Within the Forest (Werewolf Solangelo AU)

Chap 18-The End

Will's POV

Everything was fine. Lou Ellen and Cecil were the first to properly meet Nico. Too bad he didn't really talk that much. I don't blame him. After what happened with my father, he must be a little traumatized. He stayed close and didn't even really talk to them. After a while I guess they noticed he wasn't really comfortable and they said we would meet up later. I nodded, gently taking Nico's wrist and leading him elsewhere. I wasn't really sure where to take him. I smiled at my packmates as they passed and returned the smiles. A few even stopped to chat. All of them were stunned by Nico's presence. I introduced Nico to the wolves who came by and they said how happy they were to see me with a mate finally and tried their best to interact with Nico, who was dedicated to being unsocial. I just smiled and led him away.

After wandering around, I felt hands grab me. I jumped as I heard Nico cry out in fear as he was ripped from my grasp. Unsure what was happening, I instinctively snarl at whoever was grabbing me and reached for my mate again but only to be pulled futher away from him. I turned to the pained faces of my packmates who were holding me away. Nico struggled, pure terror in his eyes as the other wolves dragged him towards the middle of camp.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! LET GO OF HIM!" I snarled, struggling to yank my arms out of their tight grip. The men and women just frowned and pulled me along with them. The pack made a ring in the middle of camp, everyone dead silent except for Nico and I. My father was standing in the opening dead in the middle of the ring, like a ring leader in a circus. I watched, basically being pinned to the ground, as Nico was shoved into the center. Just like when he was first here. My father stared at him and Nico turned to run when more wolves pushed him back towards my dad. I called out to him, getting his attention. Nico was about to run to me when dad grabbed him.

"DAD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I snarled at him, thrashing as I was still being held down.

"I will NOT have a human in this pack," Dad growled at me, his eyes turning more of a black as his wolf began to show. "I don't believe for a second that he's your mate. I can't believe you'd lie about something like that."

I continued to thrash, snarled and letting Sol take a portion of control. I was frustrated to see that I still wasn't moving from my spot on the dirt. He thought I was lying about Nico?! Why the hell would I do that?! I was too blinding by red to say anything though. As I pushed down Sol a bit so I could see what my father was doing instead of red, I immediately regretted it. My father was now in wolf form, a large brownish gold wolf that was bigger than Sol. Nico cried out as the wolf pounced onto him. I let out a sound that was similar to a roar and my body shook. I still couldn't move. I then froze in horror as I closed my eyes and listened to Nico's shrieks of horror and pain. I could feel my father's teeth digging in and shredding my flesh, yet I knew nothing was happening. At least to me. Once Nico's scream melted into a painful silence, I remained in my spot on the ground. I felt the pressure of the other heavy bodies on mine lift and I collapsed. My mind picked up one last sound before I passed out. "Never lie to me again."

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I woke up again in my room. I immediately noticed the different and almost cried. Everything was dull. Some things grey, some black, some white. I was colorblind. I laid there in sorrow until a scent hit my nose. Sol must be trying to push his way into control. I could smell my parents downstairs and I could only do that when I was in wolf form. A wave of anger filled me and I stood up. I ignored the aching pain in my chest, the feeling of emptiness after loosing my mate, and went downstairs. Walking into the living room, I saw my parents arguing. My eyes landed on my dad and I saw red. Once the red faded I was standing, in wolf form, on top of my father. His bloody body held rips and tears and my mouth tasted of blood and flesh.

"WILLIAM!" My mother shrieked.

I didn't regret it. He deserved it. I turned away and raced out of my house. I followed a fimilar scent to the healers den. Shifting into human form and not being able to feel shame for not having any clothing, but bare skin covered in my own father's blood, I walked in. The healers leaped up and stumbled back at my presence. I muted out the sounds of their surprised questions and went over to a figure covered by a sheet. Carelessly tossing it away, the human part of me wanted to sob at the sight of my Nico's torn up body. He was limp and still, his eyes probably closed by hand. I scooped his cold body into my arms and carried him away, shooting a glare that would have made every healer there drop dead immediately if looks could kill.

I left the pack. I wandered out, no clothes and my mate's corpse in my arms. I just walked. I walked until I found a tree. It was a tall tree. Even I had to crane my neck a good bit in order to see the top. Gently shifting Nico as if he were still alive, I made it so that I was able to use my hands. I climbed the tree. I pulled myself on a branch and looked down. Not high enough. I went on for a few minutes and then looked down again. Still not enough.

It was until I reach the top of the tree that I pulled myself onto the high branch. I scanned the bottom, looking for something. I shifted and went around the tree as best as I could. The river. I could smell it. It was nearby, but I couldn't see it. With a sigh, I jumped. I hit the earth hard, hearing and pretty much feeling the cracks of my bones. It hurt. But I stood up again anyway. Once again carrying Nico as if he weren't dead, I headed in the direction of the river. After walking for a while, I noticed the sky had begun to darken. I reached the river, finally. The only thing separating the South pack from the East pack. I stared down at it, watching the fast pace waters rushed by with such forced that would knock over a rooted tree. I cradled Nico, staring at the grey water with the grey grass and almost white rocks surrounding it. Nico didn't look much different at all. I placed a kiss on Nico's forehead, the first and last kiss I would ever give him, and jumped into the river. Taking him with me. The moment my body went under, I clutched Nico and let the water rush into my lungs. As I was carried down the stream, I felt as if I was suffocating. No matter how many times my body was pushed to the surface, my lungs got no air. Only water. I clutched Nico like he was my lifeline. I wasn't going to let him be ripped from me again. I buried my face in Nico's shoulder, feeling darkness take over my mind.

Guess this is The End...

(Sorry guys. Blame FlyingKittysSurf. Welp, it was nice writing this story while it lasted. Byee~]