The Chains of the Past

Rise and Fall

       He had let himself die.
       "Oh. My. God. WHAT HAVE I DONE?" Georgia was having rage flow out of her like a fountain. Every drop of angst spilled over her deceased father figure. "Mom, can I help?" she had transformed back into human form and was approaching her with open palms.
          "Stay, away from me," her mother's voice was raspy and strained, she was using the tablecloth to help the bleeding of her shoulder. "You tore off my arm, you don't deserve to be my daughter. We had a family." Annastasia calmed toward the end off the phrase.
            "An abusive family! A family wouldn't keep secrets! A family wouldn't send me into the forest, with wolves, to get a dinner!" Georgia knew what she had to do. She transformed into wolf form and locked her jaws around Anna's skull, crushing it with tremendous force. "That, will teach you..." Her mouth was full of blood, and bits of tissue and skull got stuck in between her teeth.
           The next day, Georgia returned to the camp, ready to start her herb lessons with Delta.
           "Delta? I'm back, and I'm ready for my lessons. Could you come out here?" she had no idea where Delta was or what he was doing.
            "Aye, ye be talking to yerself, lass." Delta had snuck up behind her, but he was telling her that she was Delta?
            She shot him a perplexed glance and hung her jaw. Georgia hadn't been anywhere near the status of Delta, and she knew Delta was joking.
            "You're kidding, aren't you. I am no Delta." Georgia had a tremble in her voice. If Trevor-or Delta- was really serious, she wasn't on board fully. "And Trevor, Delta, I-"
             "My name is not Delta anymore, Alpha has promoted you, for you have been brave. Unlike me." he had cut her off, and shot her a glance of certainty and courage. "You can do this lass." with that, Trevor walked off toward the guards quarters, and Georgia walked toward the leaders den.
              "Hello, beautiful." Alpha was waiting for her, far in the back of the den. "Couldn't wait to see me, could you."