A man surrounded by kids as they play sits in a rocking chair. A fire lit in the fireplace next to him.
"Elder Brad! Elder Brad! Elder Brad! Elder Brad!! We're all old enough to hear the story tell us! Tell us!" An overjoyed boy exclaimed.
"Alright. Gather round and listen." The man who's name is Brad says with a chuckle.
All the kids quickly sat around him. They're eager for a tale they had to wait to hear.
"Our story begins a week after the fall of the Bloodwolf pack.
A white wolf by the water. She drinks and lays by the stream resting from a long run.
She had escaped from her home when the alpha went crazy and her pack got attacked. She doesn't know what caused it.
But she certainly wasn't going to stay and find out the hard way. " He says throwing powder into the fire making a pume of green and blue flames.
I perk up at the slightest sound. I'm ready to run or fight at a moment's notice. The name's Rain.
I'm monologuing in my head to prevent myself from going feral even though this feels like something a crazy person would do.
Ok focus. Back to the facts. I had to escape my home because my alpha went crazy right before we were attacked. I'm a Lycan. Aka a wolf shifter.
I have snow white fur. My wolf went back to the goddess before everything went to hell. She left because I refused to look for a mate.
Had her for two months and all she did was talk about finding a mate. I didn't have a relationship with her.
But when she left my wolf senses went haywire. Now however because of having to control them on my own I have better control over my wolf side than other shifters.
As I was running my wolf's voice came to me and said that I'm still able to turn feral as a rogue. And when I do she'll come back and take us to our mate.
Was Not happy to hear that. I have been running for a week or more. Been eating some fish that jump out of the water and I catch.
My goal is to live on my own terms. Ok seems like I haven't forgotten anything. I went to go to take another drink when I hear a something take a step.
I whirl around and see my pursuer for the first time. An Alpha. No.. a bitch of an alpha. I went to growl but froze.
That voice that I grew to hate rings in my head.
"Mate!" My former wolf, Frost, says.
I immediately sprint away. Damnit! That bitch is my mate and the one who attacked my pack?!
She probably also made my alpha go crazy! Gah! I hear a howl and I can practically feel the pants of the alpha chasing me.
And to make matters worse the stream ends soon. Why is that bad? Because it's ends at a water fall. If I lose this stream I don't know when I'll find water again.
But if I try to climb down I'll be caught. I guess they only leaves one option. I speed up and jump over the edge.
I looked back just in time to see the alpha's stunned wolf watch me as I fall. I just brace myself for this painful belly flop in wolf form I'm about to do.