The Golden Flame Volume 1

Chapter One: On the Road

My dad and I are on our way to our new home, Barrak Montana, it's currently a ghost town. My dad plans on fixing the town and turning it into well populated and functioning city.

If your wondering? Yes, my dad, Henry is loaded. He's a co-owner of minisoft, so yeah, big bucks. My weekly allowance is a thousand dollars. I never spend more than half so I save the rest for rainy days, and you'd be surprised at how often I have them. Although it sounds easy, my life's been everything but easy..

If your wondering? No I don't live with my dad anymore, I'm 19 and go to college, well.. more like college comes to me. Online. I am currently studying ancient history. My father asked if I wanted to help, and I had nothing else to do, its currently late June and I am on break. I had a feeling he did it because my wolf has been restless, making me dead tired all the time, my wolf spirit has been wanting to go on runs all the time lately and in my life, its not possible often.

I for one used to live in the city working as a waitress for a restaurant trying to branch away from my fathers success to make my own. Two, I'm a large female, and that means I'm beyond the size of a normal wolf, from what my grandpa has told me, its very rare. Large females can grow to the size of an alpha and rarer occasions be larger than them. According to the past large females can over rule an Alpha command, over ruling an Alpha command is forbidden and very dangerous. Large females become a target at their first shift, and for large females that can happen as soon as ten years old. They usually end up dead by that time. But that's not my biggest reason to hide myself..

When I was younger, my grandpa also known as papa, used to tell me about the legends of the golden wolves and the specialties they had. Golden wolves were said that they can harness the powers of a powerful element, either water, earth, air or even fire. Even had the ability to change into different creatures. Before now, they used to lead the wolves against rivaling species that threaten our existence. They were said to protect us from what lurked in the dark. They were so rare, one was seen every few hundred years and its said they could live past the age of two hundred. The tales of previous golden wolves were stories parents would tell their kids before bed. Stories many believed to never be true.

At the age of eleven, I had my first shift. Both my papa and my father were there to help me through the first change. The first one is always the most painful and difficult one. Its the first time your body structure completely changes. For many, the first change can be hours of nothing but agonizing pain. My first took a total of three and a half hours. That is pain I would never wish on anyone, not even my enemies. Over time it becomes easier and faster.

When I shifted my father and papa looked at me with fear and horror. At a young age I already stood taller than them, already stood at six foot two inches. That wasn't what scared them. When I looked at my reflection in the pond next to me, my fur shimmered with gold. I couldn't believe my own eyes.. how is this even possible.. they were only legends and stories.. stories I heard as a child.. not only that most were known to be only males..

Back then I couldn't really control or communicate with my wolf spirit. My abilities were overwhelming. My father wanted to test my current limits. That night I learned not only was I a large female, but an unbelieved golden wolf. We learned that my hearing was two times better than the average wolf, my eye sight was three times better than a leopards and my speed was uncomparable.

Since that night my life completely changed. I had to learn to grown and mature fast. I rarely ever shift and if I do it has to be in places my father was completely sure no one would see me.

Training was a must. My father wanted to be sure I could protect myself from whatever would threaten my life. I learned anything I could, various fighting styles, melee weapon training and even attack stances when shifted.