The Grand Wolf

Chapter 2

^^^^^^Butch=Alpha Chris's wolf^^^^^^

"Where the hell is my jacket!?" Chris shouted.

"Seriously, calm down dude. We have plenty of time." His wolf, Butch, told him in his head.

A low growl escapes his lips.

"Alpha Chris. Didn't you leave your jacket in the mess tent yesterday?" His best friend, and beta asked.

Without a word, Chris heads to the mess tent. Beta Adam, following hot on his tail.

As suggested, there was his jacket, draped over a collapsible table. Chris grabs his jacket, turns to Adam, giving him a nod of thanks.

After the rouges attacked his pack, killing his father in the process, Chris started looking for a new location for his pack. He figured being close to one of the larger, stronger packs, would provide better protection for his. When he heard that there was a fair amount of unclaimed ground near the border of the Eclipse pack, he knew he had to strike a deal.

Come to find out, a good one thousands miles, was left unclaimed, on the opposite side of the river that borders the eastern edge of the Eclipse pack territory. So Chris gathered of the survivors of the attack, leading them to the river. 

"I am going on ahead to meet with Alpha Mark." Chris tells Adam. "You make sure everyone packs up camp, and keep leading them to our new pack site."

"Will do, sir." Adam responds, standing at attention, and giving his alpha a salute.

Chris rolls his eyes at his friends antics, but plays along. "Dismissed soldier."

They both chuckle, before Chris turns away and starts walking. 

Chris knew he had plenty of time before his meeting. So h decided to run off some steam first.

He went behind a bush, stripping down naked. He folded up his clothes, hiding them under the bush. Then he began to shift. His wolf is a beautiful, bluish grey, with a little patch of white below the neck. 

Most men were a little jealous of his wolf form, while the women swooned over it. 

Now in his wolf form, Chris took a mad dash. He figured if nothing else, he could check the perimeter around the camp, to make sure nothing was going to endanger his group. While running, he allowed himself to enjoy the wind blowing through his fur. The fragrance of the forest filling his nostrils, helping him to relax. listening to the birds sing their little songs. He felt happy, free. 

When he got back to the bush his clothes was hiding under, he shifted back. After he got dressed, in his wife beater, and jeans, he made his was to the river. Finding a bridge in the northern side of the river, he walk into the Eclipse territory.

As soon as he crossed the bridge, a sweet scent filled his nose. Cherry blossom with a bit of sweet pea. His wolf let out a low growl inside his head. 

"Mate"

He was on the hunt now. He followed the smell, staying by the river. He knew the smell was close to the water.

While walking along the riverside, he came to a small clearing when a girl was casting out some fishing poles. He ducked behind a tree, not wanting to startle the girl, but to take in her beauty. Watching her in her pink t-shirt, and acid wash jeans and raven black shoulder length hair, partially pulled into a ponytail on the very top of her head. She was just to cute for words. He saw her attach little bells on the poles, so she would know when she got a bite on a line. Then she leaned back into the grass, and let herself relax.

After a minute of staring at her in a daze, like some creeper, the wind shifted. Now he was standing upwind of her. He saw her shoot straight up looking around for when he knew was probably his scent.

As he stepped out from behind the tree, he got a good look at her features. Her dull blue eyes were hypnotizing to him. Full pouty lips.

Before he knew it, he saw her double over in pain. Chris could not react in time. He felt pain surge throughout his entire body. He knew this feeling, he was shifting. This was no normal shift though, it was painful. Normally shifting is painless, after the first couple of times. 

No. This was a forced shift. As the screaming pain flowed through is body, his clothes ripped off of him. Chris went down to all fours, waiting for the agony to subside.

When the shift was done, he could not describe what he saw in front of him.

The girls wolf was huge, bigger then his own. That was odd enough in itself. Female wolves are usually small. Chris would have expected hers to be small too, like she was in human form. Then there is the fact, most wolves normally are a little smaller then an alpha, mostly to prove he alphas dominance.

On top of her wolf being bigger than his, she had the most peculiar marking on her face. 

Despite all the things that were different about her, Chris could not help but to admire and adore her. He knew this strange she-wolf was his, and his alone. He looked around at his torn clothes, and saw his boxers where still in one piece. 

Butch told him in his head, "at least you wore extra stretchy underwear today."

Grabbing his boxers up in his mouth, he went back behind the tree, and managed to shift back, sliding his boxers on. When he came back into view, he saw the large she-wolf had a very confused look on her face. Knowing she would not shift back, due to no clothes, He offered to pull her lines out of the water, and walk her home.

She jumped up, obviously scared. He smiled at her saying, "on rare occasions, a forced shift does happen."

He saw her shake he head vigorously. His brows scrunched together at this action, before coming to another conclusion. 

"Is this your first shift?" He asked.

The wolf put her head down in shame at his question, and  he knew. 

"Oh, I didn't know. Um, go wait by the bridge, I will have one of my pack members help you through this."

Chris mind linked his betas mate, "Madeline, I am sending a very large she-wolf to the bridge of the river. It seems she has just experienced her very first shift. Please help her through this, and provide some clothes for her, she is about your size. Oh, and tell Gamma Dwayne  to run ahead and bring me some clothes. I had a forced shift."

"A forced shift? Oh my fudge puddings! Are you okay?" Madeline responded.

"I'm fine. just in my underwear." Chris answered.