"okay dont panic maybe it's not it?" i said to myself but i knew better the cresent moon was my packs sign meaning our ancesters were moonwalkers we had more power at night then any other time we could still shift in daylight but it was easier to focus at night. the pawprint ment something totally diffrent had it stayed red it would mean another wolf but it being black only ment one thing it was from the Dayshvalski (prounounced Die-shh-ls-valkie) they were known to be one of the most cruilest packs left. in ancient times there was only one pack but a war broke out amoungst our kind as power was driven into the wrong hands eventually the pack broke up into smaller ones but three were still in power the Dayshvalski clan, lead by victor Dayshvalski and his mate nefret there clan was known for going right to killing they tortured there enemys and said to be tied with the devil himself. the airlenea (prounounced I-re-lena) clan was known for using crypted magic and tended to divide the power amoungst themselves and the most civil clan more of peace makers than anything really. and last was our clan the Shadowwalker clan its real name is to hard to pronunce for most using ancient tounge. we held the most power and were known for having ties with everyone. a decade or two ago though stories of a great war between ours and the Dayshvalski clan broke out it was said they had sacrifised a new born son to demonds to make it so all our women couldnt bear children. and after most women didn't but it was over and fights broke out about who was right eventually they began to loath us cursing us for using some other magic to defeat theres. ever since our clan and theres were never together. but propecy speaks of the three clans coming together once again. in these last months werewolves have begun to die a slow painful illniss that made them cough up blood and eventually die from drowning in it. it was a terrible death but now it wasnt uncommin to see the pack doctors around. I looked at my clock it read 7:04 "crap" i muttered i picked out my cloths carfull an oversized grey tee and some white skinny jeans with a red tank top and red toms and some jewlery i applied make up over the mark and did my make up to make me lashs long and what not bringing out the brown in them i changed and curled my hair and left with my leather jacket and bag in hand. i walked in and saw her for the first time marcus's new bride to be. I didnt want to sound cocky but she was nothing compared to me in all honestly she looked at me and i sensed her fear sky rocket i smiled smugly and walked away. i found our regular group and walked up to them
"hey riska" they all kinda said at once i smiled and put down my bag we always gathered in the commins area on a bunch on tables most here already had mates so it was cozy often a few humans here and there but not many. marcus and her walked up to us and it got awkward i foucesed on my nails instead and made small talk with nathan a guy from my math class. the bell rung and i said bye and walked into class i sat in the back in the far corner marcus sat on the other side we were half threw when the door flew open and the hottest guy i've ever seen walked in the world seemed to stop and it was just me and him his eyes instantly found mine i heard girls "ohh" and guys smirk but it felt as if an invisible force was pulling me to him a chord that had never Benn there suddenly sparked to life making me want to run to this strange....man....not boy. i think he sensed it to the way his eyes moved down my body in an almost hungry way i blushed and just as it began it ended as he forcefully pulled his eyes away
"young man im speaking to you" mr.noah said he handed him a paper and mr.noah looked it over and grunted
"teens" he murmered "alright class meet dimitri victor Dayshvalski" he said he was tall tan and muslular his choclate brown hair was spiked in a messy cute way his eyes were bealutiful and captivatedd me "take a seat anywhere" he mumbled i looked around only to see that the desk by me was the only one left
"lucky bitch" a girl mumbled he made his way to me and sat down
"hey" he said and gave me the most adorable half smile ever his deep voice gave me chills as i imagined those big hands roaming my body and----"STOP IT RISKA!" i mentally yelled to myself i gave him my best casual grin
"hey" i said back he faced forward and i did to the bell rang all to soon and everyone filled out thats when i heard it
"your my one true love..." marcus said to her i stopped dead in my tracks as she stared at me over his shoulder and gave me a smug look i wanted to run over and rip her head off all those petty moments i had tried so hard to be over came falling back as i hurridly went for the door pushing past people i heard some one shout for me to hold on but i pushed my way to the exit and stumbled out as i droped my bag and headed for the woods near by after my lungs couldnt take it anymore and i had reached the clearing into a medow its flowers freeking over just barley and the cold wind piercing my lungs did i allow myself to break i fell to the ground and wept holding myself close i heard footsteps and wiped away tears shakly
"hey" i heard him say his voice full of worry
"go away!" i said my voice cracking more, warm arms brought me to a strong chest and electricity pulles threw me i recisted the erge to moan wait what? i did not just feel my panties get damp!
"shh it's okay" his voice murmred into my ear as he turned me so my face buried into his soft cotten shirt i clung to it and bawled thats when i smelt it...the same scent from this morning i jerked away
"it's you!!!" i almost yelled i stumbled to my feet as he gracefully rose
"YOU ASS HOLE!!! YOU MARKED ME! DO YOU KNOW WHAT CLAN IM FROM? WHO MY FATHER IS?!!?!!?!!" i screamed he didnt look shocked i walked past him getting ready to sprint back but he grabed my arm once again my body filled with warmth
"look i came to help!" he yelled
"WHY SHOULD YOU CARE!" i screamed trying to pull free
"BECAUSE YOUR MY MATE!" he yelled back before grabing the back of my head and bringing my lips crashing to his and oh god how amazing it felt! i instantly let myself be drawn to him and felt my arms raise above and my fingers run threw his soft silky hair as his hands griped my waist his tounge licked my bottom lip begging for entrance i let him in happily as his tounge danced with mine i pressed myself closer and his hips crashed with mine as i felt how "happy" i was making him the kiss grew more passionate as my legs wrapped around his waist and his hands gripped my ass running along my thigh making me want him so much more...damb clothes.... he finally borke away for air and rested his forhead on mine both of us panting as he said
"your mine" he breathed his breath warm against my skin making the tingling increase all i could do was nod as he carried me back threw the forest.
