ANGEL

Chapter 2

I spat right back at her, but unlike the monster, I spat blood that she had shed. With that, she just got off me, shifting back to her wolf form. She then carried her dead mate away, on her back, disappearing into the forest without another glance. Why had she not killed me? I was sure for a minute there I would have been toast.

I pulled out my phone from my jacket pocket and called the only person to help me right now.

"Jade? Where are you?" She demanded so loudly into the phone that I cringed.

"Um the forest."

"What are you doing in the forest?" She said suspiciously.

"Look Holly can you please just pick me up? I'm in need of some medical attention."

"I hate you Jade."

"Love you Holly!" I sang before hanging up. With that I stood up, ignoring the pain in my shoulder, face and leg. Damn I was in some deep shit. I picked up my swords, gun and knife before hobbling to the nearby waterfall. Five minutes later, Holly came driving around the corner in a Jeep.

I got into the car and it took a literal two seconds before Holly began to scream at me.

"What the actual fuck? Are you crazy? Did you want to get yourself killed?" She screamed at me and I winced.

"You got some meds? I'm kind of in pain right now." I ignored her.

"No Jade, no pills till you spill." She said sternly, giving me that look that meant tell me or suffer your pain and die.

"I wanted to prove myself."

"To who? Brenton?"

"No."

"Yeah of course. Stop lying to me nitwit! I'm your best friend, I can tell!" She hit me with a magazine, across the forehead, making me wince in pain. "You'll be 18 in one week. You have nothing to prove. You're one of the best hunters we've ever seen."

"Obviously not! I failed the mission today."

"That was not a mission! That was pure stupidity! Taking on four werewolves alone? Not even a normal hunter does that!"

"I'm sorry ok. Please just clean me up."

"One day you're going to die from being an idiot and I can promise you now, if it is because of something stupid, I'm not going to the funeral."

"Thanks." I said sarcastically as she pulled out a first aid kit. She began to clean my wounds before bandaging me up and giving me some medicine to deal with the pain. She did all of this while lecturing me of course. Holly's dad was a doctor and he had taught her the basics of medicine and how to help the injured.

Holly was 18 and we had been best friends since we first met. We just connected, even though we were both so different. My parents had been murdered by werewolves when I was younger and Holly's family had basically taken me in. That was until of course the day Brenton chose me to be his wife. Brenton was the leader of our people and we were one of the biggest and strongest groups in the world. We trained the best hunters and we lived in the safest place. Brenton had taught me everything I needed to know about being a hunter and had become my mentor.

When I turn 18 however, I will be named an actual hunter, no longer needing teaching. Whenever a hunter turns 18 they also receive a special, unique power. Something that will help them in hunting in their years to come. Our power defines us and we are chosen for it as our destiny. And I am a strong believer in destiny.

Holly drove back to the camp and we were let in by the guards at the front gates. They stood in front of the tall walls which you wouldn't even get a chance to think about getting into because you'd be dead. We had good security here. The wall is constantly guarded 24/7. No one gets in or out without us knowing.