Raised By Wolves

Chapter 29

The alpha of the rival pack had caught her in an ambush attack. His Betas had her pinned against her will, exposing her tender under belly to his razor sharp teeth. He was Alpha of a stronger, larger pack. She still stood her ground and bared her teeth at him. She wasn’t giving anything up. He growled a warning and she copied it with her own. In wolf form she was smallish and sleek and cunning- she had this all planned out. Suddenly, she howled, taking them all by surprise. He growled again to intimidate her- but she could see the confusion in his gleaming yellow eyes. She held his stare for a while, narrowing her eyes at him. She knew she was more powerful then him and faster then any wolf in his pack.

            Eventually, she heard him whimper quietly in submission from her glare. She began to shift in my victory- charging from wolf to two legs in a matter of seconds and scaring the hell out of the regular wolves. They all bolted in fright and she did a little victory dance before running back into the trees to her pack.

I sat at the opposite end of a cold metal table staring confidently at the two bulky two legged men opposite me. I bared my teeth in a wicked smile but got no reaction. I allowed my wolf canines to grow but one pierced my wolf canines to grow but one pierced my lip causing blood to dribble down my chin. One of the two males cleared his throat whilst the other hid behind darkened glasses, but I could still see his eyes. They were curious yet bored, which had me even more intrigued.

“So, you are Ella-Mae Forest, I believe?” the male sat down asked.

            He raised an eyebrow expectantly but I couldn’t suppress the laugh in me- the expression was very amusing to me. 

“What is your name!” the man stood up demanded, banging his first on the tables.

            I flinched in surprise at his little episode.

“Howl one,” I replied, gathering my composure.

            The two men glared and I glared back, challenging them both.

“Your human name,” the male sat down calmly.

“You know my human name,” I retorted, rolling my eyes.

“What relationship do you have with those mongrels in the cages?” the guy stood up hissed, I could see a prominent vain bulging in his thick neck.  

“We’re wolves, not mongrels, and they’re my pack,” I said, raising my chin glaring, daring them and defying them.

“Where do you come from?” the male sat down asked calmly.

“Well, if I remember right from biology class, a daddy wolf met a mummy wolf on a moonlit night and fell in love. Then the daddy wolf-“

“Okay, enough!” roared the standing male, “Enough good cop, bad cop. Let’s try bad cop, worse cop,” he said, grinning menacingly.

“Bring it on!” I shouted, standing abruptly from my chair, my wrists stung where the cuffs dug in but I ignored it.

            They guy stood up and grinned again, menace gleaming in his eyes. The next hour was the most painful I had ever experienced.

“Howl one! How one? Please…wake up…”

            Distantly, Ally’s two- legged voice sobbed, she could hear the whimper in her voice. Her body felt like dead weight and her eyelids were leaden. She had been drifting in and out of consciousness ever since that stupid bear had attacked.

            Ally and she were now three winters old and were quickly maturing into full wolves. Well, Ally was. Her wolf was barely weaned so Ally cared for her. Everyone in the pack was confused, she was born before Ally and yet she was still a cub, and she kept changing from a rambunctious wolf cub to a naked pink two-legged thing. Ally had taken her out exploring as she had become her nanny.

She had sneaked off whilst she napped and found a new play mate, a bear cub. When Ally found her and the mother bear turned up, the mother hadn’t been too pleased to find her son tumbling around the leaf litter with a wolf cub. She had swiped at her, causing three new claw marks in her side to bleed. Whilst she lay bleeding, Ally saved her life.

The memory left me as another wave of pain took over. When were they going to stop? I was only barely awake; the only thing stopping me from sleeping was the pain.

“Okay, Rick. Take it back, before you kill her. Dr Nerferio wants it and the others alive,” a vicious voice said mockingly, drawing out the word alive horribly.

            I vaguely felt my limp body lifted roughly and placed on the cold metal of my imprisonment. The scarce amount of hay on the bottom tickled my face but I was too exhausted to waft it away.

            I felt the presence of people around me but I was too weak to respond. It hurt to breath and I just felt like dying right here in this dingy cage. Distantly, a voice called me back from the world of dreams and I responded weakly.

“Are you okay?” Ally concerned voice filled my ears.

“No,” I whispered, it was all my throat would allow.

“What happened?” Wendy asked.

“You don’t want to know.”

“Are you going to be okay?” Devon piped up.

            I felt Maisie stroked my hair. My eyes closed reluctantly but before I fell into consciousness, I tried to say something. 

“I don’t know.”

“Maisie, how’d you get out?” Devon yelled slightly too loud.

            I was curious to know she escaped but my eyes wouldn’t stay open. My eyelids were like leaden curtains.