Winter Wolves

Chapter 5

Her eyes felt heavy and she had a bitter taste in her mouth. Her tong felt pasty inside her snout. But she wasn't dead. Immediately she tried to stand up, but her paws gave up on her and she stumbled to the floor.

-Easy, easy...Take it slow- A human said. He was tall and broad like an oak. It was the same wolf she had bitten into while running in the woods. It was an alpha. A caged wolf was a dead wolf.

She tried to stand up once more, paws wobbling, making her unsteady. He took a step forward, trying to reach for her. She snarled angrily, trying to keep him away. She felt light-headed, and her body couldn't move as usual.

He took one more step towards her, she growled again and bared her fangs.

-You were sedated with Udumbar...It's a plant, the heaviness will take a couple of minutes to dissipate, let me help you, I mean no harm...-

He came a little closer, and she growled again. She didn't like the way he kept coming closer and closer. She snapped in his direction, making it clear she would attack if he came anymore close. He had pinkish marks on his neck from the previous bite she gave him.

-It's okay, I won't hurt you. My name is Colton, we are in my packhouse-

He tried to sound calm, but no alpha was trustworthy. He took another step and she growled again, a deep rattling sound coming straight from her chest. She didn't lounge because she didn't have the upperhand. She still felt dizzy, and she was no match to and alpha in this condition. She just hoped the growls kept him away for the moment.

-Alpha, I think she doesn't want you to come any closer...- Said another enormous human male, he smelled high ranked. The alpha glared at him. She growled again, turning to the second male. A surrounded wolf was a dead wolf. A weak wolf was a dead wolf. And right now, she was both of them.

-Can you please change? We mean no harm, I'm the alpha of this pack and he's my beta, Michael.- The dark-haired alpha said.

She growled once more. She felt trapped, and that reminded her of somewhere else, where she couldn't escape either. The alpha took yet another step forward, his last one, as she didn't feel as dizzy anymore. She lunged at him, this time she would finish her task.

Before her fangs met the alphas skin again, she felt pressure and pain being applied on her neck. A large silver chain was attached to a fur-lined silver collar that was stuck on her neck. She looked at it for half a second before attacking the human with the other end of the chain. Before she could take the jump to that wolf, a shackle was placed around her hind leg. She attacked the other way, until the pulled at the chain on her neck. She began trashing on the floor, trying to bite and scratch anything that was close. Froth was coming out of her mouth. They drug her outside the pack house and headed towards the forest line. Right there they tied both chains to a tree.

She pulled at her chains and howled in frustration. A chained wolf was a dead wolf. No alpha was different. She had felt the small tingles when she bit the alpha. But an alpha was an alpha. They corrupted everything they touched. Their touch meant only pain. Their presence was synonymous of despair. She wouldn't be mated to an alpha.

She kept pulling, trying to pull free of her chains. The collar, even with the lining, burned her neck, and the place where it touched her skin had long gone began to bleed. It was the same way with the shackle on her leg.

Everyday someone came with food for her, but she didn't trust nobody. She tried to bite everyone who came near by. Even if they managed to leave the food close enough, she refused to eat it. She had learned her lesson with that. And she had prepared herself for winter, the scenario had changed, but the starving was the same.

After she had reached a warrior who had been carless enough to try to pet her, Colton had replaced everyone else. He came day and night to offer her a plate of food. She growled and snarled towards him if he came any closer than 10 feet from the place she was.

When the snow was at it strongest, she was at her weakest. She hadn't been able to finish that 5th elk she had caught before the other wolves showed up.

She had returned to being a sack of bones.