"Almost there! Hold on!"
"We donʼt have any time, theyʼre waking up!" Shouted Asha from inside the stagecoach, her eyes wide as she looked down at the bodies of her friends whose skins were starting to sprout fur.
"Shit!" Cursed Rithvik from the bench resting outside of the coach, he yanked the reins back, stopping the horses from colliding right into a young boy.
The boy must be crazy, he was standing right in the path of their carriage, the smell of his fear clouded around him.
He stopped the coach, hopped down and growled, approaching the boy.
"Are you crazy?! We couldʼve ran your ass right over!"
The boy gulped and backed away, "I know. But I-I am supposed to retrieve you all..Iʼm Avinash. You know the farm boy..Omkara sent me. He should be here shortly! I swear!" He seemed to stammer when Rithvik grew closer.
"Well he better get here soon, or else things are gonna get a bit more fucked up."
Rithvik then strided back to the stagecoach to help Asha, but before he could get to the door, something slammed the door right off and took off, followed by another blur.
Asha then poked her head out, her breathing heavy. "I couldnʼt keep them both in, their eyes were glazed. And then they went absolutely crazy."
"Shit. Letʼs go! Weʼve gotta catch them before they wind up killing someone." He quickly morphed into his wolf form and darted after the two blurs, Asha doing the same and followed hot on his tail.
They ran as fast as they could, tracking the two down by their scents, hoping to catch them and fast.
They started gaining on them, seeing them veering, then the two separated.
Which was clever.
Rithvik gave Asha, who was in her dark-grey wolf, a look and she nodded, both going separate ways.
He followed after Ishani, while Asha chased down Mrunaal.
But a powerful roar stopped everyone in their tracks, it was him.
Their King.
Their brother.
There was a loud growl that followed and then there was silence.
Asha lifted her head, confused and watched as other wolves came into view.
A silver female dragged a light cinnamon-colored wolf by the neck, her jaws clamped just tight enough to keep a good grip. She gave Asha a look before releasing her grip on the other wolf.
Her golden eyes wary as she then motioned for Asha to watch the wolf who seemed to be Ishani.
Another wolf came to view, this time an enormous black one that also had a wolf dangling from its massive jaws.
The sand-colored wolf squirmed and snarled, trying to get out of the males grip. But the king only tightened his jaws around the females neck, then let her go when his mate gave him a withering look.
The two newly turned females whined and sunk against the floor when Omkara caught them trying to escape again.
His eyes narrowed while his canines were bared.
He didnʼt want to hurt them, but if he needed to he would. Though there would be no chance of that, since his brothers came rushing in, shielding their mates from him.
Both Ranveer and Arijit flattened their ears and snarled at their brother, becoming overly protective. But they had a right to be.
Omkara raised his hackles and glared, frustrated by the fact that they would even snarl at him, let alone think that he would hurt Mrunaal and Ishani.
