Little Red and the Big Bad Wolf

Ch.6 ^The note^

        I had finally made it back to the village. Clayton hasn't realized I'm gone, yet. He wouldn't come into the village would he? No he won't werewolves don't come into our village unless they come to take our livestock or terrorize the village at night. My father wasn't home like usual so I sat outside and started to paint. Thank god I have this cloak on it helps to cover up Clayton's mark. If anyone saw it on me I'de be killed. Yes, killed its happened before, a woman a few years ago had a mark like mine on her and they hung her for being close t a werewolf once they had found out.. For a whole week a werewolves sad and lonely howl was heard every night when the moon was at its highest.

        I looked at my painting to see I had started to paint Clayton's wolf. What the hell! I was going to paint the village gates. "Red." Wren said. I looked up at him and glared. Does he not get the message I will never ever marry him. He's almost as bad as Clayton in the big ego and cockiness department. "What do you want?" I asked. "Can't I just come see you." Wren replied. "Um no." I said annoyed. "Well I was wondering if you would like to take a stroll through the village." He said. Now I had a perfect way to get rid of him. If I mentioned strolling by the woods he would forget about going on the stroll and leave me alone.

        "I prefer walking by the woods." I said. "Fine by me now let's go." He said. What! He's not scared but he's suppose to be afraid of the woods just like the rest of the villagers! "I'll be back in a minute I need to put this stuff away." I replied. I put my stuff away then come back out and headed out of the village with Wren and headed over to the woods. We walked for a while in silence. "Why aren't you afraid of the woods?" I asked. "Because there's nothing to be afraid of." He replied. "But what about the werewolves." I said. :There just werewolves and you know there are people who kill them for a living." He said. "Yeah the hunters, but they don't seem to be killing any werewolves." I said. "Yeah well there's a new hunter in the village and he'll find the werewolves and get rid of them." Wren replied. I scoffed then rolled my eyes. "Sure." I said. I don't know why I was acting this way about the hunter and werewolf thing.

        We stopped and looked back at the village. "The hunters are trying to find a way to lure the Alpha werewolf into the village so they can kill him." He said. He seems to know a lot about the hunters and there plans maybe he's a hunter? "Why must it be the Alpha?" I asked. "Because he's the leader the life line of the pack with out him the pack will grow weak and slowly fall apart." Wren replied. "But wouldn't the Beta take over." I said. "Yes but it wouldn't do any good. If the Alpha is gone the pack will barely be able to stay together even with their Luna. If they have no Alpha or Luna then the packs nothing the Beta won't be strong enough to keep the pack together. Beta's aren't ment to be Alpha's for a reason." Wren said. "Then who comes into our village to take te livestock if it's not the Alpha." I said. "Some of the pack hunters go into the village." He said We started heading back to the village since it was almost dark and I couldn't help but speed up a little bit I felt like something or more like someone was watching me.

        Wren left me once I got to the house. My father like usual wasn't home and probably wouldn't be for another three hours he's most likely drinking the night away at the village's pub. The house felt abandoned and eerie. I sat down and started to read my mother's journal she had wrote. As I read it a note slipped from the journal. I picked it up and examined it. It was old judging by the wear and tear it had on it. I opened it up and read it. ~The Alpha will come in the night to claim what is rightfully his.-J.B.~ What the hell! Who the heck is J.B. and why would she had given my mother this note. Why did my mother even keep it in the first place?