bitten ➼ calum hood au

16

songs for this chapter:

the end of all things - panic! at the disco
in my veins - andrew belle

[16] family

"Who the hell-?"

I felt him slipped away from his hold on me, the arrow that hit him flashed before my eyes and it landed on his right shoulder. Poor, Leo. I looked around to find the archer, my heart fastened to the thought of werewolf hunters surrounding us. It's been so long since we have been hunted down, I almost forgot how to run away from them.

"Calum! Run!" The girl from the woods shouted and right away, I pushed Luke off of me.

It happened so fast yet I can see it before my eyes in a slow motion.

I could see Michael's flustered reaction, Renee's eyes wide open, Grayson flaring, Calia looking back at me in a disappointed look. I didn't mind all of this, in fact, I never cared at all. All I'm thinking about is, Jourdan and nothing but. And whoever was in those woods who helped me out, I praise her.

"Calum!" Michael shouted, his reaction was telling me something. It was a warning but I didn't get what kind of. I ignored him and continued to run away.

I need to find Jourdan, I need to save her. It's the only thing that I have to do, it's my main responsibility- to protect her from anything harmful. I was her imprint for a reason.

"No!" A scream from my sister was heard before I was pushed down to the ground and her body positioned in front of me, shielding me from the harm that may take my life.

It was all slow motioned, everything was blurry except for the sight in front of me that would haunt me for all my life. I froze on my spot, sinking in the situation as my adam's apple bobbed up and down.

Claws stuck to her stomach, blood dripping down her mouth to her neck. She immediately fell on my arms, her murderer pushing her back to me in purpose. I let out a pained cry from the sight of my own sister dying inside my arms. My heart shattered as her hand were brought to my neck. She let out a silent cry, grunting afterwards.

"C-cal, please don't give up on her." She spoke softly, looking back at me with teary eyes. I hold her hand that were on the nape of my neck as I try to take her pain away. She groaned, squeezing her eyes shot as more blood coming out of her mouth.

"Mali, please." I squeeze her hand tight, removing the pain from her as much as I could. I don't want her to go, not any sooner.

A tear dropped from the corners of my eye to her cheek and she started to cry even harder. "Stop crying," She tried to smile, a painful weak smile. Her teeth flashed red colored when she did and I shut my eyes close for a while. "No, Mali. No, you're the only family I have." I silently sob as I shook my head vigorously.

"Calum, you have family, you have your own pack." She choked on her own words, still smiling. I don't know why she was even able to smile from all of this, maybe because it didn't pain her or maybe because she just wanted to make me feel relieved. But I'm not fine at all. She's my only family left, she's my only sister and my other wing. Mali was my anchor when Jourdan wasn't, she kept me alive and now she's going to leave. I can't just be fine with that.

"You have Jourdan, Calum. Atleast, I al-already did what I had to do. It's to give you the reason to live, and it's her, Calum." She paused, sucking breath as she chuckles weakly. Her brown eyes looked up to me, smiling once again as another teardrop fell from my eyes. "No," I shook my head again. "Please fight, Mali." I cried, a cry that was almost a whine. I was pleading, so hard.

"I'm going to see mom and dad now," Her voice broke and I sob harder, my head on the crook of her neck. "Fight for your pack, Cal. Never go back to the tribe anymo-ore." She whispers, finally letting go of me. Her hands slowly sliding away from me and I knew she did that, she didn't like me holding unto her anymore. She wanted to feel the pain and, to die.

"I love y-you, Calum." She choke. I nod and breathed. "You're the bestest brother ever." With that, her hand finally collapse unto the ground and her breathing hitched for the last time. Her eyes widening before it ever fell asleep.

I buried my head on the crook of her neck for a long while, ignoring everything that's happening around me. My mind was floating as I could slowly feel my heart breaking into tiny little pieces, my stomach flipped from time to time and my breath hitched as I realized that this was the last time I could ever see my sister, this is the last time I could ever hear her voice. I remember this morning, when I wasn't able to remember anything yet, she came to me with a wide smile she always wears everytime.

"Calum, whatever happens. You really have to be strong."

I don't know if that was a warning that this was going to happen, but I should have took note of it. I should have been aware that this would happen, I could've focus to everything that happens around me. I know my life revolves around Jourdan and nothing else, but there are still other people that I care about and I should also protect them. They make my life balanced and well, they build me up. My pack are my family indeed. I should't just protect Jourdan but I should also look out for Acer, Ashton, Renee, and Michael. They are my pack now, my family as well. I couldn't bear another person to lose. I'm letting go of my sister and even if it's hard to do that, or to move on, I should have to. There are still a lot of problems that's trying to bring me down, bring us down and I should go out there and fight. Fight for ny pack, fight with them. I cannot take another life being taken and I won't let that happen again. This time, this time, I swear to God, Grayson must really have made a bad decision on fucking with my pack.

I stood up, wiping my face by my sleeve. Breathing deeply as I looked over who was around us, I was way too off from the world that I didn't notice that Grayson's pack and the fucking Luke Hemmings are already gone. I just have them, this two Cliffords that I used to hate and Safeira. What's Safeira's been doing here?

Then I noticed her bow and arrow, she's that hunter. I remember her Dad was a retired werewolf hunter and now she's here, helping the werewolves. It's kind of funny that it was now reverse, but I wasn't close to laughing.

"They should've been aware," I paused, earning their attention. They all had sad eyes and they're all drawn to me, I sniffled once again and wiped my eyes with my long sleeve.

"This isn't the time for giving up and breaking down." I stated and Safeira nodded, her eyes were meaningful and a small smile of encouragement was plastered on her face.

"I have you guys," I state, Michael looking over Renee and Safeira. I ignored his small gesture of awkwardness from this as I proceeded.

"I have you, Renee to fight for what's right. I have you, Michael to fight for what should have been done since." They both nodded in agreement.

"I have you, Safeira to protect those who cannot protect themselves." She smiled sincerely, nodding on my point.

"I have Acer and Ashton to fight for our pack." I trailed on. "I have Jourdan to give me strength, to help me fight." I said, their eyes struck to mine.

"And I have Mali, to keep going and to keep fighting. I have the whole Hood's tribe to not give up." I add, smiling weakly to myself as I looked down the ground before pulling myself and looking back at them.

"But they're going to be pissed if they find out." A smirk growing on my lips, turning around and kneeling down my sister as I take her on my arms.

"Find out what?" Michael's curiousity went on and asked me, I slowly stood up and turned to face them- the smirk still getting bigger.

"Find out that they're screwing the wrong pack."

Hell yeah grayson watch your ass out but mali's death im cryng AND HEYYY CALUM JUST DECLARED THAT MICHAEL FINALLY BELONG TO HIS PACK OMG MALUM AYE AYE