(Isadora's P.O.V)
The moment I was sure that they were asleep, I crept out of slowly making sure not to make any noise. As soon as I was out of the window I wished they didn't hear me.
I knew there would be night guards but I had no choice. If I managed to escape I would be safe. They would never dare step into Dust killer Territory. I crept along the edge of the houses making sure i was always in the shadows.
I knew they would track my sent and it was paramount that I found some sort of water to wash it all off before I run home. I could shift. I contemplated but I knew the wolf me would leave more of a scent than the human me.
In the distance a mass of darkness became in sight. I reached a lake not so far from the house. I had to wash off before they track me. Just behind the lake a mass of forest I could shift in the water and they would never find me.
Satisfied with the plan in my head I slowly walked into the icy cold waters making sure the internal voice telling me to scream from the cold would stay as an internal voice. I slowly dunked my head into the water and envisioned my wolf.
I imagined the small black wolf, the four white paws. And the star mark that was unique to me. I imagined the wolf I would become.
I felt my bones bend, my ribs contract. I felt my fingers break and mend. For that one second underwater, i felt my heart stop.
The yellow eyes of my wolf open its eyes underwater only to see Dimose look back from the merky waters. He was there and I knew he felt me. He heard my call. Gathering all the energy I had I launched my self above water and into the forest.
When I looked back I didn't see Deimos any more where is he. Contrary to popular beliefe the wold does not see very well but our sense of smell was unparalleled. I sniffed the night air hoping to smell him in the night but he was not there.
Abandoing any hope that he might be here with me I launched my self into the woods and run. I don't know how long i run or where i run too but after hours of runining i realised i was once again in the Dusk killers territory.
As I ran I called out to any dusk killers who where patrolling to help me i couldn't run any more my body was sore and I fall to my knies. I gave a small sigh in my head before i realised that the humans that lived in dusk killers territory would not be friendly to a grown wolf if it walked amongst their houses. Hearing the call of the wolf this close to their homes would make the humans very nervouse and shifting to human form was impossible especially since wolves did not shift with clothes on.
Their suburban folkes would rather see a wolf than a naked woman. I tried calling again, hopeing that the humans would mistake my call for a radio, I howled again louder and more panicked than before. but nothing happend. It was if nobody heard me.]
Where were they?
Just as i had finally decided to risk going towards the center of town, I heard them. A long drawn out howl full of anger and panick. I have never heard this wolf call before but i knew who it was.
Deimos, I thought but I fell to my knies once again, I can't walk oor run any more. 'He is coming' whispered the small soft voice in my head. The voice of my wolf.
For one strange second I felt like I was in his head. I saw his wolf. I could see the gray paws pound the pavement. For one deceiving minute I smelt myself. A mix of dirt and cherry.
Why can I smell me in him?
I could see the blur of the street and the small naked girl with her hands courled around herself.
Why can i see me through his eyes?
I hear the soft wisphere of his wolf and then for the second time in two days darkness claimed me.
(Deimos P.O.V)
I heard her howl and heard her pain, she was calling to me, not anyone else me. I heard her before in the water but I did not know where she was. It had been all my fault. if I didn't start the fight with phobos she would never had gone.
I have to get to her and hurry she's in alot of pain, I run towards her as fast as I could but she was faster, she was always faster. The fastest wolf in the pack even in pain.
I felt her fall, I felt her body force itself to shift into human form right there in the middle of the streeShe wrapped her arm around herself and barely looked at me before she passed out. Picking up her limp body I sprinted towards the nearest safe house two streets away where I could get us clothes and call my parents and hers to let them know that she was safe and relativly unharmed.
She looked if she broke a few bones in her body, I need to get her to the pack docter as fast as posseble.
The pack doctor said she had been running a lot, probably a lot more than even the alpha could.
Where has she been?
She had been to hell and back and it was all my fault. If I had not fought with Phoob, if I had not fought phobos she would not have run, then she wouldn't be laying here right now, she would have been hopefully in my arms.
Standing here looking at her sleeping face and mattered dark hair I had enough time to think about that sinking feeling when we fond that car.
I leaned in to give her a kiss on the head and smelt the scent that I had hoped never to smell again. The smell of a crimson. I had never been close enough to Isadora Dark to smell her hair but i knew she did not smell like a Crimson. She had been their, in their territory.
They had taken her?
Kidnapped her.
Anger blazed in my mind, they had dared to take a member of a Dusk Killer. They had dared kidnap a child from the house of Dark. They would pay for it. They would pay with their lives.
I gave her a quick kiss on the forhaed and went straight to my father the Alpha of the dark stalkers and the dusk killlers. He had to know that the Crimson hollows had overstepped the mark this time. The peace treaty was shaky at best but now it will no longer be there.
What was I going to tell him?
'FATHER!' I shouted the moment i got near his office without giving that question much thought. The second I stepped into his office I saw him 'It can't be' I said in shock.
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