She was born of werewolf and wolf; her mother had committed the ultimate taboo... and now she was to pay the consequences.
She is untameable- she does not submit to any wolf.
Allegra's pack is restless, and its hierarchy in chaos. The whispers of he...
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Three Days Later
Mother Wolf and I were sitting at a table made of trees in a building called a 'house'. This... house... belonged to the Others. In particular it belonged to Sable Wolf.
In the days that I had been here, I had learnt that all of the Others, were more like Mother Wolf and me rather than Black Wolf and my brothers. They changed from their pelts into these forms called man. It was a strange concept to understand at first; however, I found that taking everything in and processing it later on helped me understand everything that was too complicated to comprehend in the moment.
Sable Wolf turned into a man before Mother Wolf and me for the first time while we had been walking away from Black Wolf and the den site. It had frightened me so much that when he began to approach us I immediately leapt out to sink my fang into his flesh.
Quickly I was met with the ground as Sable Wolf grabbed me and pinned me to the dirt with his leg. It was hard for me to submit; every part of my body forced me to writhe beneath his grip and lash out with fang and claw. As a wolf I did not bode well to submitting to any weaker wolves, especially those of the Others. As a wolf, instinct told me they were inferior to me. All of them, including Sable Wolf. Therefore, when I was laying with my face pressed into the dirt, struggling beneath him, Mother Wolf intervened and placated Sable Wolf with soft phrases I didn't wholly understand.
Eventually he had let me up and told Mother Wolf we were welcome to stay at his den. Which was where we were now. I found it unnerving being in Sable Wolf's den, because we were not his. Mother Wolf was not his.
I had confronted her on this during the second day, after a day filled with more education on what we were and how this new body reacted to the rest of the world. Mother Wolf assured me with words and gentle nuzzles and caresses that she was not Sable Wolf's, and that she was indeed mine. She was my Mother Wolf.
This was why we were sitting at the table made of wood in Sable Fur's very large den. Mother Wolf educated me on many things during the first few days of my integration of my new life. She had taught me about Werewolves, humans, and wolves. Mostly she taught me words that I didn't understand, or phrases I hadn't comprehended between her and Sable Wolf. She was very surprised at how easily I understood speech, and how fast I picked up the ability to speak somewhat coherently.
"But, Mother Wolf, why did not Black Wolf and brothers come?" I asked, still lonesome and distraught from the sudden, permanent, separation between my brothers and I.
" 'Why did Black Wolf and brothers not come'," she corrected, her eyes bright, "and they did not come because they cannot become man. There are not welcome in this territory with Sh-- Sable Wolf and the Others." she added.
She had picked up on my labeling of Sable Wolf, Black Wolf, and the Others, and had thankfully decided to call them such as well. This was less complicated for me.
