Elles mum, Jane
I stayed in that black water for hours, not moving on the fear that the wolves would hear my moves and smell me out. Stupid werewolf's not being able to control themselves. Me and Elle probably could've beat them but I couldn't be assed with the bloodbath. Watching them slowly disappear into the forest one by one i then decided to slowly creep up to my cabin. The log cabin was built before I was a child, it has two floors, bottom floor has a kitchen and living room joined together, a large open fire surrounded by two big brown leather settees and a dainty wooden table in the middle. Upstairs has two bedrooms with a bathroom each. All the walls decorated with photo frames filled with memories of me and Elle. Brown and gold decorations flowed throughout the whole building. We'd poured love into it over the years, decorating it head to toe with personal touches. Pacing towards the cabin I could see blood smeared on the porch and door, the door loosely hanging on one hinge. No window was left spared and glass was everywhere.
Elles scent was beginning to fade but I wasn't letting her out just yet, I also didn't want her to feel the devastation of our home. I text her phone instead. 'Elle I'm ok my love, just a bit of broken furniture up here nothing to worry about, you should stay down there tonight till your heat has gone. Il sort this, you get some rest. Love you x.' I slowly walked towards our living room admiring the beautiful mess those fuckers had made. Blood was scattered through the building meaning a few fights had occurred amongst the males. Fighting for territory and possession. Settees had slash marks throughout and most of the furniture was wrecked but me and Elle were fine. By morning, her wolf Amari should be ready to come forward and no more safe room. I knew Elle wouldn't be able to take being locked up in a white room with no windows for long. She'd start to lose her mind. I stood on my porch looking out onto the town, few people rushing about on the street all oblivious to the rampage thats just occurred. I breathed in a sigh of relief that me and Elle were able to get through this moment safely.
King Alpha, Roman.
There was a rush of excitement in the forest. I heard wolves running from all directions. Fur rising on my back. I could hear muffled voices from my pack within my head. Her scent hit me like a tidal wave. Rylan immediately started racing in the direction it seemed the strongest and I let him take control. Charging through the woodland I could sense wolves around us heading in the same direction. Rylan was furious as a grey wolf started running towards us full pelt, baring his teeth. Before he was get Contact. Rylan latched onto his neck pulling him down without slowing our run. We watched as the wolf hit the ground in a heap. Her scent lingered in the air driving us insane. Desire and panic building up within us, our emotion's mixed together. We rushed through the forest, her sweet scent getting stronger by the second, in the distance was perched an old log cabin surrounded with thick bushes almost hiding itself. I hid behind a giant fallen tree and scanned my surroundings before making any sudden moves, my bright blue eyes locked onto wolves approaching the area, I counted four, all males, searching for MY mate! Rylans anger serged through me like hot metal. I fought to keep control, I needed to be smart about this situation, was she in the cabin? Are the wolves her family? "Don't fuckin do it Rylan!" His growl rising in our throat. "I can sense them! They want to fuck her Roman!" I could feel his emotions building. I didn't have a chance to hold us back."These wolves are small Rylan, don't fucking kill anyone! A king can't go around just killing everything!"
I saw glimpses of what was happening before me. Rylan killed the first one with one bite, driving his teeth into the wolf's neck, so quick his black body moving like a shadow. He then bolted towards the porch clawing at another wolf's foreleg, the wolf cried in agony, rolling into a submissive position.
, we watched as he limped back into the forest, the taste of blood lingering in our mouth. Finding more wolves searching inside the cabin left me with no memory at all as Rylan's anger serged again! I've never lost control of my wolf so much, he was leaving me helpless in my own body, the intense feeling of losing a mate was uncontrollable to Rylan. In one brutal moment Rylan lunged towards them, I saw glimpses of us chasing down the opponents, visions of fighting, canines snapping into a wolves flesh, sharp claws shredding into skin and fur. Leaving the coppery taste of spilled blood in our mouth.
Rylan fought not with reckless aggression, but with a cunning, strategic grace. I could feel his satisfaction at a job well done as he loosened his control.
Morphing back into human form, I could see the utter mess of his triumph. Furniture broken, windows shattered, doors hanging off, settees shredded and blood everywhere. This must be my mates home, I thought to myself. Her smell, intoxicatingly sweet like vanilla and jasmine. Smelling her scent was addictive for us, her smell alone made me hard. I wandered around the mess that Rylan had made, taking gentle steps not to destroy anything else. I searched in the cabin trying to find some sort of clue to who she was, what she looked like, what kind of hobbies does she like? Who is her family? My eyes scanning every wall, the photo frames holding memories giving me an moments of her life. Taking in as much as a could I stared at her in a holiday photo, bikini on, hair wet falling around her face, big smile, I ran my finger down the photo. My hard on throbbing against my stomach letting me know how naked I was and the fact that I had been perving over a fucking photo for half an hour! Red faced and embarrassed at the mess around me I morphed back into Rylan. We had destroyed her home in a fit of jealous rage. I didn't know if any of the wolves had actually been related to her or if she'd accept me in such a gory mess. Our first meeting had to be better than this! So i decided to return tomorrow and try again. Her scent had slowly started to fade allowing me and Rylan to think more clearly, we put the photo between our teeth and exited the building. Hopefully leaving a trace of OUR scent. Maybe she'll come find us instead?