I grunt at them and push my face into the pillow. It was too early! It was still night! I draw a deep breath, my ribs pressing into the mattress since I was on my stomach. I let out a small half huff, half groan and pull the pillow closer to my face. Another finger is jabbed into my side, harder. I grunt again and fling my arm lazily at them. "Wake up," Ash mutters jabbing my side. "I'm already away," I mumble into the pillow, remembering what had only happened last night. It already felt like a year ago however. Remembering I'd submitted to Ash made me angry. Why hadn't I pushed through? Why did I have to back down. "Get up," Ash says collapsing onto the bed. The bed dips under his weight, making me half roll into him. I make an unimpressed sound, still cuddling my pillow. My hip pressed into Ash's through the blanket. "Get up!" Ash complains jabbing at my ribs. I grumble some nonsense at him before shifting so my head was stuffed under the pillow. "Go away, the suns not up, so n
I leap a fallen log and keep running, feeling body's pressing into my sides. It felt too crowded, too suffocating. I knew this wasn't the whole pack but it felt like too many, too many body's, too much heat, too much fur. I could hear them panting, their barks, whins, yaps, their feet touching the ground, leaves crunching, sticks snapping. Uncomfortable heat pressed into my sides, too many scents made my head spin and the sunlight which pierced though the tress hurt my eyes. Mikki's shoulder rubbed against my ribs and I shy away, wanting to turn and snarl at her but feared I would trip. My shoulder brushes against Vic's, my tail flicks someone's chest and I'm nearly running into Sky's butt. Someone's paw brushes my back ankle and finally pushed over the edge, I turn to snap at them, fur rising. Christian recoils and skids to a halt in front of Ash who collides with him. The pack comes to startled standstill, bodies pressing into each other. Christian drops his head, ears back and sni
Water flicks onto my wrist and onto the back of my neck. I twist my wrist again, forcing the hair tie over my wet hair. It slides off my finger and holds. I lower my hands and look in the mirror. My hair was pulled into the crap bun, still wet. I wore a thin singlet and pyjama pants. I pull in a deep breath before heading down to the kitchen. Ember was in there alone, toast in hand. She looks up at me as I enter. "So you found your way out of the room. For a while I thought you may have got lost in there. My mistake." I ignore her and open the fridge. Cold air floods around my feet making my stomach clench uncomfortable. Finding nothing appealing in there I close the fridge and turn around only to find Bray standing in the door way. He didn't look as angry as I had expected him to be. Instead he looked calm and collected. And somehow that was worse. I say nothing and open the pantry door. I stare at the pancake mixture. I hadn't had pancakes for ages, I was craving them now. "What
Tori and Ally were so silly as wolves. I watched from my bedroom window as they played in the snow outside. They raced over the snow like race horses over a track, or like a grey hound after a rabbit. But they had no goal, no finish. They raced along the tree line, squirmed under a fence then tore across the open ground until they reached the house, disappear around a wall and come back a minute later on the other side before starting all over again, only changing a minor things. How they had that much energy I didn't know. It was almost like someone had given them too much coffee and energy drinks and now they couldn't sit still. Tori and Ally suddenly clash together and I hear them yelping playfully at each other as they crumble into the snow. Movement catches my eyes and I look down to see a tanned wolf skirting the house, keeping out of sight of the other two wolves playing. Embers ears flicker towards them and she freezes, listening to them playing. A few seconds pass before sh
"No!" I shriek staggering into the hallway. "Your hands are cold!" I complain half running half spilling down the hallway. Christian laughs at me. "Really?! I didn't notice!" he says grabbing me with arms that still had water glimmering on them. His cold hands raise goose bumps over my arms and make my stomach feel funny. "Stop! Let me go!" I laugh hitting his arms. I was still naked but I didn't care, I wanted to get away from his cold hands, his cold skin. "No! I told you I'm make you pay!" he grunts as I struggle, nearly choking on his own laughter. We'd been hunting earlier, looking for some pray and a found a river. We'd been following it when I'd playfully bumped Christian. He'd growled semi-playfully, telling me he didn't want me pushing him in the river. 10 minutes later he was climbing out of the river, soaked to the bone. He pulls me to his chest which was still damp. "I just thought I'd give you a nice big hug!" Christian laughs and lifts me of the floor, his arms still
Carson was making something in bowl while Ally and Tori scavenged around the kitchen like vultures. Carson ushers them away half smiling as they giggle and slither away only to come back a second later. Miki's head was resting her arms on her arm which were folded onto the counter top. Ally suddenly spins around, a grin spread across her face. "Hayo!" she sings bubbly. "Hey..." I say frowning at her happiness. Only and Ally and Tori could always be this happy all the time. "Hey!" Carson shouts after Tori as she runs around the bench snickering. Tori laughs and licks what appeared to be chocolate cake mixture off her finger. "Out! Out!" Carson says shooing them out of the kitchen. Both girls laugh and dash out like hyper puppies. "Finally, they're gone!" Miki says exaggerating slightly, a small smile on her face. "They've been at it forever. Sometimes those two are too hyper." I sit at a seat in front of the counter, leaning my chin on a hand. A door opens and a few seconds later E
My house—or should I say my parent's house was on the wolves territories -barely. I look at it from the tree line, remembering how for years I'd sit out on the back porch drinking hot chocolate with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders. I remember how I'd heard the wolves howling some nights, how I'd seen their ghosts dashing silently through the trees. It seemed so long ago. It seemed like that was a life time ago, and in a way it was. I was a wolf now, I wasn't living there. I lay down, watching my mum pottering around in the kitchen. Dark circles were under her eyes, her hair was pulled into a tangled bun and she hadn't worried about dressing nicely. It was painful to watch her. She thought I was dead and was grieving. But most of all I missed her. Ash cocks his head at me but I don't move. Inside I could hear the news over the TV that my mum wasn't even watching. It was talking about me, about how they suspected I was killed by the wolves. Ash lies down next to me so our shou
Before I knew it the morning had come and Ally was barrelling down the hallway with Tori hot on her tail. They were laughing and shouting nonsense as they tumbled down the stairs, making more noise than an elephant on a rampage. A second later I could hear Bray mumbling something to himself. I look towards the window, my eyes feeling dry and sandy from lake of sleep. It might also have been because I was crying last night. I hadn't meant it but as I'd climbed into bed I'd started crying and couldn't stop. My chest still felt heavy and weighted down with the knowledge of my dad trying to shoot me and Ash. With a soft grunt I push myself out of bed. Pain coils through my bones and my stomach twists with the cold air. I push the change down, trying to stop the wolf from coming out. After a few seconds the pain subsides and my stomach settles down. Outside the sun was up, warm, golden light streaking across the white snow making it soft yellows and deep blue's where the sun didn't reach