The exiled alphas territory

I look around frozen in place paws dug in the ground I sniff around trying to find out where the presence may be. A sway from the bushes breaks the silence and I dart the other way. Not known of the exact location I'm at I try to look for a place to hide. Feeling as if the presence is getting closer I try my hardest to run faster weaving in and out of the trees and shrubs. A huge tree that had fallen over is coming up so I leap over it only to be snatched back down and pinned to the ground. A big strong force on my back feeling the claws pinching at the skin, lightning shocks shoot though my whole body causing me to shiver. They have thick claws knit in with my skin not so much to make it hurt but enough to show that if I even tried anything stupid I'd be a dead wolf. I turn my head to the side to look up and see a very large muscular black wolf. Fur glistening as the rain droplets fall from the sky and run off. He gives a very direct stare with those vibrant reds as if he's pulling the soul out of me through my eyes making it feel as it's been hours looking at him. My mate. A twig snaps to right about 100 feet away and he takes off leaving me there on the ground his scent still very dominant in my nose.
"Yara? What the hell are you doing out here!"