A Wolf's Tale (Book #2) Shadows of the Past

Chapter 21

"Move aside." Violet pushed through the wolves to the front with a quick glance at Rascal.

He rolled his eyes. They were out on a hunt. Tyrant, Rascal, Thunder, Melody, and Violet, who absolutely insisted on coming along. And no one was looking forward to hunting with her.

They found a young buck wandering through the forest alone. And Violet was certain she could make the kill by herself.

Melody snorted, trying to hold back a laugh. Thunder groaned and Tyrant looked very unsure about this.

Rascal kept silent, although irritation seeped to the surface. He couldn't believe how arrogant Violet could be. She wasn't skilled, nor coordinated enough, to participate in any form of a hunt.

Tyrant stepped in between Violet and her ambition. "Why don't you let us handle this?"

The she-wolf scowled. "I can do this!"

"Actually no, you can't. Leave this to the more...experienced ones."

"But I-"

"Enough said. You haven't even practiced hunting techniques. What makes you think you're better at hunting than any of us?" He asked with a gesture to the other wolves.

Violet looked at him indignantly. "Well, my mother says-"

"And that seems to be the problem," Tyrant pointed out. "Your mother tells you how great and wonderful you are at something even though you have zero experience with it." He narrowed his amber eyes. "And I'm the alpha of this Pack; you will listen to me." He turned around before Violet could retaliate.

Rascal smirked at Tyrant's comment. Violet opened her mouth to say something snarky but clamped her muzzle shut and muttered angrily to herself.

"Here's the plan," Tyrant started. "Rascal and Melody will chase the buck this way. Thunder and I will lay in wait. Ready?"

His Packmates instantly nodded.

"Great. Into position."

Melody gave Rascal a tiny nod. The black wolf followed the female until they looped around, undetected and settled in position.

They waited until Thunder and Tyrant had slipped into their hiding places. Once all was ready, Melody leaped out first and snapped her jaws at the buck's heels.

It squealed, terrified, and veered away from Tyrant and Thunder in the opposite direction.

Rascal sprang out and followed suit, his paws digging into the earth as he pushed forward. He got close enough to jump up and grab hold of its tail. The buck bleated and spun around, knocking Melody aside in another attempt to break free from Rascal.

He dug his teeth in the soft deer fur. The muscles in his jaws were aching to be released from the tension.

Before he knew what was happening, Thunder and Tyrant came out of hiding and tackled the deer as it tumbled past. Tyrant held on to a shoulder. Thunder grabbed a leg and together, they slowly but surely made the deer come to a halt.

Melody caught up and sunk her fangs in the throat. The buck gave a feeble cry and sunk to its knees. Melody released her grip.

In a few heartbeats, the deer was dead. His eyes glazed over.

"Excellent work." A voice praised from above.

The hunting wolves looked to see Magnus sitting on a hill. He eyed Tyrant and his little group before padding down to meet them.

"Thank you." Tyrant dipped his head.

"Although," Magnus commented. "It would've been more efficient if you had another wolf to help." He added with a side glanced at Violet.