Shape-Shifter

Chapter 31

*Two months later*

The boys were still here along with a stressed out Brad and a happy John. John had his request accepted for a pool. It had been built and water put in around a week ago. Tank's belly was getting bigger because of all the peanut butter we had been sharing and she prefers to spend her day lounging on my bed in the hot sun coming in my window. I had turned 17 a few weeks ago and not said anything like I had planned. I laid next to Tank my hand rubbing her ears as her eyes fluttered closed. Her belly bulging up slightly as her front legs crossed and back legs spread out. She was completly in her own happy world. Chico, that's right Chico laid on my other side sleeping soundly. Sense the boys came own to the war they had gotten a cousin to take care of the stables. They only brought Chico along, apparently Chico doesn't like them any more as he growls and snarls when they get too close to me or Tank, even Whiskey. He follows me around constantly with a happy mood but when he sees them it darkens into one of rage. Brad had talked to the boys about it and they said as soon as I left he started acting that way, of course Brad had told me this. Me and Brad had become closer and closer over two months and we were best friends by now. Turning in my hearing I heard the hoof beats of Whiskey charging yet again, I had put up a little pasture fence in the yard for her. She wil charge then stop at the last second almost skidding into the post, nose flaring and ears pinned back with tail swishing when she charges. Sometimes she will even go as far as to open her mouth and reach her head over the posts to bite. She had only once charged at me when I flung a plastic bag around.

I sighed as I heard a high pitched scream, one that could only come from John. I raced down the stairs and out the front door slamming it on the way out to see Whiskey charging towards John with her speed kicking in, John had one leg wrapped around the fence post and hands ontop of it. 

"John! Why?" I questioningly yelled loudly. 

His balance was long forgotten as he fells onto the right side of the fence into the concrete away from Whiskey. She turned at the last second and her ears perked as she looked at me before trotting in place. She probably wanted to go on a ride or just to be patted. We hadn't gone to another riding center sense the first time I brought her to one and only trained on barrels getting her use to it being competitive riding for the big shots. Her seconds became shorter or went higher depending on how well she wants to ride. Around riding her the fith time here she had bucked and half-reared on me around the final barrel and once she was done with that she bolted. Something had spooked her and I had never found out what. I picked up my feet and walked to the outstreched head of Whiskey. She leaned further making the brown posts creak and almost fall on the concrete. The soft green grass surrounded her hooves and the flower beds around the pack house lit up with amazing colors. The flowers had bloomed. Pink, white, red, yellow, orange! The whole bundle of amazing flowers! Some colors even sprouted on different petals like one in the back that was red, yellow, and white. I grinned like a creepy person staring at the flowers before Whiskey knocked me with her nose. I put my hands out by my sides balancing myself as she threw her head up.The little turd. When she calmed down and I turned around I petted her nose and down the white stripe on her face. She let out a nicker as I scratched under her golden chin. She tilted and rubbed against my hand with her head her forlock flying up and down. She was like a dog with this. I stopped and walked around the side of the posts to the steel rusty gate. John had retreated with Rolo bouncing by his side.

I lifted up the hatch to the gate and slid it open as she walked to me and stopped at the edge of the gate. I climbed up a few steps before signalling her forwards and she happily respond with long strided steps. Jumping on her back I left the gate open as she took off. My body jolted forwards as my arms attached to her neck. She just flipping bolted! Her legs pumped quickly and my body filled with amusement at her but also a bit of fear at her not caring about me only just getting on. I'd have to work with her on that. She headed straight towards a clump of loud teens making them spread out. There were about ten of them. All of them-even the guys- let out a shreak of fear as Whiskey charged through them without any hesitation. My hands lached onto her mane and I kicked her side roughly making her jolt forwards with speed. The rest of her mane flew up into my face. We continued to race towards people and watch them scatter for a couple minutes before she stopped. Sighing I jumped down from her back with jello feeling legs and a bright smile on my face as I looped my fingers around her halter and made her walk with me. Back into the soft green pasture with floors blooming in it. They are going to get eaten no doubt about it but it is pretty while it lasts. She walked into it without hesitation and her golden coat glistening in the sun as I had groomed her and fed her in the early hours of the morning.  

"Mia come here!" I heard Brad shout in the familiar don't ask tone.

I lifted up my feet into a jog and started to jog towards Brad and up to his office. When I entered the white floors of his office and the creamy yellow walls with the giant brown wood desk popped out to me. Brad's plushy blue chair was sunken in as he sat. The normal plastic and fluff chairs had one open and slightly away from the boys. I growled at them hotly before Brad opened up his mouth and coughed. He had a worried expression on his face as he faced me but back to a blank expression when he turned towards them. Brad nodded at a very nervous Gage that rubbed the back of his neck with shoulders tense as he started talking.

"Well ugh Mia you see..." He trailed off and sighed to Brad wich scowled and turned towards me, I guess he was telling me.

"Mia, you might die if you don't do one of the three options I am about to tell you," He stopped and I nodded at him to tell him to go on, " Option number one is you marry these two boys. Option number two is you mate with them- you know, sex. Option number three is you bite their wrists." 

He had struggled to say the word sex, I knew it. His voice had cracked and I knew all too well he knew my thoughts about sex with them. Sighing I went for my best option number three.

"Option three," I said in monotone my eyes blank and my eyes piercing Brad's.

"Ah well option number three! Okay, Mia, this option allows you to bite them and a little bit of your DNA goes into them. There will be no super senses and they cannot track you or tell what you are thinking. Good choice," He whispered the last part.

I stood up with a huff my feet stomping as I made my way over to them. I barred my teeth at them with hate as I lifted Gage's up first. His left wrist. 

"Okay now bite into the green vein," I could tell by his voice he was enjoying this.

I gave a physco grin and bit into it. Hard. My teeth tore into the bloody flesh as a rush came out of my teeth. Must be the DNA. He screamed and choked before I pulled back and erased the blood from my mouth with the back of my hand.  Next was Colton. I went over to him and picked up his right wrist with my teeth bared I dove towards it and bit into it. The same thing happened as I dropped it.

"If that will be all," I said and nodded towards the door.

Brad nodded as I walked out and down the hall to a very panting Tank. Chico was watching her but with a knowing look in his eyes. Almost proud. Her ribs heaved as she laid on her side in my room on the floor. I dropped down next to her and patted her stomach. Her belly kicked my hand. No wait, kicked. Kicked! She is pregnant! That's why she is so fat now! Her belly contracted in size as she let out a straggled breath in the middle of the pant as a little tan and brown pup popped out. She immedietly licked and cleaned the pup hurriedly. Blood was on my white floor but I couldn't care less. Her belly contracted again and out came another pup. This one was looking just like Tank.

This went on two more times and out came a little brown and white pup, and also another one that looked like Tank. I let out a breath at what was before me. Whiskey was neighing in the backround, a loud aw came from John. A tight breath was released beside me and Brad was cussing about his pristine white floor stained with blood. Tank was in her own world nursing her pups only paying attention to me once in a while.

But you know what? It was just like I had my parents back. I would do everything in my power to help this pack. I would always put the animals before everything I do. And I would never forget everything I went through.