Stronger

It has felt d*rty since the first night. The scent was supposed to be old and concealed but instead it was strong and poignant. We doubled back two days ago tracking the scent from afar. I felt like we were being trapped.

Grayson didn’t like the direction this was heading in, and now my gut told me the same thing. Luna Lilianna agreed instantly to double back and take a far away stance on the scent, so I knew she was as uneasy as I was.

I also was having Beck the warrior from Waxing Pride follow behind us to see if there was a tracker on us.

was surprised the Alpha allowed me to come along. This mission was far more personal than any other I had been on. This pack was the home of the man who assaulted my sister.

He had hunted Ella like prey and attempted a heinous act in her own home. I can still smell her tears and blood mixed together when she got to my house safely..

She had taken a knife and sliced him down the face taking out one of his eyes and then she stabbed him in the

stomach.

The scratches on her, my sister. My blood. She was mine to protect until she was bound. The failure I felt knowing I had left her to that monster.

I saw how it haunted her, I saw how her face sl*ps away every once in a while. The way she has to pull herself back to reality.

The day the intruder came I knew the fear that was swallowing her whole. I saw it choking her from the inside out.

The goddess answered my prayers with our Luna. Annette let Ell cry and distract herself and she gave her a safe haven in her own home. She had called for me to come and she let me hold my sister in front of her with no judgement.

Now here the same stench clawing at my nostrils the gas and woods of different lands. They would want nothing of

peace

if that was how someone who was raised there behaved.

If they want Ella my family, my blood, I would rip them apart.

But there was another fear….

They would want Luna. My Alpha and Luna had been bound but she could still bear a pup to any enough to try and forcefully breed her.

y man

wretched

I doubt they’d get her if she had a fighting chance but this pack played by no decent rules. That’s why Grayson dumped the sigmas b*dy on their lands sending the message of agonizing death to those who tried for revenge.

We were out of our region and in another province at this point having just crossed the border a couple hours ago.

The trees were becoming increasingly similar to stench of the intruder wolf. My gut twisted of what could come from this. Knots and sickness telling me to warn my pack now.

The ground felt dangerous like it would betray our footing to give us away. Luna Lilianna was a strong and diligent

tracker and even she seemed on edge.

She didn’t motion to me often and when she did I felt like she was preparing for an attack. Freezing and turning her head left and right, her ears focused on any form of alien sounds.

We both felt like the forest was sending word of us to someone. The grass keeping our scent, the trees holding our words, the wind carrying our intentions along to whoever waited at the end of the path.

Alpha had told me that all we had to do was confirm the pack the scent came from and then get back home.

Ahead of me Lilianna stilled in the same half breath I did. Beck was calling to us in a howl.

There was someone tracking us.

We took off in a sprint west towards a river. We could lose them there, and our scents would drift all over the place.

Beck signaling meant this pursuer would know we were aware of them. It might come to blows but I doubt he could catch up to us,

The sense of flight overshadowed all others and we felt nothing but the harsh wind and dusty floor. I felt the heat in my lungs and tried to keep a smile off my face. I was a warrior for a reason: thrill of the chase, high of the fight and rush of winning.

Their smell would be caught by Beck and if it was similar to that of the intruder wolf we would know what type of situation we were getting into.

We had the River in our sights when I heard the panting and thudding steps of our tail. It seems he didn’t want us getting away and he had the speed to meet us.

I stopped dead in my tracks.

“Go ahead now!”

If she wanted to argue she couldn’t, she had a duty to her pack and mate. She had to go ahead and leave me to fight and run as far as she could until morning.

Wie weren’t in our wolf forms because they could tell our origins from our fur. They had Goey fr for their more

ountainous are

Whereas our pack though northern was in a valley and so we had white and brown fur with hints of black.

If he saw me be’d know. I was the most similar to the alpha in terms of fur. My fur was almost black except for the brown that came through just enough to be visible.

I couldn’t shift while we fought or he would know exactly which pack I came from.

Grayson is a particular looking being in both wolf and human form. In wolf form. I just so happen to give away who m alpha was

I turned and bent down grabbing a fistful of dirt. I hid behind a tree.

He’s coming from behind to the left but he’s moving wildly through the trees to throw me off. My original plan to

blind him is now screwed.

I knelt down to the ground and concealed myself as much as possible hoping that he would miss me. Luckily that did pay off.

He ran right past me caught off guard by the increase in stench stumbling his steps. I slammed my foot into his back after a fist into his ear.

His growl was loud and frustrated a laugh came from me.

He spun trying to take out my leg in a sweep but I had been trained to take a blow. I reached down and grabbed him, throwing him in front of me at least ten yards. I believe I knocked the wind out of him the way he wheezed like a fish

out of water.

He turned and extended his claws, his eyes darkening. He wanted to shift but wouldn’t. It seems he had to keep his

colors a secret too.

I advanced quickly as soon as he was on his feet. He sunk his claws into my back which hurt but I grabbed him and slammed him twice against a tree keeping it hard for him to breathe.

He tried sinking his claws in further but I kneed him in his gut high and low. Then I moved out of the way so he could

vomit.

He got into me nicely with his claws. I was bleeding too much. But I knew what I had done, the knee high up had broken his ribs that had bent too much from my assault.

He apparently lost his temper because I saw him start to shift. His claws overextending, his eyes flashing, the fur shooting out on his limbs and the telltale crack of his bones to move into the shape of an animal.

Before he could do much more to me, since he now had the advantage of sharp teeth and quick reflexes, I took off and jumped into the river.

I had left him in pain and wounded enough that he would get even more injured shifting back and that meant he was

going to have to stay put.

I was going to watch him, and when I was ready and he was low enough I was going to make him tell me everything.

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chika brooke C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

this is Brian’s pov. who is this intruder nd wht does he want

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