Undead

PART II: WOLFBLOOD

Chapter 5

I keep running towards their howls till I find myself surrounded by them. They're too small to be bears, but they're also too big to be just ordinary wolves. Wolfblood. They're snarling at me, eyes flashing, spittle dropping. I see a white one stalk towards me. It has blue eyes. Her fur is so white, it seems to glow in the dark. It circles me and then stops in front of me and transforms to a beautiful ebony woman. Her blue eyes stand out A LOT. She has a HUGE white baby-curl 'fro, high cheekbones and an aquiline. She's buck naked but nobody seems to care. I can literally taste the hate emanating from her. She finally speaks.

"Who are you?"

"I- I'm Blue. Blue Bailey."

"You are Undead. Do you realize you're on Wolfblood territory? You're trespassing." She says while scrutinizing me.

"I'm running away."

She scoffs. "From your own kind? Hard to believe. Come with us, The Alpha will decide this."

She changes back to her wolf-form and I follow behind her. After awhile, we come to a clearing in the woods with a quaint Navajo-like settlement in the middle. Everyone here is dressed in a loincloth or nothing at all and everyone seems to be horny. There is enough virility to set the whole world ablaze here. From the corner of my eye, I see two girls and a guy getting it on. The black chic changes back to human form and leads me to a wigwam in the middle of the settlement and all the while, I try to block out the images of all these shamelessly naked Wolfbloods around me. When we get to the wigwam, black chic goes in first before coming back out to get me. Inside is the tallest, most handsome broad chested guy I had ever seen. This must be the Alpha. He and black chic converse in some alien language for awhile before he finally addresses me.

"Snowstorm here says you're running and away from your kind."

I don't  know if it is a question or a statement but I respond anyway.

"they want to use me in a Ritual so they can walk on daylight. I don't want to do it."

"you don't want to help your kind terrorize the rest of the world; kinda hard to believe don't you think Snow?"

"she's scared Joshua. don't probe too much. Freya sensed her; that's why we were out there in the first place."

"I don't care what Freya sensed. She's Undead and keeping her here could mean the destruction of what is left of The Pack and I'm not taking that risk. we've been too safe for me to spoil that. she dies. that's the law. I'm making no exceptions."

He moves to leave and Snow binds my hands together. If it was the adrenaline rush I had or my need to not die, I don't know but I had to do something. what I say next shocks even me.

"I'll help you."

"and what, pray tell would you be helping us with?" Joshua asks me, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I'll help you take them down. The Undeads."

Neither of them is buying it. Joshua just stares at me and Snow looks confused. I continue to plead my case.

"they killed my father. said he was the collateral damage to get to me. I grew up believing my mom died at childbirth but they turned her and made her give me up almost immediately I was born and now that I know her, I can't bring myself to like her talk less of loving her. two years ago, they took from me the closest thing I had to a friend; they took Vlad away from me. I've always been an outsider, the freak. they took away my life before I even. had the chance to have one. I hate them just as much as you do; maybe even more. I know they've put your pack through hell but you can't take them down alone. Neither can I. We have to do this together. I don't like it any more than you do but its our only chance."