His Moon Kissed Luna

[4]Screaming and Shifting

Live like a wolf. Wild . Free . Hungry.

-c.pacific

-10 hours back-

I tiptoed my way silently through the hallway . I didn't want to wake anybody up and I was pretty sure Jason was sane enough not to follow me after that little stunt I pulled. I didn't understand how everybody was keeping their cool even after knowing that we could be attacked any second. Just because Zach and I were far away from the pack does not mean nobody would come to their aid. If they thought I was the main priority there is something terribly wrong with this picture.

I opened the back door and inspected the woods that covered the entire back side border of the pack. It was suffice to say that I knew every bit of land in this pack and if I ran through these woods I could get back to my pack in an hour , that is if I don't lose my way or if I don't get eaten up by bears. This is by far the best route to take because I might come across one or two patrol wolves and if I am lucky enough I can evade their path too.

I know I am a little on the impulsive side, but when it comes to my pack I wont hesitate to kill or die or even run away in the middle of the night. Its that one thing you can count on from a werewolf, loyalty. As I made my way into the woods I heard the roar of an engine dying down. I started running deeper into the woods knowing that if chase and Zach realised that I am gone they would hunt me down and lock me in this place forcefully until this whole thing blows off , preferably not in our faces.

The deeper I went into the woods , this really weird feeling I had inside kept increasing. I felt my body temperature increase and very uncomfortable burning settled on my skin. At first I tried ignoring it as I ran my way through the woods. But as I approached the pack border without anybody following me or without encountering any border patrol , the uncomfortable feeling only seemed to increase.

Once I reached the border the impact of my decision hit me hard, but I have always been the type of person who does things first and thinks of the consequences later. My impulsive nature had got me in trouble many times, but I hoped for my sake that this time it would be different.

I was quite sure nobody would run as fast as me even if they were being chased by rabid bears. There is a first for everything I guess. If I told my father or Zach that I ran all the way from blue moon pack to my own pack they would have laughed in my face. Hell even I would have laughed at my self.

I wasn't keeping track of the time that passed but I estimated that it took about 2 hours to reach mystic moon. However my body wasn't celebrating my achievements. All the way till here I could sense my lungs burning from the lack of air and my knees felt like they would give away any second now. Once I entered my pack border my body couldn't take it any longer , its like all the adrenaline that gave me strength to run had vanished into thin air. Damn it! Why couldn't I have gone for training with my brother all these years? Why did my personal training only involve physical combats? I leaned on to a nearby tree and sagged onto the ground like a pile of potatoes. Yeah, people should just call me a potato instead of calling me Anna.

I guess I got lucky when the border patrol didn't catch me back in blue moon but I didn't have the same luck here. As I took deep breaths to calm my racing heart and sooth my lungs all in one go, I heard a deep growl that came from right behind me. I jumped in the air and quickly got up. A greyish white wolf appeared from the bushes probably to inspect the noise. I should have known better, I was panting like a dog, I was bound to make noise.

Once I had a quick look at the all too familiar wolf I didn't know if I should laugh or cry. "its you" I squeaked nervously. The wolf gave a warning growl , which meant stay here ill come back in a sec to deal with you. It went back into the bushes and after a second a very grim faced Donovan came back.