Forever Darkness

Chapter IV - Realisation

ALPHA DARKEL CONSTANTINE

Pain.

That's all I felt.

The most excruciating agony was spreading through my neck like wildfire. A burning sensation ran through my body heating my blood.

I had never felt pain like this before.

Until now.

Falling to the ground in a kneeling position, my arms fall to my side and I freeze. I'm unable to move, only my eyes are able to shift.

I notice Tate slumped on a tree, eyes closed. I'm able to make out his shallow breathing.

Thank fuck.

Regaining the movement of my arm, I reach for my neck feeling for the agonizing wound.

Sweeping my hand across my neck, all I feel is rough skin. Not a single gash or bruise.

Nothing.

What the actual fuck?

For the first time in my life i'm confused.

Where the hell is the pain coming from?

Repossessing my body back, I stand against the discomforting pain and stretch my muscles.

Closing my eyes, I hiss through my teeth the pain still strong.

I'm baffled as to where my injury is.

Where is the pain coming from?

A wave of exhaustion hits me and I slump onto a near by tree to my right.

My body automatically moves to my left and I crash onto the ground uncomfortably. I stare up into the dark night sky again baffled.

How did my body do that?

Why did my body do that?

Another burst of pain erupts in my neck. I squeeze my eyes shut and ball my hands in fists, my back slightly arched above the ground as I try and get through the pain.

The pain suddenly disappears and is replaced by the angry emotions of my inner wolf.

For the first time ever his anger is towards me.

What the fuck have I done?

Again he is worried and nervous. But what for?

'Right'.

I'm speechless.

My wolf has never once spoken to me unless showing his emotions.

But what did he mean 'right'?

'Look right'

Slowly looking right, I freeze.

A girl is sprawled out along the grassy ground unconscious. She's lying on her side so i'm unable to see her face.

I feel an incredibly strong pull towards her, one I have never experienced before.

'Go to her'

I slowly crawl towards the woman still weary of the fact that I don't know her, but have a strong attraction towards her.

Reaching the woman I turn her onto her back gaining a good look at her face.

I'm lost for words. Never have I seen such a beautiful woman.

Her hair is the colour of golden silk with a few white highlights which is spread down past her shoulders in waves. Even with mud clotted in her hair it still smelled amazing.

Of raspberries and mint.

Her skin looked so creamy and soft.

Goosebumps covered her arms, her thin tee and old jeans clearly not keeping the cold away. 

Mud and dirt clung to her clothes and body. On her arms, face, even under her nails.

A few scratches and cuts were visible on her face and arms, but what astonished me most was the silver scar starting on the left of her forehead down to her left eye. 

How was it silver?

Reaching forward I slowly brushed my fingers against the scar.

A shiver ran up my spine, the weirdest sensation. My wolf seemed very satisfied.

Another first.

Sweeping my hand down the side of her face, I bend down and take a whiff of her scent. 

Jesus Christ. 

That has to be the most goddamn most amazing smell. 

It's so intoxicating. So vinous.

It's the scent of chamomile, lemon and sweet-peas all rolled into one.

It smelled like home. 

Wait. What? 

WHERE THE FUCK DID THAT COME FROM?  

GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER DARKEL.

Taking another quick whiff I smelt something else. Something off. A soar smell. 

Noticing blood in her hair I move it away from the right side of her neck, concern and anger overriding my body. 

A large bite mark covers the whole of the right side of her neck. Blood continuously oozed slowly but heavily from the deep wound. A thick layer of skin had been removed in the process of the bite, making the muscles in her neck visible. 

Pressing my hand across the wound to stop the bleeding, a soft whimper escapes her lips,

"Don't...t...touch"

Her eyes slowly open and stare directly into mine.

I'm completely mesmerized.

Never have I seen such dazzling eyes.

They were the colour of bluebells, with swirls of lilac and a ring of silver-and for one awful moment, I think she can see right through me. I feel...exposed. The thought is unnerving. I couldn't look away.

You must.

But I couldn't, I was unable too. I was transfixed. 

Cupping her face in my hands I stroked her forehead with my thumbs feeling the electricity go through my body. 

I wonder if she felt it too?

My wolf was calm for once.

Another first.

I knew in that moment I had found the one person who I though never existed. I didn't deserve. I didn't want, but I already crave. The one person made for me and vice verse.

I had found my other half.

"Please" she whimpered again.

I recognized her voice. 

"What my sweet one?"

You fucking bastard.

"You did this" she spoke softy yet so coldly.

And then it hit me. Like a ton of bricks. 

You did this...

She was the one holding Tate in the air.

She was the one who killed Tommy.

She was the one who killed the group of runners.

She is the one I bit in the neck.

I'm the one who bit her neck.

I'm the one who is making her loose blood.

I'm the one who is causing her pain.

She is the one causing families to be in pain.

I am her mate.

She is my mate.