Mad Dog

#4 Playing with matches will bound to get you burned

No, no no, this can't be happening.

I am to young and damn to good looking to die. An army of wolves surrounded my house and I screamed when one of them punched my brother in the face breaking his jaw. Everyone in the pack house was now a panicking mess, running to and fro in the house. Some of the children were crying on the floor rocking back and forth, while the elderly where asking for help, pleading for reasoning with the moon goddess. Terra and Porter's feet were glued to the floorboard as they watched their alpha being ripped limb from limb.

"GUYS, WE HAVE TO GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE, I yelled over the voices of my frightened pack members. It's like as soon as I said that, they were rebooted, and was running to the back door of the pack house me close on their tail.

Every wolf for themselves.

I stopped when I spotted two gorgeous little girls crying and I realized those dynamic dimples belonged to my baby sisters . Gale and Pharaoh were running around crying very much oblivious being the two youngest in the pack. I stopped in my tracks, pushed through the busy bodies and grabbed their little hands. Running, getting closer to the back door, I grabbed their stroller and put them in all while not stopping.

I reached the door.

Terra and Porter were long gone, probably went and shifted.

I on the other hand had my hands full with the care of my baby sisters who innocent minds didn't know a werewolves greatest fear came to our shabby pack.

As soon as I ran outside I smacked face first into someone's back. I was then face to face with a snarling smirking wolf, who's face was covered in raw skin and blood.

"What a pretty girl, trying to escape darling, he smirked evilly dragging his claws down my legs. My baby sisters were crying in the stroller, thrashing in the seat belt. I on the other hand screamed bloody murder as his dirty claws, dug into my skin, the faint smell of my blood infiltrated my nostrils. He only laughed at my pain, going even harder.

"Such a shame a pretty face like you have to go to waste, he sighed staring at my pained form. "You would have been a great fuck, he simply said shrugging. "Go, to hell, you dirty rogue, I spat out. Who the hell cares, I'm about to die anyway, might as well get in a couple of insults.

"Awe, the weak little kitty is try to claw, news flash bitch, your nothing but a pathetic omega, and when I'm done with you, I'm gonna rip those two brats Hearts out and make you watch them die, he snarled out laughing at my scared face.

He started getting closer to my neck ignoring my frequent thrashes. His teeth grazed my ear lobe and went lower to the soft flesh of my neck. I braced myself for his sharp fangs to enter my neck, cutting off any movement but it never came. In an instant he flew back from me.

I looked at him, as he stared at me bewildered.

"Oh shit, I'm dead, I'm dead, he's going to kill me for touching her, shit, fuck I didn't know, his face looked pale as he stalled slowly, his Adam apple bobbing up and down. I on the other hand was confused. Who was he?

"Maybe, he'll see reason, he'll spare me, he whispered more to himself.

He looked at me eyes wet with tears, I didn't mean to hit you, I didn't know you were his , damn it he will have my head.

And with that he ran.

I on the other hand was very confused. Who was keeping tabs on me, and also, who claimed me as theirs? I searched my mind for a potential suspect and my mind went blank.

Nevertheless, the rogue did leave me alone and gave me a free running chance so I should take it, not contemplate this almost impossible question.

Snapping out of my mind state, I grabbed the stroller with the now still and tearless babbling girls in the cart, and I was off.