The White Wolf[2]((Rough, Unedited))

Marissa

Chapter 7-

 I paced outside the pack house scared. What did Duce mean by 'My brother? He's no match for me'? Duce can't possibly.. Yet he killed his helpless little sister. Natalia. I shifted and plopped on the ground, pressing my face into my hands.

"Poor Natalia." I whispered to myself, tears pouring down my face. "You didn't do anyth--" a wolf growled behind me. Marissa.

"I have a proposition for you," Marissa shifted and sat next to me, a growl still deep in her chest.

"How'd you get out? And Why would I want to do anything for YOU?" Marissa reached over and popped off my leg.

"Because I did this, I feel bad but I have no problem doing it again, and because Duce and Lucas were fighting in the cell next to mine, busted the wall.." Images flew through my mind.

"Okay. I'll hear you out, but do you know why we look so alike? I sure don't."

Marissa looked at me with pained eyes. "Natalie's dead.." she stated the obvious.

"Yes.??"

"Just saying. Anyway, do you remember when your father used to tell you the stories of his brother Morris?"

"Yeah they were twins, just like my mother and her sister Candyce."

"Well, the odd part is," she took a breath. " Morris and Candyce were mates. They had a son together, my brother, but he died because of your stupid mate." She growled at the thought. "That's where I come in. My mother couldn't have anymore children after my brother and she heard that your mother just got pregnant and my mother got upset. My father and mother mated repeatedly and when they were about to give up, I popped up."

"But.." I gasped. "We are the.. We are the ones from the legend!" I said staring at her.

"Yes. Problem is.. our mates. our mates are wrong and they don't see our importance. Of course they want us to carry their pups but," she stopped.

"But we have a prophecy to fulfill," I added. "We are to birth the two white wolfs and teach them the ways of our lives.. Then we have to.." Tears poured down my face again. "We have to kill off the Strigoi." My best friend was a vampire, but hopefully not a Strigoi.

"Yes," she popped my leg back on. "And we have to do it soon." she told me about the vampire attacks on her old pack and  how they're going to my father's pack next, skipping ours fighting everyone, then coming here once their strong enough.

"Oh geez!" she nodded in sympathy.

I  mind linked Lucas. 'Lucas. Let Duce go! I'm with his mate and we need to talk. NOW.'

He growled. 'Fine.'

"They're coming."

Incase you don't understand how vampires work, I'll explain it;

The Moroi are good vampires with special connections to the earth. Dhampirs are half human half Moroi and are the Moroi's Guardians, meaning they put their lives before the Moroi if danger approaches. Honestly I think Vampires go against all laws of nature as do the Alchemists but the Alchemists think all creatures go against the laws of nature. Weather it be werewolves, fairies, ogres, vampires, etc.

 Last but not least, the bad vampires. They're called Strigoi, and they have red-rimmed eyes and sickly white skin. They are way stronger and faster than Moroi, have immortality. Strigoi has no mercy and kills when it drinks blood. If they were a Moroi, they will forever loose their powers for they have no soul nor lifesource for it to stay. There is two ways to become a Strigoi.

1)Kill while drinking.

2)Be a Strigoi, kill someone by taking all their blood, then replace it with your own blood.

Just dandy huh.

The guys brought us clothes and reluctantly started to be nice to each other. I leaned back against Lucas' chest and Marissa did the same to Duce. Duce was almost literally glowing to have his mate in his arms. Marissa and I explained what we talked about.

"Oh geez. We really have it cut out for us." Lucas rubbed the back of his neck.

" The bad part is," Duce said, his face now twisted in sorrow. " I killed Natalie, and we have to get cracking on this mate thing. Soon. I just got an update and the vampires are already pretty powerful."

Marissa and I flushed and shot towards each other in mirrored movements. "Holy shit balls." we both said in usion. "I am NOT ready to carry pups. Especially yours!" We said again in usion pointing at our mates. Our heads snapped towards each other. "Did we really say that together? Are we seriously doing it now!" we said yet again together. Duce and Lucas laughed at us.

"Shut up you jerk." I tackled Lucas and he tumbled backwards, pulling me with him to the ground. Marissa did the same, but she said douche instead of jerk and Duce expected her attack. Lucas rolled over and pinned my hands above my head. "We are not starting now." I winked, threw lucas off me and ran, with Marissa behind me.

Maybe this won't be so bad. For now.