She Was The Queen

Chapter Six✅

She was shining like a star that emitted rays of majesty. Her gilded brown fur was reflecting the Sun before it was hidden behind the clouds. Her golden eyes went back to normal as she looked at me in her never-seen-before wolf form. She had a lovely posture and gorgeous mane, her colors were beautiful. It made me wonder where she was from. Who could've bred such divinity? As an alpha I felt an unusual urge to even bow before her, like she was a queen of some sort. It made me nearly sick to feel such respect for a nobody, especially a female but, Roman was majestic and her eyes were like a river of honey glaze. Oddly, those rich eyes were poor of emotion, I could not read anything and this whole time she had been a book written sorrow, grief and confusion but now, she was blank like a naked page. She just stood there in this breeze of the cold season, looking into the distance, no longer at me but beyond. Her eyes were deep into the forest. What are you thinking? I asked telepathically only to mentally slap myself for being so stupid to think we'd be connected. My head turned back as the wind blew harder, to see an empty thick forest up ahead. There was nothing. What could have been so interesting for her to stare at? I shook my head and turned back to feel my chest tightening, my claws tugging in my paws and a whole boring in my heart. The distance between us felt like a heavy burden on my shoulders and a sharp prick in my chest. Roman's footprints led a trail into the forest. She was running away. I felt myself burning in disrespect, rejection and anger. How dare she? I found myself launched in her direction. She disappeared. Had her rejection been this bad? The thought has me stopping in my tracks as I was now metres from the house. I told her! I told her that she isn't going anywhere. But. Those were her wishes, she wanted to leave so she could leave. I'm not going to beg her to stay, it's just not in me. Who was she anyway? I should have killed her when she landed here. I should have let them have her. What would I be losing anyway? There are plenty of women waiting for me, Grace, Andy, and Paisley. I don't need her. And then it hit me.

The Azraels.

And I was back on her tail. Pushing myself to my fullest strides and curving around trees. I felt myself burning and the whole in my heart getting better, her scent getting stronger and myself getting deeper. The distance between us stung but I was simply not having it with this girl. I was rejecting rejection. Who was she to reject me? I'm Khai Traga, I cannot be denied. I wasn't going to leave her until she was drowning in the depths of me so I followed her scent until I caught a glimpse of her tail in the thick forest. I didn't even give a damn that we were off our usual hunting trail, I was going to find her and drag her back home. She was mine now.

Her body came into full view as she took mighty strides, jumping broken trees and stones. She was on fire, running further than I presumed she could. The Sun had really watered her strength, nurtured her wounds and gardened her insanity. She was running away from me. It was hilarious how she thought I wouldn't catch up. The closer I got the less painful the sharp pain in my chest was. Roman didn't seem to want this whole thing and I didn't understand why she wouldn't want me. She never gave me time to ask why. I didn't know why she was running but, whatever it was that was on her mind made her slow down or made me run faster. I was right on her tail before we could reach a ledge I saw before us. I was now running beside her. I looked to her eyes to make sure it was her. Not that I knew her or anything but I knew when someone was possessed. Her legs were moving mechanically, there was no sign of halt. As we approached the ledge, my defense instinct kicked in. My front legs reached out to push her out of control, knocking her into the side and sliding us near the edge. Roman's head hung over the edge as she tried fighting me off, struggling beneath me as I felt us both slipping lower. My back claws gripped the ground and I sunk my teeth into what would be her shoulder. Highly disliking that I had to hurt her to save her from herself. She was trying to push me off, to let her fall off the edge but I couldn't. I just couldn't let her die. No. I can't lose her now. The sharp pains ended when she finally stopped fighting me. She shut her eyes to howl in agony. Her howl was too internal to engulf physical pain. I loosened my bite on her neck and backed off, watching her with hesitancy, in case she pushed back. Snow stuck to her fur before it disappeared within second. What could I say, she was hot.