Gasping as I watch a tear fall, down her pink cheek.

    “Edon?” Whispering I try to take a step to her, but she backs up.

    “Why?” She asks, breaking up.

    “Why what?” Searching her face. Taking another step back, her hands wrap around her body.

    “Why don’t you want me?” Turning all the way around, as she takes off at a run. She makes it past the living room, as it registers to my brain. She’s in control, she knew….she knew I’d be called by John.

    “EDON” Running after her, the front door was left open leaving only the screen to stop her. As it slams closed, my heart twists. Only seconds later do I reach the screen as I see her, body burst into a grey coat taking off into the woods. Ripping my clothes as I chase after her, I need to catch her. Her scent will bring out every male, within miles of this place. She’s proving to be fast, faster then most of the females I’ve seen or met.

    Crossing a stream her smell thins, causing me to panic. If anyone other then me were to find her….I just can’t think about that. Splashing into the water, I quickly make it to the other side. Sniffing for her over and over again, my ears perk at a snap of a twig. Taking off in the direction of the noise, I pray its her. Picking up the pace, as I grow more and more worried about her. What if some other wolf found her, what if they mate her. My wolf growls, he’s already fallen for her. He wont let her be claimed, ever.

    Hours I spend looking for my little mate, and its almost like she’s vanished into thin air. Howling out in pain and lost, I scream for her.

~Edon~

After making it across the river, I kept on running. Still pissed off that he actually locked me up, in a cage no less. Did that fool really think he could keep me contained, I just don’t get it. Here I am throwing myself at him, and he locks me up like some kind of virus.

Bastard……

It would have been to straight forward, had I just asked John to call him. Knowing all to well the John was reporting to Salim, hell my ears do more then frame my fucking face for crying out loud. Huffing as I pass a few larger oaks, into the thick part of the woods. He’s so stupid, what more was he looking for. I was even naked, fucking hell. I hate men, there so stupid, and slow there like baby damn birds. Helpless little retards, you have to pamper. Screw it, I’m going back to not wanting a mate.

    Shaking my large head, pushing the despair out as quickly as it came in. I’m so done with all of this, I’m going to find me a nice place and hid. Now a days you don’t even need to leave your house, shit just gets delivered. My feet slow down, keeping a walk going. Hanging my head, as my wolf and I let tears slide over are fur. This damn heat is a pain, that’s for sure. I need to cool off, sniffing for water I head to the closest one. Jogging down a bank, as I see the shallow end of a river pool. Laying my body in it, keeping my head on the bank I close my eyes.

    It seems like a long time has past, since I dropped into the ice cold water. Its numbed the heat, and proved to hid my smell. But not everyone needs to smell a werewolf to find them. Foot steps, head my way but I’m to damn tired to care. A gun is cocked, and my ear twitches. Sounds like a shot gun, that should be painful. Whining as I shift my weight, slowly opening one eye. Humans, two a boy and his father.

Just great……

    “Dad, I don’t think its any harm to us” The boy says.

    “Umm, its a were. Best keep your distance.” The gun is relaxed, and he comes kneeling next to me.

    “Wolf, you still with us?” He asks, I groan twitching my ears.

    “Where’s your pack?” I growl, never.

    “Easy, there wolf.” Taking a scoot back. Whining I just want some damn food, you crazy ass human. Feed the poor doggie, and go away.

    “Son go get me a large shirt”

    “Okay”

Ohh goodie, they want me to shift….. Super….

Soon after leaving the boy returns, with a large shirt. Dropping it in front of me, the man stands up.

    “Would be easier to talk, if you shift.” He’s native American, so I guess he knows all about us. Groaning once more, I shift into my human self.

    “Wow she’s hot”

    “Damn it, look away boy” Covering his eyes, as I grab for the shirt.

    “Would be better if you looked away” Glaring at the man, who’s eyes were running ramped. He blushes before turning.

    “You decent?”

    “As I’ll ever be” Sighing.

    “Where’s your pack?”

    “I don’t have one” Grinding my teeth.

    “Then why are you out here?” The boy asks.

    “Running, problem?” My jaw snaps.

    “Hey, easy. Were just trying to make sure your not going to kill us”

    “Please, Werewolves aren’t allowed to kill humans unless they start with us first.” Huffing, I try to stand but my legs are so cold its failing.

    “That doesn’t stop them” He barks.

    “True, but were not suppose to.” Rolling my eyes.

    “Where are you from?” The boy asks, leaning closer to look at me.

    “Ha, everywhere. By the way where am I?”

    “Your in Dalton.”

    “Ohh crap” Holding my head. I’m right back were I started.

    “I don’t get it” Shrugging his shoulders, the boy looks at his dad.

    “Look you got any food, cause I’m starving and need to get moving.”

    “Sure, caught some trout.”

    “That’ll work” Trying again to stand.

With a little help from the father, I’m now sitting by a fire and eating fresh caught trout. Could be worse, or it might get worse if Cain’s pack smells me. It all depends on how close I am to home, and if their out running around. Shit for all I knew this was another wolfs territory. Four fish later and a soda, and my stomach if warming up.

    “Must be cool being a werewolf” The boy hums, as he bites into the fish.

    “Not for females”

    “Why?” Looking up over the fire.

    “Because females are rare, and they have to belong to someone” Growling a little at the thought.

    “So your unmated?” The father asks.

    “And proud of it” I whimpered quietly to myself, it wasn’t a complete lie.

    “Hey you got a cell phone?” I ask as the wood grew to quiet.

    “Yea” The father says, handing me a cell. Sniffing the air, I frown.

Not good…..

    Texting as fast as I can, I manage to send a message to John. Before four wolves step out, growling at me and the humans. The father grabs his boy, pulling him closer to the shot gun. Great this is just freaking great.

    “Settle down boys.” Standing up, I toss the cell back to the old man. They snap their jaws, before growling a little more.

    “I’m coming. Shut your traps. That’s for the fish” Waving to the human. He nods, not wanting to let go of his gun, not that I blame him. Turning to the wolves, I know there Cain’s pack.

    “I’ll go with you, but they are to be unharmed.” Pointing behind me, I see all four look around before one nods his head. Sighing I follow them, careful not to slip on the wet rocks.

And my day just got worst…..

It took several hours to reach Cain’s den, house thingy. Mainly cause I refused to shift into my wolf. The heat was still there, and every once in a while I’d have to smack a bitch on his nose. This of course earned me a fierce growl, where I proceeded to stick out my tongue. It was an old building, from some late century ago. Dirty bricks were stained in anything from blood, to ash.

And to are left we have creepy Ville…..my inner mind chirped.

Just great now I have officially, gone off the mother fucking deep end. Cain stepped out wearing little more then hiking boots and a pair of tan cargos. His wiry smirk at the sight of me, still in only a long shirt. Yea keep staring ass hole, cause you ain’t getting any. His wolves went inside, only to come back out wearing shorts.

    “Well….well…well….look what we have here” Snorting as he walked to me. Right cause that line isn’t used in all the bad guy films.

    “How’s your ass Cain?” Folding my arms over my chest. He growled, shifting his weight as he walked. A few of his men, smirked but didn’t dare laugh.

    “I owe you for that” Getting right in my face.

    “Nah, just put it on my tab” Shrugging. The causing winds slowed, making my scent stronger. His eyes darkened with that ere lustful look, before he sniffed long and deep.

“Someone’s in heat” He purred, making me cringed.

    “Someone’s not getting any” I purred back, as his fingers wrapped around my throat.

    “Careful love, you might of gotten away talking like that to Salim, but I am not so forgiving.” Snarling in my face, his breath stunk of dead mice.

    “Tic tac douche” Turning my face away. An admitting growl, shook me as he tossed my body to the boys.

    “Tie her up” Glaring at all of us. They quickly grabbed me, pulling me into the dark unknown of their unstylish villa.

If there’s one thing I hate its begin caged, a fast runner up is being chained to a fucking wall. Now with both hands and feet shackled, I can’t do much but watch. Cain returns probably needing to calm himself down, before he kills yet another female. A few males walk around me, licking my arm or cheek. I swear if I wanted a bath I would of asked for one. Keeping track of who touches and how many times, is a lot of work. But oh do I plan on paying them back for every sniff, lick, touch, or whatever else they got in their dirty little minds. No one touches me without my permission.

    “Now your going to behave.” Cain instructs me, as he struts like some peacock with a stick up its ass. Mentally patting myself on the back, for that one.

    “Behave? Only priests and nuns behave” Turning my head to the side, as he stops to my left.

    “You’ll do as I say”

    “Or what, you’ll kill me like the last females. You know it might work better if you stopped killing off the females, maybe then we wouldn’t be GOING INSTINCTED” Roaring at him, from a side profile. Again he grabs my throat, threatening to take away my air.   

    “WATCH YOUR TONGUE. I have no patients for disrespect.”

    “Well then just kill me already, cause I ain’t the respectful type” Snarling in his face, as he’s moved closer to look me in the eyes.

    “Everyone out” Roaring at them, they scurry like field mice. Licking his lips, he pushes his head into my neck.

“I’m so going to enjoy this” It causes my wolf to whimper and growl at the same time. She hates this perv just as much as I do. The thin shirt is doing nothing, from keeping his dirty hands off of me. Every slow moving touch, causes me to cringe more. Pulling on the chains as he pushes the shirt up, exposing my lower half and stomach. His hot sticky tongue, moves up my stomach, to the center of my breasts, before taking one in.

    Growling I can’t wait to get loose, and rip him to pieces. I should of shot him in the dick. His head comes up, moving to my ear.

“First thing I plan on doing to you, is fuck you till you bleed. Then I’ll mark you, so you’ll never be able to leave me. After your done screaming in the sheer pain of my mark, I’ll fuck you repeatedly till you’re a hot wet mess.” At this point I’m breathing out my nose, as I turn hot all over. Chuckling only ignites my hatred, and will to see him bleeding on the cold hard floor.

    “Go fuck yourself” Spiting in his eye. Wiping it out, he grins.

Ohh this ain’t good at all……

“Nah! I plan on fucking you” Pushing his fingers deep between my legs. Screaming out in pain, as he must not know what the fuck he’s doing. Or is purposely trying to hurt me. Shit no wonder they died, he was probably a horrible lay. He continued to jam is fingers in me, till the pain became numb.

    “What’s the matter no more bite left?” Licking my cheek, I could hear his zipper lowering, it sent a bright red warning like a fire truck screaming in the night. If I was going to be raped by some, lunatic then I sure as hell was going to make it worth my pain. Twisting my neck, I sank my teeth into his ear holding down even when the taste of blood pooled into my mouth. His screams sent in his wolves, as he punched me continuously in the stomach. Finally after the last strand snapped, he pushed his fist into my side causing me to let go. But not without a prize, spitting out his ear as he bleed profusely.

“FUCKING BITCH!” Punching me in the face. But it was so worth it, his look of sheer terror as he covered his ear with one hand. Blood poured out, covering the grey concrete floor. Me looking like some crazy chick, as blood dripped out of my mouth, still chained like a rabid dog. Grinning in all my half naked glory, I was a sight to be feared. The wolves stared at me, as if I had snapped…perhaps I have. Another punch to the face, probably cause he didn’t like that I was smiling.

    “I’ll fucking kill you” Growling as his ear was started to clot.