Wolf Soul

Part 1

Shooting up, his Dragon Ball Z shirt clung to his sticky skin. His heart galloped in the echo of the gunshots and howls of his fallen pack lingered deep in his mind, cling to his memory as if it still was taking place in his mind's eyes.

Just this was not suddenly that then was 15 years ago nearly now in the count of years he noted as one would end and the other would begin. Half cast shadows from the moon in her waning stage played in his windows, the black curtains drew back as the summer breeze made them move lightly.

Conner let his coarse hands push back the raven bangs clinging to his forehead. Feeling the icky build up of the sweat under his hands and took in the air of the forest outside to soothe his body from the flight it recalled from his ten-year-old self those years ago.

Looking to his left on his nightstand, the luminous red numbers read a 4: 18 am in their hellish glow to his eyes. "Six hours, better than the last few days to think.." his sleepy dark thoughts spoke out in his mind.

Swing his toned legs over his bed to the cool wooden floor, the birds had begun to sing to raise the sun. Even to the far east pass where he could see, he sensed the early light breaking the night away and the lady moon to end the rule of the night sky for now.

Feeling his bones creak and spine straight as the man stood up, he felt the breeze over his sweaty body. Nose wiggling in the dank smell and his mind fell to a long shower after his coffee and run!

Walking out, his eyes quickly adjusted to the sparse light, his mind still waking, but he knew every part of this place, his den, and home. It was small homely cabin he had been fixing up for a while to claim it as his own. His kind needed that sense of "den" some might say to feel comfortable or protected in their human skins of the day.

Conner walked to his kitchen, pass the bar in thankfully his programmed red coffee pot was starting to brew that one thing all danced people needed to wake. The simple sound alone of the machine made him feel less alone in this place, with no pack to claim or family to turn into after the memories chased him every time close to the full moon.

His eyes took a moment to blink in the shock of the artificial light filling his mind. Blinking, Conner signed in hearing the coffee was nearly done. Grabbing the pot still in the perk, he poured some into his Pikachu mug Nolan had gotten him last Yule at his mom's place.

Adding only a teaspoon of sugar and mixing it, he walked outside. Glad to see the light of dawn and it chases away those memories, which also his cell binged in a message of a text.

Flipping it open, the man rolled his eyes in mid-sip of his coffee in reading"

Hey its like, your only friend! Had to bail out on our normal run time! (text me later kay?!) Buuutt kinda woke up next to Grace and wondering how the fuck again? Also, her boyfriend, Nick is also in bed with us....

Explain later: Nol......(SAVE ME!)

"Fuck Nolan, your on own this time buddy.."Conner muttered with a sharp smile, just it never reached his eyes.

Shutting, he would get the drama out of the Warlock later tonight at their weekly dinner of drink to pass out and game and watch the shit out of random things night!

Looking out, the setting moon caught his eyes, looking a shadow in the heavens its many shapes as it took over the course of the month. Now as it set, it looked full, in his eyes. did he see more than any human could, but still lacking in the full power of his mind in his choice?

Licking his full lips, Conner felt it stir, that inner wild nature seeking a shape, one of four legs and slender body, a muzzle full of fangs and ears perked for the hunt to be. Every moon, his inner nature wanted out, to claim shape he never would allow himself to be. He made the choice to be as human as he could, the Unshifted as his kind or former kind might call him.

"Never...."

That single word always held in his thoughts, turning from the moon's promise and the woods calling. Just never is told to those who fear an end, and all ends come.

Just Conner did not understand how he never was to an end....

A mile outside Bicker, she licked her plump purple lips, her 2014 red Jeep purring away. Watching the sunrise on the place she claimed as a home for herself and her small pack. Yes, this place would become a home!

Briar smiled, feeling the winds pick up as the sun rose and the scents of this old forest danced on her nose to tease her wolf, ready to explore and chase!

Yes, this would be home, the only wolves to name Bricker home! 

Writer Notes

This is un editing....so if you something that can me fixed,  please let me know!

Well its done,  the first real short chapter is out!  Also thank to all of you for voting and reading Wolf Soul!  This is my first book!  It will be a slow go!  Hang in there with me on this!