The Last Black Wolf

Chapter 17

AN- Above is a chart of the different types of coat colors that are mentioned within this story. Some wolves coats have yet to be determined. I mentioned that coat color determines some wolves having special abilities or not. More on that to come. Some of these coats are found typically in domesticated dogs, but I think incorporating them into my story makes it a bot unique. Plus, werewolves can be described in so many ways. Anyways... soon I will post about each coat and its ability and rank them all based on their rarity. It's not too important, but I think it'll be fun. So that's coming soon. Don't forget to check out the AN at the end to. Gives a quick update and reason for my late updating.

"B-But how? I mean, don't get me wrong I'm ecstatic, but so very confused. When you shifted, you looked like mom's wolf..."

"Let's go inside first," He smiles as he gently tugs me into the packhouse and onto the old couch. "It's my wolf's ability. When I first shifted, I noticed my paws were turning black. I heard mom and dad rushing to my room and I immediately thought of mom's wolf. I didn't know how, but my fur began to change color. When mom and dad came into my room instead of a black wolf, they saw a Blue Roan instead."

"So you were able to change your wolf?" My mind races.

"Yea, something like that. It's part of my ability. I can change the way my wolf looks, my scent, and mask it completely."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I can take on someone else's scent, create a new scent, or simply erase my own scent. So, if I accidentally rubbed on a tree, I could remove my scent from it completely. Like I was never there."

My jaw drops slightly, "Not gonna lie, brother, that's pretty cool," my smile turns upside-down at the thought of my ability. "You got the cool power while I got the destructive one."

"Don't think like that. I mean yea, you can destroy, but you can save lives with your power too." His smile barely reaches his eyes.

He's having a hard time believing it too. I mean after seeing me lose control, he knows first hand how deadly my power is. And, on top of that. No matter how many people I may save with my power, there's still a price to pay. To save one life, I have to take another. If I don't, then my own life gets drained. But, I can take as many lives as I want. There's no limit to that. So, no matter what, I'm destined to always be the villain.

"So... what happened that day?" I ask, hoping he understands I want to change subjects.

Kai takes in a deep breath, "You deserve to know," he pauses before continuing, "That morning, dad asked Hunter if he wanted to go out on a patrol in the afternoon. Of course, Hunter was eager. I was standing outside dad's office listening in. At that moment, though never having gone on patrol before, I decided I should join Hunter. The experience would be good for me. So I told dad and he agreed, but mom begged me to stay and work with the medics. I eventually convinced her and her approval. I met up with Hunter to tell him the news, but he seemed a little off. I found him training by himself and pushing himself to the max. He was punching a tree, so much so, that his knuckles were barely recognizable. I calmed him down and we got ready to head out. While patrolling the Eastern border, Hunter mind linked me and told me he wanted to ask me something in private. I told the scouts we were with and they obliged. He led me to the river and we shifted back..."

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"What did you want to ask me?" I ask him.

"Are you going to be Alpha or is wolf-less Kiara?" Hunter's tone is sharp.

"Don't talk about my sister like that. She's a late bloomer. That's all." I growl back. I feel my anger subside for the moment.

"Don't act all high and mighty now. You barely know how to fight. You are always too afraid to fight, so you decide to hide on the sidelines. Do you really think your dad, the Alpha, is going to let you become a medic? We're werewolves, Kai. We can heal just fine on our own."