I woke as the sun just started to peek through the curtains. A moment later my mood caught up to me. I was agitated and restless. My night shirt and bedding were drenched in sweat. That alone had my mood skyrocket right to downright bitchy. Looking over to the other side of the room I noticed I, once again, slept through shift change. Both Jarek and Grayson were out cold. That seemed to piss me off even more. I wasn't sure if it was because they were sleeping or just their presence alone. Before I went on a huff about it I decided a cold but peaceful shower was much needed. I was surprised I made it to the bathroom without either of them stirring. That actually brightened my mood from toxic to just explosive.

In the mirror I noticed the shadows under my eyes were barely noticeable but the sweat
filled hair had most of my attention then the flush in my cheeks. Oh yeah I looked like death warmed over with a fever. And there went my mood right back to toxic. The water wasn't
cold enough to cool down my body even with me drinking as much water as hit my body.
That is when I noticed how sensitive everything was. My skin felt tingly, my throat burned, my hair hurt, my eyes scorched, and to top it all off I had a mother of all headaches. What was worse than toxic? Viral? Whatever it was I bet I was just about to share my mood with everyone else.

Barely dry I struggled to put on my clothes. If I had a choice the bra would not be one of the pieces I was wearing but being my size a bra was a must. Yep today just kept getting better
and better. By the time I walked out of the bathroom I was annoyed, twitchy, and looking
for a fight. I needed out of the cabin and now. The boys were up, wide awake and waiting for me it seemed. One look at my face they both sat unmoving and speechless. I think I actually
growled at them when I walked by. Outside for not even a second I ran back to get my
sunglasses. It was too bright and the sun seemed to laser its way into my brain and blind me all at the same time.

"Good morning," Vic said in a way to cheerful tone.

Yep that time I know I growled. A very low menacing growl. I was in no mood for
anyone or anything. Vic and C.J. stopped cold when they got a good look at me.

Vic and his cheeky smile grew wider. "So that time of the month is it?" There was no
mistaken he was making fun of me.

My head snapped in his direction. Lowering my head looking at him through hooded
eyes I let a warning growl out. He needed to stop talking and smiling, right now.

"Come on Vic not right now," Jarek said cautiously keeping his eye on me, ready to
pounce. "Hey Hunter? Why don't we go for a walk? Maybe some breakfast? Then after we
can take a walk to see your uncle's and my dad." He was being very careful with his
words and his actions. I could tell he was doing everything cautiously.

"Nah, she doesn't want to do that do you Hunter?" Vic was smiling brighter than before.
Taking a slow step towards me he lowered his voice. "No, what Hunter wants is to run, hunt...hmm maybe even play?"

Run? Hunt? Oh that is exactly what I wanted to do. Staring at Vic's sweet excitable smile turned mischievous. I heard heated conversations behind me but my eyes were just for Vic. He
understood. No one else did. But why was there this nagging sensation in the back of my
head? I was missing something but I didn't know what.

"Come Hunter...or is that you Lupa?" Vic's voice was low and seductive. "Come run with me." His shirt hit the ground before he finished speaking.

"Dammit Vic! This is her first full moon. Back. Off. Now!" Jarek's voice sang
through my body. His command wrapped around me squeezing me tight.

Vic's face fell. "What do you mean her first? How do you know she is..."

My breathing was almost panting. I wanted to run. To run on all four legs not two. No. No, he can't change his mind. Damn Jarek! I turned to tell him exactly what he could do with
his commanding interfering ways. As I did I seen my uncles and Nikko jogging at a pace not
to look suspicious. My time was running out. Grayson was at the door looking more pissed then
worried. Not pissed at me but at Vic.

My pleading eyes made him hesitate before answering the unasked question. "No
Hunter. Not yet. You have to hold it back a little while longer." He didn't want to say
no but he had to.

Taking a step back, away from Jarek and Grayson, watching their eyes narrow and
their bodies tense. I knew if I ran they would follow. I needed a distraction. Just one that
would get them to follow me but still give me time for a big enough head start. I needed to
run. We all needed to run.

Boys! They were boys no matter how old or what their orders where. I couldn't help the smile that crept up my face. It made them hesitate. That's all I need that smallest distraction before the bigger one. In one swift movement I had my shirt off and on the ground. Standing there in my shorts and bra. Now that got all their attention. Slack jaw and all. It was all I needed to jump over the rail on the porch and a second later I hit the tree line behind the cabin. They all stood there mystified.

What I forgot was my uncles and Nikko. I still had some space between us and I was
pretty sure I was faster than my uncle's but I wasn't sure about Nikko. Weaving in between the
trees, the wind blowing through my hair felt exhilarating. A bubble of laughter crept up my
throat. The calling of my name had escape me. I preferred to be the one who did the chasing but
this would get me out of those stuffy cabins and in the fresh air.

Now there were the others calling my name. The boys finally snapped out of their shock. I had to laugh harder. Hmm let's give them something else to think about...what do you say Lupa? I knew she was right under my skin. Just waiting for the go ahead. It was her excitement and delight that was answer enough for me. Tearing off my bra first then hopping in one foot then the next to remove my shorts and panty's leaving a trail of clothes behind me followed by my laughter.

This freedom was amazing. Running free, the wind caressing my naked skin. It couldn't get better than this. Could it? Dive in the air! Lupa's excitement consumed my body and I did as she asked. The burning sensation started in my belly right before I dove 5 feet in the air. No thoughts, no fear, just freedom. Mine and Lupa's. I didn't feel the change, just that little bit of a burning sensation. One second I was on two feet and diving in the air the next I was landing on four feet. Digging my claws in the earth I picked up speed. Now it was my turn to do the chasing.
Coming about in a full circle I looked for my pack. For someone who would play. Not
my Alpha's they would make us stop. Had to avoid them at all costs. We needed this. We
needed to feel free, to play...to hunt.

There to my right was movement. Now was it pack or prey? Light on my paws, keeping
my body down low I followed the movement that caught my eye. Sniffing the air I don't
recognize the scent. Hmm not pack so must be prey. We were hoping to play first then find a
partner to hunt but if the hunt had come to us then why should we pass it up? Easy
answer...we don't.

This was too easy. The prey was loud and not even trying to make a run for it. This was not fun at all. But we could fix that. Letting out a growl from behind the tree we could hear shocked gasps and a squeal. Now they knew they were being hunted. Now the game, the hunt would be more interesting. Coming out behind the tree I saw 3 of them. Their fear hit me
so hard that I had to stop from pouncing on the closest one and end the hunt to soon. Letting out another growl they screamed and ran on two feet. The chase was on. Not following straight
behind them but running to the right keeping them in my sights.

Watching them scream and look back. Never look back. Never look back. They didn't understand the rules! If you look back you could fall and become easier prey. There, the last one in the pack fell. The others didn't wait. The weakest of the pack. Not strong enough and should be prey. We no longer needing to run, now we stalked.

This 2 legged creature was on all fours, its fear hitting me hard, making my stomach growl. Licking the saliva that started dripping from my teeth as I stalked forward. Head and ears back letting out little yelps to get my meal to run again. We still wanted the chase. It ended to fast. Lowering us down, muscles taut and ready to pounce. Claws digging into the ground getting a firm grip so we would hit our prey with one hit. One clean killing blow.

Growls erupted from up ahead but from both sides of our prey. NO! OURS! We barked our
warning. Our prey! A large black wolf shows himself to the right and another large light coloured wolf showed himself to the left. They were not after our prey they are after us. They each took slow sure steps toward us. Heads down, ears back, menacing growls all towards us. As the wind changed direction I caught the scent of each wolf. They were pack.

Why were they doing this to us? Why did they chase off our prey. We let out a confused whimper but all it did was make them more aggressive. They were here to hurt us! There was no other reason. They didn't want our prey they wanted us. We were so confused. We didn't know what to do.
Whimpering and lowering our head in a sign of submission just made their growls louder and
they continued to stalk us. This was not a game. We were their prey. They thought of us as
weak! A pack member that needed to leave their land. We were not weak! This was our place, not theirs.
Moving forward was much easier and graceful than walking backwards. Every one of our
steps meant two of theirs. We had no choice. We had to turn and run. Risking our backs to
them. We were to slow. The big black wolf was on us before we fully turned to run. He had us
knocked over and on our back with our neck in his mouth before we could react. Teeth digging in deep but not breaking skin. Yet.
We tried to lay still. Giving him our submission. It was so hard. We were not submissive!
Whimpering turned into growls and those teeth squeeze harder and harder. I couldn't not struggle. My claws reaching for contact and missing more often than finding their mark. The black wolf was practically laying on top of us, protecting his belly. Our fight for freedom was getting us nowhere. He had not killed us yet even though his teeth had now broken skin. We could feel the warm blood mat our fur. The other big light coloured wolf was now whimpering and the big one on top of us loosened his grip but not enough to get away. In the distance we heard others approach on two feet and four. We had to get away now! Growling, clawing, and squirming the best we could only won us more blood. Ours.
"Hunter! Stop!" A masculine voice was screaming. "Lupa!" Not a voice. A command. "Stop right now!"
We stilled. We couldn't move. The pressure of the teeth that were sunk into our neck
released. The big black wolf stood over top of us and growled again. We turned our head, casting our eyes down while exposing our belly. This was the most submissive move we could do. It must have satisfied the black wolf since he moved off us.
"Lupa. Come!" That commanding voice was there again. This time we couldn't,
wouldn't move. Not closer to that voice anyways. Instead we curled up in a ball. Nose to tail.
Ignoring all the others. We lost. We couldn't escape. We were hurt and surrounded.
"Hunter!" We knew that voice. Did we trust it? "What the hell..." The creature...no
human, with that voice broke through the trees staring down at us. "Hunter?" His voice was
soft but we heard it. Walking slowly towards us we let a small whimper out.

Yes he was a friend. He would protect us. Wouldn't he? We just couldn't remember. Nothing made sense. Now a foot in front of us he was kneeling down, hand outstretched. We took the chance and lifted our head to meet his hand. He did not hurt us. He gently put his fingers in our fur. Comfort not pain.
"What the..." He smelled of anger now.
"Grayson, stand down. There was no other choice." That first masculine voice said. "It's just puncture wounds. How do you think she would have felt if we allowed her to tear out that
young girl's throat?"

More anger. So much anger. We were drowning in it. So tired. So confused. Curling up into a tighter ball we ignore our surroundings. So, so tired.