The Loss Of The Fated Mate

chapter3

Alery Pov:

Speeding into the meadow and wet grass beneath my paws the thundering Thuder as my paws hit the ground sending tremors with the impact and leaving water splashed droppelts from the earlier heavey  rains.

Everything else around me blurs with movement the trees colours of green and brown bark blur the green grass blurs.

Only the wolves that I am running at the same speed with are kinda in focus and the sounds of grunts ,heavy of the wolves breathing next to me aswell the thundering of paws around me fill my ears as they twitch to source of unfirmilair sounds.

The small figures from the distance grow in size and the distance begins to get less as both sides run towards each other with full speed.
Everything goes silent for me as only the sound of my hart I can hear with each dof,dof doofdoof the ringing of silence gets louder.

Sound suddenly fills my ears as two large wolves slam into each other ,one of them Josh, both jumping mid air as they attack .white canines shine from a flash of thuderis light and a loud boom following after by echoes as it fades out and growls fill the silence after the sound faded...

I ram myself into the next one running to me .its  Wight coats vivid in the dark. The she - wolf attempts to go for my neck .

I duck going for her leg and snap down on it drawing blood she tumberling going head first already have been leaning forward  in the direction where she missed my neck.

I jump on her form going for the neck  but DAMN did she fight its not as though they calm and just lift thiere neck for you to bite the death spot especially if they know it is Heck I wouldn't .

She scratches my side's with her paws pain full but bearly drew blood untill she goes limp leavening  me free.

. My small size to a pure blood was my advantage for now but for howl long?Either way  I just survived  5mins in beatal I might live to see another 10 😂😂

I see a midnight black wolf  twist the neck of dead mut  that lies limp on the forest floor it lifts its head , dark green eyes meet mine with blood dripping from its once white canines.
Staring me straight down
Me it's next target.

We both storm towards each other meeting mid air
Me actually tunneling over the huge wolf due to my lack of experience of real actule life combat true I've  trained but there is a differences.

The wolf chuckels at my idioticness the sounds  of snarls and snaps of other fights continue through his chuckels.

I roll myself over snarling my canines and snap for his neck but got a poor grip as he pushes me down onto my back with just his paw and I whimper his dark furry paw pushing down on my chest I lift my head and bite his paw ,what's with me and Going for the paws?they always taught to go for the neck or stomach wear the flesh is vounrabel and begin to kick my back paws actually cutting skin with my claws. He moves himself off me and I tumble myself onto him and go for the death bite.
He begins to go long limp when a mass furred brown body slams into mine actually sending me mid air  pushing me off of the black wolf that was so close to death.

The black wolf lies limp only the sound of grunted breaths can be heard asWell as the large rise and fall of his chest.

His buddy heads to me with slow strides I lift myself up and shake my fury head from the discodination.

He jumps on me sending me tumbling.
This one was huge a littel bigger than most pure bloods alpha blood must be in this ones veins I attempt to turn myself attempting to scrambel myself out from under his mass I free myself just to be pulled back as he missed the scruff of my neck and clamps down hard onto my side.
I give pained high pitched whimpers as he pushes down with claimed teeth piercing deep into skin.

He then picks me up by my gruff and thrust me into the trunk of a nearby tree due to his large size to my smallerNess he was abel to due  to pure bloods are generally bigger than muts.

I roll over quickly my snarling my canies showing the one midnight  black wolf t that trashed bears his canisens and growls his in
I Sprint my hind paws shooting sand as I Sprint towards the dark furry wolf I jump and snap my canies into think fur with littel skin
The wolf swivels its neck and is Babel the grab mine the perfect nada ....the death bright