Enemies (Farkas X Reader) a Skyrim Fanfic

Cloudy Mind

-Y/n-

I awoke in Farkas's arms, once again. I woke him up. He moved his hand up to his head. He looked at me and his gaze softens. He stands up. "Need a ride?" He asks. I nod and he picks me up. I latch onto him like normal. "You're a big baby..." He jokes. I roll my eyes. We go upstairs. By now everyone knew what happened so me not being able to walk today wasn't shocking. "If you all are feeling up to it, Aela and I are going to Eastwood Glen to bury Skjor's body." Vilkas spoke up.

"I want to go!" I said. Vilkas smiled. "I'll go." Farkas said. The rest of us agreed. After breakfast, we shifted. I was able to run fairly well now. We ran out the gates and to the Glen.

We arrived there shortly. Aela goes to Skjor's body. "We have to prepare it for burial. When you hear my howl, return." I nod and walk around. My feet take me to the hill. I stop at the base.

I sit down and stare up. I shift back to human and sit there. "Urgrad?" I whisper. I close my eyes. I hear his voice, "You're back?" I nod. He reaches to cup my cheek. I flinch back. "Urgrad." I muttered. "You said you loved me..." He said. "I found someone." "I know about that mutt! I can easily turn him against you again!" Urgrad's ghost dove for me. I tried to move but I couldn't in time. He placed a hand on my head  He them leaves without a trace. I smell like I am Urgrad.

"No no no no no no no no!" I growl, shifting. I claw at my fur. I rolled in the dirt. I began to growl. "That bastard!" I growl. I see Farkas in the distance. It looks as if he's searching. I shake my head. I run back to Vilkas.

He spins around to growl at me. "Vilkas!" I yell. "Why do you have his scent again! How did it happen?!" He barked. I felt tears forming. "I-... His spirit said he wanted to make Farkas turn against me!" I yipped. "It won't go away!" I yelp. Vilkas sighs. "Y/n..." "Vilkas, how do I fix it?!" I barked. "Don't challenge me!" He growls, stepping closer.

I pull my ears back. Aela step between us. "Break it up! We don't need more death! Mainly on this day!" She growls. By now, Arlilo and Farkas say what happened and were rushing over.

"Farkas! Stay back!" I growled. He stopped. "What?" He barked. His nose twitched. His yellow eyes flashed red. He growled at himself. He claws at his face, growling. "Y/n!" Aela yells. "I-I..." "Run!" She yells. I turn to see Farkas's fur turning black.

I bolted, running for Whiterun. I heard twigs break and leaves crunch under paws behind me. He was getting closer. Before I knew it, the black figure loomed over me.

A dark growl rumbled in his throat. "You should know what I'm after..." It growls. It's jaw snaps inches from my face. "Farkas." "Don't 'Farkas' me! I'm over half the wolf then that dog is. He doesn't even have enough control to overpower me..." I had to get Farkas back.

"Farkas. If you're in there... I need you back." The Beast growled at me. I slowly let myself shift back to human. I held my hand up. "Farkas, I need you to fight it!" The Beast snapped at me, "Stop it! Let me take control for once. Maybe I'll get done..."

I closed my eyes. "Farkas..." I whispered. The animal growled. It snapped for my face but pulled back, whining. It clawed at it's face. Slowly it turned into Farkas. He gaged and threw up acid. He hadn't eaten anything for it to come up. He looked up at me. He got up and walked over. I trapped him in a hug. "Farkas... My Farkas..." I mumble into his neck. He hugs me back.

"How sweet. Looks like we got the targets alone!" I female voice said. A white wolf leapt from the tree line. "Surround them." She said blankly.

In an instant, we were surrounded. "Howl and we kill you." The female wolf snapped. The werewolves closed in. Farkas held onto my hand. I squeezed back. I noticed something. These werewolves are using silver claw covers. I tilted my head. The White pelts soon hit me. "The Bloodfrost pack!" I said. "Correct." The female said. "Get them." She said. The werewolves closest to me lunged. His silver claw cut at my flesh, burning it. Farkas winced. One grabbed me, his claws unsheathed.