The Wolf Girl

Chapter 2

I wasn't free to go out and run in my wolf form until after dark. It took much of my strength just to refrain from breaking that unspoken rule. I felt so restless in Milo's apartment. I paced in my bedroom and even resorted to lingering by the front door. The first day after moving was always the hardest for me. I felt like the hunters were waiting at every turn, hiding behind every corner. Eventually, the sun did set, creeping slowly behind the mountains.

"I'm heading out now" I murmured, and though no one was in the living room I knew they would hear me. I rested a tense hand on the doorknob, waiting for a response. "Be safe!" Igi shouted and I quickly slammed my hands down on my ears. I heard Milo's quick chuckle in my head before I opened the door, and escaped.

I ran quickly down the steps and headed for the forest that bordered the apartment complex. I quickly looked around to make sure no one would whitness me quickly and inhumanely hurtle the seven foot tall privacy fence. Once I was over and well hidden, I leaped into the air and shifted in mid flight. I landed with a soft thud on my front paws and bolted forward, my shreded clothes left fluttering out behind me.

It's been a week since I last ran full out. Whether as a result of what happened that last time or because I've had no time, I had been avoiding running alone. I quickly blocked my thoughts in case Igi or Milo were listening in.

Now I could think in peace about all that had happened in the past week. Now I could think about those ice blue eyes that I had unsettled me so much. The eyes of the first werewolf I had seen, aside from Igi and Milo, in my life.

I didn't return to the appartment until midnight, when the moon was highest in the sky. I padded up the cold concrete stairs on my bare feet, as silent as a mouse. I was always able to scare Igi, because she could never hear me coming. She used to say when I approached, I sounded like nothing but the wind. I heard the rustle of paper behind Milo's closed apartment door, coming from the living room. Someone was reading a book. Their breath was low and even and distinctively male. I opened the door with a grin on my face.

Milo was already facing the door, the book closed and resting in his lap as he sat in his leather recliner, an eyebrow raised. The lights were off, but being werewolves, Milo took advantage of reading in the dark. "Back so soon?" he murmured. "I predicted that you'd stay out all night" he chuckled. I stiffened. I couldn't be seperated from my pack for long. Not when I felt so paranoid.

His face became sympathetic as he assessed the hardness in my eyes. Do you want to talk? he asked quietly. I frowned. I wanted to, but I wouldn't vent to Milo, not with Igi in the house. I had done so much just make sure that she didn't know...about what happened. In situations like this...Milo would be the best listener. It was likely that if Igi knew about that other wolf, then she wouldn't let it go. I had to think about every option when it came to this lone werewolf, I had to consider the danger and position I'd be in, if Igi or I had gotten involved with him.

She's asleep, Milo thought, expecting that I was going to share secrets. I searched our mind link, looking for her thoughts and found silence. I sighed, relieved. I trudged over to the sofa, and sat down.

It was about a week ago, I began. Trying to recall every event that took place that night.

I let myself indulge in running that night. It was our last night in the outskirts of Paris, soon we would be leaving for Germany in an attempt to throw the hunter off our trail, and then a flight to Los Angeles. I wanted to have one last run in my temporary home, since it was likely I wouldn't be able to run again for a while, until I stopped traveling. I had left Igi at home, certain that she would be okay. We hadn't stayed in the same place longer than two days.

The french woods were quiet, and my senses heightened as I stretched my body, yearning to run faster. That was when I heard them, up a head, less than a quarter of a mile away. The click of their guns, and the smell of gas from their off-roading cars. They murmured lowly into their walkietalkies. Fear spiked my heart. I could take on about ten alone, but I heard twenty human heart beats up ahead, racing with excitement.

I skidded to a halt, and instantly wheeled around, heading straight back home. The breeze lifted and suddenly I could smell them on the air. They were cutting me off from the South too. I turned right hoping to sprint out of their range but I could hear them again. I didn't bother turning East, they had me surrounded.

Hell, hell, hell, hell! They were going to kill me. There was too many, far too many. I knew I was going to die that night. They closed in on me, giving orders and shouts, to keep their guard up and ready their "special" guns that were loaded with drugged darts. Once they had me, it was likely they'd torture me to find more werewolves.

My snow white fur stood on end, and I growled, furious. How could I have gotten myself into this situation? I howled. I had gone on a run purely for pleasure, believing they were no where near Igi and I. I had made the greatest mistake of my life. However foolish I felt, I was not going down without a fight.

They finally came into view, sporting black body armor and big guns. I growled from my hackles to my toes, but they laughed maliciously. I lunged at one who laughed most boisterously and prepared to clamp my jaws on his neck, but I swirved right as he lifted his gun and shot at me. He missed and I went for another hunter, determined to take him out. He surprised me by dodging and before I had time to whirl around, he shot me with a dark in one of my hind hips.

I let out a helpless yelp as that leg began to go numb. I surged forward, and my teeth found his arm. He screamed out in pain, and blood filled my mouth, before I felt a real bullet penetrate my flank. I screamed and collapsed to the ground, the fire draining out of me.

They began to descend upon me, and I bared my teeth, but before they could touch me, there was a sharp snarling that came from a raging black wolf who bounded into view. I stared at him in shock and horror. He was huge, and beautiful, black as the velvet sky. He was terrifying...night personified.

His eyes, ice blue, gazed into mine. I felt exposed before this werewolf, as if he could see my every thought, right into the core of my soul. I whimpered in pain, breaking out of the trance. Something within him seemed to snap, and he howled a great howl. The howl of an Alpha. I quivered at the resonance and power in his voice.

He began to attack, and I heard gun shots and deep growls. In the flurry of it all, I managed to drag myself away, all the way back home to Igi. I pulled out the bullet before she could inspect my wounds, and made an excuse about running into a tree. She didn't buy it, but by the dark emotions that rolled off of my presence, she didn't press for an honest story.

That amazing wolf had saved my life, but more importantly, his eyes had awakened something within me, that would change my life forever.

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