Primal Inheritance: Freedom [COMPLETED]

Chapter 22: Wolf Men

Marissa

Allen finally let go of him. He kicked him in the side, and Donovan rolled over in the grass.
Allen tried to speak, but made a bunch of warbling yelps like an angry puppy.

But Donovan recovered faster than I expected. Barking viciously, he made another leap for Allen's throat. Allen tried to grab him and stop him but Donovan anticipated this. He faked right and jumped right on Allen's arm. Running all the way up, he lunged for Allen's throat, sinking his teeth in deep once again.

I could see the pain in Allen's eyes now. His pretty brown eyes started to water, and he moaned in pain. "Donovan, let go!" I demanded, still scared to get close. He kept acting like I didn't exist.

Allen grabbed Donovan one more time and l squeezed him till he yelped.
He plucked Donovan off his shoulder, and raised him up to his face.

"Weak... Dog." Allen growled, and dropped Donovan on the spot.
His voice was scary. So deep and scratchy, as if he was growling as he spoke. I'd never seen him talk in this wolf form, and this was probably the first time he's ever done it.

"Been this way... For years." he continued.
"But You haven't achieved... This. You are weaker than me, and yet you caused this to happen..." He slowly began to get better at speaking.  "You've filed your own death sentence."

Donovan tried to attack again, but Allen slammed him to the ground again five more times. On the last time, when Allen removed his hand, Donovan was back in human form, bruised up and bloody. I hurried up and threw Allen's jacket over him, covering his... unmentionables.

Allen slowly turned back himself, starting at the face and slowly getting smaller. When he returned to human form, I was shocked to see he still had clothes on.
"What the hell?" I said to him.
"What?" he replied, dumbfounded. I pointed at his chest. "Oh. The girl in there did this with a spell. My clothes stay the same after I transform."

As much as I didn't want to like her, I wanted to see if she could make this happen for Donovan, Jamie and I. Being a werewolf would be so much easier if we didn't have to worry about our clothes.

"DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME!!" screamed Donovan. He struck Allen in the face and held him against the wall. Donovan had started shifting into the wolf form, but some of his bones must have been broken, because he wasn't shifting correctly. Fur was sprouting all over, and his legs transformed first, making him look creepy and awkward as he pressed Allen against the wall.

"I AM stronger than you! You are going to do what I say!" He started banging Allen's had against the wall. Even in the middle of his crippled, slow transformation, he still had strength to do some damage. Allen's blood covered the wall after the second hit.

"I am the Alpha!"
At this point, I realized it was hopeless. They're going to keep ignoring me so I might as well not even try.

He jacked up Allen, and pulled his face close to his. "You are going to respect me. You are going to apologize and help us with the vampires. You have no choice. Do you understand?"

Allen's eyes matched his even though he hadn't transformed back into his wolf form yet.
"You..." Allen paused. "Are going to kiss my black-"

Donovan kicked him through the wall with his jacked up, half formed, wolf legs before Allen could finish his sentence. "Why doesn't he listen to me?!" Donovan screamed, and I wasn't sure if he was talking to me, or himself. "Why doesn't he do what I say?! I'm the alpha!"
He started banging his own head, and tried to transform more. His body wasn't healing great enough though, and some of his bones that grew too big started jutting out of his skin, wounding him even more. His face was scowling as he tried to fight through the pain.