The wolf that got away

Seeing red

I turn around and looks up in to Azazels eyes and I freeze, not knowing what to do.

Azazel: "How dare you hurt my son and the future alpha of this pack?" He snears at me.

Kine: "He was bullying the children." I tried to tell him with with confidence.

And out of the blue he smacked me across my face and I back out for a few seconds, I blink my eyes and I look back up at him his eyes almost red out of anger. But I have decided to stand my ground and not back down. I can hear Ron fake his sniffles and feel Azazels rappid and angry breaths on my face. I turn around and walks over to Thor. He grabs my shoulders and looks at my face and half smiles. 

Thor: "It's gonna be fine, no wounds" 

It feels like a dream, I can hear both Azazel and Ron turn and leave but the only thing I can focus on is the touch from Thor and his eyes, he is keeping me from turning around to hit Ron again. I can hear Thor speak to me but I don't registrer what he is saying so I'm sure I looked confused because I can her him laugh abit and I snap out of it.

Kine: "What did you say?" 

Thor: "Your face, it's gonna be fine, there is no wound" 

Kine: "Oh.." I reaches up to touch my face, and it kinda burns from the smack but I shake it off. "Lets go to the river, I don't wan't to be here anymore." I shake him off and half runs to the river and sits down. I feels like hours before he gets over and sits down beside me. 

Thor: "What's up?"

Kine: "It's nothing.. I just got really mad and I wanted to hit Ron again so bad.."

Thor: "I could tell.." He leans over and puts his arm over my shoulder.

Kine: "I wish I could run away.. This isn't a life to live.."

Thor: "Yeah, you and me both.."

Kine: "Why don't we just escape?"

Thor: "We can't.. Neither you or me can shifft at will yet"

Kine: "I know.. But its a nise thought to play with.."

Thor: "It sure is"

The day passed, and so did the years, with us two playing with the thought of running away. 

I am now 11 and Thor is 14, we have spend less and less time together because he has ben training with the warriors and I have started the training with hunting and slaughter of the animal. 

I know that the hunting of the animal in human form is hard but I had no idea it would be this hard. First I had to learn how to track a animal, then I had to learn how to use a bow and arrow, and just as a heads up I was never good at shooting with a bow and arrow, and the killing of the animal, well that was the easiest of it all tho I didn't hit it most of the times. All of this is starting to get boring, and I can't wait untill I'm old enoug to shif at will and get in a kill. Thinking of it it feels like we are made in to killing machines, but that is what hunters do. 

The days is always the same. I wake up, get clean and starts the day with practicing shooting arrows, then it's slaughter with dad and at the eavning its tracking. Living like this isn't a life, Azazel has started to really become an ass and so is Ron, he is taking after his dad, and if that isnt enough, Azazel killed one of the pack, a scout. I have no idea who he was or if he had a mate and children, but it's horrible. Who kills someone of your own pack? Well he does, and it shoock everyone in the pack, well almost everyone. The Betas I'm sure was in on it and helped with killing him. From what I have heard they ripped his arm of and then stuffed it with wolfsbane and let him suffer for who knows how long and thn ripped his head clean off. If that is true I have no idea, but I'm sure he is brutal enough to to something like that. And let us not forget his precious son, well Ron haven't been up to much well other than continue to bully the pups, but for some reason he stops and runs away when I walk past him. I guess the broken nose made him understan that not everyone is gonna bow down. 

As I walk from my bow practise I can hear again that Ron is up to something with the pups. But this time he didn't run away, he tried to be nasty with me as I walked past him. But this time I couldn't hold my anger in, I turned around and punched him so hard in his throat that he had problems breathing and then I planted a hard punch in his stomac and he hunched over. I smiled and grabed his head and with full force I puched his face in to my knee hearing his nose break, and then I just pushed him away from me and he fell like a sack of rocks to the ground. I guess he passed out, but did you think I was gonna say anything to anyone about that? Oh no, not even if hell froze over. I just left in to the forest skipping my lesson with dad and started to make a map to the easiest route out of here.