The Wolf (Book 1)

Plan In Motion

Marks P.O.V

I sat quietly in the forest by myself thinking back to the night before and what had happened.

My plan had sort of failed, I had expected Tilyer to kill the idiot but no, Tilyer had to be the good guy and save Joe didn’t he, course he did, it’s Tilyer.

Oh well, it didn’t really matter, I would just have to either kill him or make him follow me again. Joe was a pathetic shape shifter, always following orders because he was too fucking afraid to stand up for himself, at the core he was worse than Tilyer, even more of a looser.

My plans structure stayed relatively the same thought, I would pay Tilyer a little intimidation visit and when the time is right, I would kill him. I couldn’t really afford to waste too much time, if I didn’t kill him soon someone else might step in and those stupid blood suckers would kill me instead, but this wouldn’t stop me from being mean and messing him around a bit, no, in fact, I would take pleasure in messing around with him. 

But I would still kill him, because to be honest my life was worth more than his, only thing I couldn’t understand was why the blood suckers had asked me to kill him for them or why they threatened to kill me if I didn’t, couldn’t they do it themselves? They were strong enough weren’t they? Ungrateful bastards the lot of them, not even prepared to take care of their own shift. Either way the dipshit didn’t deserve all this attention.

I grabbed a knife which I had bought in town and started to sharpen a stick without purpose to pass the time.

Only thing is, could I buck up the courage to destroy my friend Joe or not... urgh, I didn’t want to think about it. Without realising I started talking to myself

“He betrayed me...” I kept going “or rather I betrayed him, he was supposed to die back there, not live and certainly not join Tilyer... so why am I wondering I can spare his life?” I pulled a strange face in confusion “Screw this, I don’t need him, and he’s no longer my friend anyways, but it still means one more idiot to have to deal with!” I shouted in frustration and threw the stick into the distance.

“Tilyer will die” I said calmly to myself as I stood up and started to walk.