Unleash

Chapter Two

I drove on, brain completely faraway from the task at hand. My mother always told me to not drive distracted, but my Hummer was a tank and I had more important things to worry about than the possibility of crashing into one of the large trees lining the side of the road. 

Human. I still couldn't believe it. A mate is suppose to be reflective of your power...a partner. A female was suppose to be proud of her mate, he was suppose to be strong, fearless. The image of his nervous blushing face danced around in my head, making my heart beat faster. He definitely wasn't fearless. I groaned and slammed my hands down on to the wheel, disgust flushed through my body once more, immediately followed by guilt on my wolf's part.

My wolf was strong. We were tied together, not separated in the slightest, but that doesn't mean I couldn't distinguish my own thoughts from the ones I got pushed at me. It isn't like your wolf is a separate ever present entity in your mind, but instead just another side of your brain which throws thoughts your way once in a while. You and your wolf are one; they mainly just deal with primal instincts...and by the instincts flooding my brain right now, my wolf was in control; and she wanted her mate.

A honk sounded, breaking me out of my foggy stupor. The light was red, and a car had to slam on their breaks to avoid hitting me. I cursed loudly for running the red, thankful there were no police around, and pulled over to give myself a second to clear my head. 

My wolf made me strong, but also vulnerable. I wanted nothing more than to stride up to The Human and claim him; something the males usually did after first latching eyes with their mate. I'm not the kind of girl to adhere to cookie cutter standards...but that doesn't mean I don't want to be swept off my feet; or at least to have a mate who can feel the pull back.

I sighed, and glanced around at the street signs around me to gain my bearings. Brooks Road...Brooks Road? I'm going the completely wrong direction! I looked around, and in the distance saw a rusty chevy truck. Mate. 

I was unconsciously following his car home. 

Before I could lose his truck, I hastily brought my car back on the main road. If I'm already this far from home, what's the matter with following him all the way, right? Maybe if I see him again, I'll see he isn't my mate and I was just wrong before...maybe it was a slip up?

I maintained a safe distance from his car, but made sure he was constantly in my line of sight. At least  I know he is sixteen or older if he can drive... I groaned and hit my forehead lightly against the wheel. By the time this was over, I was going to have permanent brain damage with all the face-palming I'm doing. 

He had to be a senior because he was in my English 12 class...but that didn't mean he couldn't have skipped a few grades. I groaned. He turned off the main road onto a one way...a completely empty one way. I slowed the car, making sure to maintain a safe distance so I could stay inconspicuous. 

My heart pounded, an almost animalistic desire to know where he resided etched itself into my brain. My wolf wanted to know where he was, incase of an emergency. I mentally chastised myself for being a creep, though not feeling one bit guilty. I reminded myself that wolves are different from humans, I kept following until he turned into a short drive way. 

The house was baby blue, cute and quant; the complete opposite of my home. It had a cream trim running the length of it, and small windows with older looking white lace curtains in them. The grass was a little over grown, as well as the various flowers in the windowsill.  A fairy tale home. There was a rentable moving truck in the drive way.

The Human got out of the truck, and shut the door softly with a rusty squeak. He strode forward, shoulders sagging. He had horrible posture, but definitely looked less wound up than he did at school. His long legs lead him to the front stone path of his home. I parked across the street and pressed my face close to the glass of the car window. Deep in thought I chuckled slightly to myself, a wolf would have been able to sense someone watching but this human was clueless. He tucked his long hair behind his ears. He really had horrible hair; parted in the middle and slightly dirty.