Chapter 3
Zac could get sort of carried away sometimes. I wasn't sure if he was going too far with this whole "hunting down the shapeshifter" thing. Sure, shapeshifters were our enemy. There was supposed to be a big, long history about it, but I didn't hear that much. I still wasn't sure why our two "species" used to be at war.
And, hey - if he was as good looking as the girls said he was, I could be able to look past our differences.
I was now in Maria's backyard, shivering against the winter wind. The grass was covered in a beautiful blanket of white snow that stretched throughout the entire forest. I carefully set down my change of clothes on her back deck, hoping that when I was a wolf that I would still remember where I put them.
The corner of my eye caught a movement in the trees, and I saw a pair of yellow glowing eyes; Zac's. Then a pair of glowing pink eyes; Rose's. Mine were bright orange.
Concentrating carefully, I fell forwards, claws now catching my fall as I transformed. My breath turned into gritty huffs, and snowflakes caught in my long whiskers. I sneezed and shook out my muzzle. The snow tickled but it was annoying.
I trotted into the woods, meeting the other wolves; they had all gathered by now. I received a picture in my mind - it was a boy, transforming into a serpent, then transforming into a devil. A shapeshifter. I recoiled as I saw the devil being torn apart by ten angry wolves.
A low growl hissed from my clenched jaws.
Justin purred and tugged on my ear with his teeth. I laughed in my human mind - Justin always flirted with me when we were in wolf form. I think he was less nervous like this. And I had to say; Justin certainly was not too bad looking.
I playfully bit his ear back, and we got into a play-wrestling match.
Zac barked and we snapped back to reality. Justin sent me an image of our bodies in wolf form, noses pressed together. My human mind blushed and I knew he could see it.
Rose sent me a stern picture of a wolf with it's teeth bared. I just hissed at her. Since when did she become Alpha?
Okay, this was the plan; Me, Rose, Ezra, Justin and Cher were to go left. Zac, James, Maria, Jocelyn and Zayn were to go right. Cher could see him in the woods somewhere; we just didn't know where. The four of us followed her anyways though, since she had the clearest vision of where Tyler might have been.
The snow was cold on the pads of my paws. I could tell I wouldn't be shifting anytime soon. Justin walked next to me, occasionally purring at me or licking my cheek. I was flattered, but was far more interested in Tyler. We would find him sooner or later. I kept picking up some unusual scents here and there. The real question was; what were we going to do once we found him? We obviously couldn't just flat out kill him. Zac knew that.
Cher sent me a picture of the North side of the woods. Her muzzle scrunched up; she looked worried.
I barked at her, and all five of us began to run. I was picking up what I thought was his scent now. The scent changed, but it was still strong and unnatural; he must have shifted.
My legs sprung my wolf body through the air, getting me some more speed. I wanted to get there before Zac's group - I had to show everyone that I could be Alpha.
The second test came to mind. Survival. Yet another simulator, in case I failed. They didn't want me to die for real.
I was put in a forest with nothing except my wolf body and human mind. I was only in there for two hours, but it felt like a week. I slept underneath rocks, in caves. I ate berries and hunted deer. I drank water from the stream. I definitely passed.
Wolf fact number two.
There were rules. Many, many rules. No speaking with outsiders. No shifting in front of mortals. No revealing anything. Break any rules and you were bound for execution. Or worse - torture.
There was one more pack, but they were called 'The Elders'. They weren't teens like us, and they were the supernaturals in charge of everything. Literally. They decided who got killed, who survived, who mated, who got... tortured.
They were nasty. You really didn't want to piss off The Elders. War between our two packs was deadly.
I skid around a tree, and stopped in my tracks. There was a sea serpent in the middle of the snowy woods. Tyler.
I sent the name to all four minds of the pack that I was with. They knew. Cher looked like throwing up, and Rose and Ezra comforted her.
The serpent's face turned towards me, and suddenly I was staring into the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. He had lucious, light brown hair, and a cocky smile that made my heart melt. He was extremely fit. I--
He was my enemy. I stopped my thoughts.
Feelings overpowered my body. My claws peeled back into fingers, and my dirty blonde ringlets fell down my back.
I stood up on my human legs, and I longed for this beautiful boy.
Damn, my girls don't lie. Oh, why did he have to be a shapeshifter? I approached him slowly, carefully.
When I was about two feet away from him, he spoke. "Hey there, beautiful."
I smiled. His voice made me feel all gooey inside. I just wanted to collapse into his arms. "Hey there, handsome."
He chuckled and walked closer to me. We were inches apart now. "I guess I should be calling you my enemy... werewolf."
"How about you call me what you've been looking for?" I winked at him and extended my hand. "I'm Lyric."
"Mmm," he sighed. "Such a pretty name for such a pretty girl."
I blushed, and he shook my hand. "I'm Tyler, shapeshifting expert."
"Impressive," I said. "Part time wolf here."
He grinned and kissed my knuckles. I bit my lip looking at his beauty. I was totally breaking every single rule there was.
But as long as I was with him, I couldn't care.
