To Control The

Chapter 12 (Damien's POV)

Next week couldn't come fast enough. My insatiable Layla. I smirk at the thought of her. Especially from last week. I had her in every inch of my home. I smirk as I board my flight to Colorado. I check my boarding pass as I make my way to my seat. Great.. I look at my seat and I'm seated next to a crying child and a mother who isn't paying any attention to him. I roll my eyes as I think to this morning when I was in Layla's bed. "You know you could stay here.. In bed with me and see the pack another day.." She says as she runs her hands down my abdomen towards my cock. I sigh as I let her and I grab her neck to bring her into a passionate kiss. "As tempting as that sounds. I have to go. It's been over a year since I've seen them." She pouts and I mold my hands down her smooth beautiful body. I smirk as I dip my finger down to her core and she moans. I shake my head as I take my seat next to the mother and her offspring.
The flight is long and bumpy. I grab my luggage from the top cabin and stroll down the plane to reach the exit and leave to my terminal where my little cousin, Anya, standing against a yellow beetle is at. I roll my eyes. "She still has that piece of shit of a car." She squeals as she sees me and runs into my arms. I hug her somberly. "About time you got here!" "It was a 3 hour flight. Try sitting next to an annoying child and his mother." She laughs and punches my shoulder playfully. "Awe poor puppy." We make our way to her car and drive through Colorado traffic to a small cabin in the woods where my uncle, aunt, and three cousins live, including Anya. I get out of the car as we park the car. My uncle smiles down at me from the porch and comes down the steps to hug me. More like giving me a bear hug. "About time Nephew!" "Good to see you uncle." I smile at him. He looks similar to my father. I shake my head, since my father is in prison.
My cousins, Jake and Roman, make their way to me and smack my back jokingly, "Geez cousin! You grew up!" They laugh. I laugh along with them. "No help to you assholes." "Enough boys. We have business to attend to." I look at them curiously. "Business?" Jake and Roman make their way towards Anya's car to grab my bags and I walk up the steps to the small cabin along with my uncle. My uncle looks over at me as we walk inside and into the kitchen and I see my aunt in her blue apron and smell her homemade stew that she used to cook for me and my cousins when we were kids. I kiss her cheek and she hugs me as well. "Damien.. It's been too long." She smiles at me warmly. "Yes ma'am. It has been, but I'm back for now." "For now?" "Yes.. I have some business in Chicago." My uncle and aunt both look at me in shock. "So you know..?" "Know what..?" My uncle gulps softly. "Your father broke out of prison.." I drop my bowl of stew that my aunt handed to me. The glass shatters all over the floor and my eyes stay on my uncle.
"No.. the man I called father.. That man.. That psycho killed my mother.. Escaped.." "Yes, and he had help. We don't know who though.." I scan the room and see my cousins looking at me wondering what I'll do. "What's the plan..?" My uncle looks at my aunt as he nods at her to leave the room. "Let's eat first and then talk about the plan.." My stomach aches as if someone sucker punched me hard and begin to think to myself. "The man I used to call father escaped.. I'll kill him and his accomplice that broke that snake out.." I clench my hands into tight fists and growl lowly. 
Later on, me, my uncle, and three cousins all sat in a darkened room in the back of the cabin. The fireplace was our only light source in the room. I look into my hands as my uncle speaks. "We learned about your father's escape about a week ago. We were trying to get ahold of you, but you are hardly reachable." I look up at him apologetically. "But anyhow, we are here, together, as a pack." He slides a manilla folder towards me as I grab it and open it slowly. Fearful of what I'll see. I look into the file and see a picture of my father standing on top of the rumble of the prison wall. I look through the photos and see a woman outside of the prison leaning against a blacked out car. "Who's she?" I point towards the picture of her. My uncle shrugs. "We don't know, but whoever she is. She helped your father escape, so we need to find her and question her." I nod and stand up from the couch. "I'll go track her down." My uncle shakes his head. "You won't do that. Jake and Roman will. You, me, and Anya will track your father down." I groan as I roll my eyes irritated at my uncle. "For now, we rest and split up in the morning and track them down."
I lay awake in bed, looking at the ceiling as I flex my muscles. I begin to think of Layla and turn on my side and grab my phone and text her. "Hey you. What are you doing?" A few minutes pass and I get a response. "Hi there. Laying in bed thinking about whether or not I should get a burger or a salad to eat.." I smirk and text back. "Oh.. I'm wounded. You're not thinking of me. Mmm I'm sad." "I'm always thinking about you, but your place is neatly decorated and I think you'll be happy with it." I smile in hopes that my place doesn't look like a unicorn shitted all over the walls. "I can't wait to see it and you. Get something to eat and rest. Goodnight beautiful." I put my phone on the nightstand and sit up slowly. I could use a run.
I get up and make my way out of the room and sneak my way through the cabin. I listen carefully to not wake my cousins or my uncle. I step outside and inhale softly and smell the great outdoors. I walk towards the woods and strip naked. My body begins to heat up as I groan softly. My bones shift around my body as I begin to shift into the wolf. My eyes blur from color to a haze of blues and yellows. I groan loudly as I get on my hands and knees and my bones crackle and snap. Before I know it, I have turned into a wolf. I look around and towards the cabin I once called home and howl up at the sky. I make a run through the woods as I take nature in. The soft soil, the snap of branches that laid upon the ground, the smell of moss and crisp air as it rushes past my ears. I weave my way through trees and tall grass. I stop on the edge of a cliff that stood over a lake and look up at the moon. It's light glimmering along the lake. I listen and hear the soft laps of water as it hits the shore and the fish that bob their heads up to the surface as the night goes on.
I wake and notice that I'm back in my bed. I sit up quickly and pull the blanket that laid over my body and see that I'm dirty and naked. I groan as I grip my head lightly. "How did I get home? How do I not remember coming back home?" I shake my head and get up out of bed and make my way to the bathroom. First thing I see when I go into the bathroom is Jake taking a piss and I slam the door. "Dude! Lock the door next time." He bursts into laughter as I wait for him to get out. He finally comes out and laughs a little. "You do notice that you're naked in my house." I quickly cover myself and push him out of the bathroom and lock the door, so I can be undisturbed from my shower. I stand underneath the warmth of the water and look down as the dirt washes off my body. I wash my hair and body as the water cascades over me.
I get dressed after I have showered and make my way to the kitchen to the bacon fumed room and my stomach growls hungrily. Jake, Roman, Anya, my aunt and uncle have all seated down at the table. "Morning everyone." They all say their good mornings and hand me my plate and I chow down on the delicious food that my aunt has prepared. "When do we start on the search for my dad and his accomplice?" I say as I chew on my food. My aunt looks at me as a way to remind me to not chew with my mouth full. Jake and Roman snicker at me. I swallow and look at my uncle waiting on his response. "We'll go after we are done eating.." I nod and we all finish our breakfast soon after.
We all stand out on the porch, discussing the plan on tracking and strategies on what to do when we see them. Jake looks at me, "We'll track them as humans then when nightfalls we'll surprise attack them." I nod as we head off towards my uncle's pick-up truck and their humvee. We say our goodbyes and leave out onto the road towards death itself.