting it myself.

Stranger soon finished off the one attacking him and came to join me.

We pinned it down soon and Stranger got in its face.

"Who sent you?" He snarled, his eyes black.

It snapped at his nose and he scratched its cheek with his sharpened nails.

"Who. Sent. You." he asked again, his nails posed at its throat.

"Master." It choked out. "You die."

It snapped again, this time Stranger didn't hesitate to kill it.

Blood was splattered across his face when we stood up.

"Stranger..." I took a step towards him, my hand reaching for his shoulder.

His nose flared and his black eyes zeroed in on my collarbone. Blood flowed from a deep gash the Wolvern managed to make.

I raised my hand to cover the cut but he was in front of me, his hand catching mine and his head slowly lowering.

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