The Chase

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Waking up covered in sweat and heart racing is what I have become accustomed to. Drenching the covers with the pain of one night. One single night that changed my world 10 years ago. I wouldn't let myself go back to that place and overcome with the feeling of claustrophobia I peeled of my sticky sheets and ran outside into the cooling pitch black night to catch my breathe. It wasn't far to run considering Arch and I live in a cabin of four rooms in the middle of the woods. I sat down on the steps leading to the green expanse where I have come to call home. At least as close to what a home should be. Resting my head in my palms I hear the steady groans on the floor boards as Archie came to join me. Neither of us were startled as this happens so frequently. Placing a comforting hand on my shoulder he sat down next to me and brought me into a side hug. No one knows me better. He kissed my temple and whispered in my ear to go and get changed. 

Routine. That's what I look for. Repetition, repetition, repetition. Standing up I walk back into my room and look at the clock, 4am; later than usual. Changing into my training gear I meat back up with him outside the front door. No one has ever found us here so we hardly need to lock up.

Archie set his usual insanely fast pace. He thinks  i need the challenge, something to put me through my paces. Of course he's right, he's always right. We wove endlessly through thick forest. Fallen trees and rocks becoming obstacles which we both skipped past. This is where I thrive, where I belong.

"You know Inks maybe if you were a boy you could actually keep up with me" came Archie's 'I'm pushing your buttons and I know I am' voice. 

"Maybe. But seen as you're basically a girl, I have no excuse." I shout cheekily overtaking him on the last corner and striding out back to the house. 

Looking back over my shoulder I see his tongue sticking out trying his damn hardest to keep up, this boy will be the death of me. Running as a wolf usually helps me release pent up frustrations easier but as Archie tells me every day, a mixture of both human and wolf form in training can only make you stronger as you never know what situations you might face. 

"Guess you got me this time squirtlet, I was only going easy on you though" he winked at me as he passed me on the steps of our cabin.

Sitting back on the place I had sat only an hour before all the tension in my body had left. A new me for a new day. Watching the sun rise above the tree tops sending golden flashes onto the leaves that hold water from the rain of the previous day. Dew matts the green grass and everywhere I look is covered by moss. 

After everything I've been through, I've hardly considered the chance of finding a mate when I turn 21 in a couple of months time. Archie is all I need, him and me together. With what we've been through together I find myself not wanting to find my mate- I'm as happy as I can be right now. 

I've seen the effects of what having a mate can do to someone. Archie found his mate 10 years ago at the age of 20. This for males is the norm and he as everyone else does, fell helplessly in love. She was snatched away too soon, along with the rest of our pack. To this day I don't know how he managed to put her death to the side for the brief moment to get us away from that awful place, but he did. It took him 5 years of living in this hut before he could shift again, before he could go a full night of sleep because of her, his Violet.

He did everything for us, he carried me here, bruised and burned to set up our new life. The only survivors. I have him to thank for being alive now. He's forever telling me that I was the one who managed to save him after losing her but it was him, all of it. He provided for me, nursed me back to health and made me into the person I am today.

"Fried eggs sunny side up my dearest" I heard Archie say from the table we set up on the porch.

"Why thank you kind Sir." I smiled and hugged him pouring all of my adoration for this man into that one act. 

I sat down across from him and took a moment to study him before I started eating. Archie being Archie had already eaten 3 of his 5 eggs and was chuffing down his orange juice. 

"Steady on mate we've got physical combat training in an hour can't have me beating you again!" I winked at him and dove into my own portion.

Life was as good as it could be. I'd gone through some serious shit in my life and Arch was my ray of sunshine. He was the last person who deserved to have his soul mate ripped away from him. I just hoped I could patch up 1/8 of the wounds Violet wake had left on her mates heart. 

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⏰ Last updated: May 22, 2017 ⏰

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