Greyson's POV:
A low growl leaves my throat. I start walking away, ignoring the yells and calls of my pack's male guards.
"Where are you going?!"
"Come back!"
"Will we go to war?!"
"Is it worth it?!"
"Ofcourse it's worth it! This is our home!"
"Yeah!"
"I'll rather die fighting for our land than die sharing!"
The uproar was only met with my silence. Minutes seem like hours as I walk along my territory, noticing small but perfect details of the forest. This is horrible and messy situation I am in. The sound of a twig breaking snaps me awake from my thoughts. I turn and see a herd of deer, they stare back, their bodies paralyzed. Maple...If I agree to joining, what would happen to her? What would happen to my parents? What would happen to our rations? I sigh outloud, and look back to the deer. They're gone.
Fern's POV:
When the guards returned without Greyson, my mind conjured up the most horrific of possibilities. Was he hurt? Where is he? Why didn't he come back? Did a hunter find him? Maple noticed my uneasiness and squeezed my hand. I send her a soft smile before I slip back into my thoughts.
Seconds go by like boring stormy days, then minutes as if they were turtles taking their sweet time crossing fields, and then the dreaded hours. The hours felt like the years I felt alone, depressed and scared in my own shell.
"Mommy? Y-You can go look for Daddy...I'll be okay here," Maple said looking up at me smiling slightly.
"Oh sweety...I won't go anywhere without you," I smile back, picking up her small frame. She grins at me and snuggles into my embrace. We slip our way out of the cave and into the open. I sniff the air and head West. The walk was quiet, neither of us were worried for him. A father, son, leader, lover and so much more.
I catch a scent but it's not Greyson's alluring scent, this scent was putrid. I stiffen and set Maple down. I push her foward right when I'm tackled down by a force.
"Run! Don't look back! Keep running!" I scream out. "N-Now!"
Claws rip my skin and clothes, their sharpened bared teeth glisten in the light, inches away from my neck. I quickly transform and snap my jaws at the wolf. I wiggle and try bucking him off but to no avail.
"You have his scent on you..." The wolf growls into my ear. I shiver and let out a whimper. "Lets fix that~" My eyes widen and Im prarlyzed with fear. My brain didn't even registure movement as I'm easily yanked over the border.
I let out the loudest cry I could muster.
I was met with silence.

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Wolf Pack
RomanceGreyson is your typical alpha wolf pack leader that has no intention of showing his caring and protective side that is behind his macho face to the pack. But what if the pack's weakling, Fern breaks the mask.