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“Can we beat them?”
“We have to. We can’t outrun them for long. Especially these ones. I should have known when they wouldn’t walk away from the tree.”
We had gotten away from Viper with the help of Bonne’s friends, and he decided to send demons our way. He needed us contained, and he was getting desperate. From werewolf hunters to human hunters and now, this.
The three wolves turned around, keeping their eyes on us; in such a focused glare, I looked away from them. It was like they could peel me open with that look. They might have their strength and speed enhanced by drugs, but they were werewolves, and all werewolves have beating hearts situatedbehind a fragile ribcage, which in turn is protected by a thin layer of skin. Nothing I can’t get behind.
“Any ideas?” Luke asked.
“Their hearts aren’t as strong,” I said, and he nodded, understanding me.
We both attacked together, picking off one of them at a time, but they didn’t give us that luxury. The three of them were more synchronous than we were, moving in and out as if they were one big blob of fluid. I had wanted us to dictate the attack, but that didn’t look like it was going to happen. They attacked us right back, hitting me closer to Luke until we were standing back to back again and couldn’t get a clean shot in.
I felt quite useless. I haven’t felt that way in a very long time. A couple of days ago, when I fought Luke, he had overwhelmed me, but that felt different. When that happened, I knew he wasn’t going to kill, and I was fighting more with my emotions and wasn’t analytical. With these people, I have gotten as analytical as I can get, but there was no beating them. They were just three, but they fought like they were twenty.
“This isn’t working,” I told Luke, and he sighed.
We have one more option. Match them in strength and speed. Bonne’s concoction couldn’t do that. There was only one way. Changing into a full wolf.
It wasn’t an option I readily welcomed because of what comes after, but if we don’t do something, these people will wear us down and kill us.
“Is there no other option?” Luke asked, thinking along the same line I was. It was hard to get used to that. I could feel him, and he could feel me too. We get a sense of each other’s emotions and, in that manner, can determine thoughts. It was chilling to think that my thoughts were open to some, but with him, it felt comfortable. He wasn’t going to hurt me with that because I knew he was trusting me not to hurt him with it too.
“None.”
“We use the tree, then.”
We needed a distraction from them to be able to turn.
I closed my eyes and growled at them. I called up some extra strength and attacked the ones closest to me. I was just a couple of feet from my nearest tree. I just needed to push them out of the way to give me enough leeway to jump on a tree and get to the top, all the while changing.
Which was what I did. I kicked at the one closest to my, putting as much aggression as I could into the kick, and he fell to the ground, but before he could recover, I jumped onto the next tree, growling at the way to the top and reaching into myself, pulling out the wolf inside of me. It was a hard process that required a lot of strength and focus, which was why we had to make it to the tree to be able to change. I got to the top of the tree as the rush filled me. I could feel it happening, and the world shifted.
I wasn’t seeing the world as a werewolf anymore. I saw it as a wolf, and everything was clearer. I focused on the men on the ground, and a boost of confidence rushed through me. I howled at the moon, and Luke howled back at me. The men looked at each other, strikes of fear sipping into them. Our howling wasloud, and every animal, werewolf included, knew to run. We were more monsters now. Monsters with just one skill. To kill.
Luke and I jumped at the men at the same time. We picked one of them each, and they tried to fight back, but we’ve matched up or even exceeded their strength. I grabbed on the first one, my jaws snapping at his neck. He moved back just in time and tried to punch me in the neck. I moved with such ease, my streamlined body aiding movement in the air, making it almost fluid. Halfway in the air, I saw another dashing at me. He thought he was going to do a sneak-up on me, but I saw him and dropped down, using new momentum to push myself towards him. He saw his error too late and tried to rectify it, but there were no takebacks. I bit him on the neck with my heavy jaws and pulled at it, separating his head from his body.
I turned to the other, who looked at his comrade with his head severed and growled at it. The growl spoke of one thing, and he understood it clearly.
“You’re next.”
He braced himself and got ready to fight, but he was no match for me. I jumped at him, and he moved out of the way, looking to get a punch into me again, but he was too slow. I bit the arm he stretched to me and pulled at it until it broke away from the socket. He screamed out in pain and looked at his severed arm in shock. I leaped at him, not giving him a chance to come to terms with his lost arm. I took a big chunk out of his throat, and his scream was cut short, leaving him falling like a lump.
Two dead. I turned around and saw Luke standing in front of me, his fangs dripping blood like mine, and the third werewolfon the forest floor, his heart beside him. I guess the job was done.
We ran through the woods next, looking to cover as much distance as possible before the fatigue came, and then we’ll hide in the trees and rest there.
Chapter twenty-one (Viper)
I stood in front of the mirror in my room and watched my reflection. My eyes were glowing, and my fangs were extended. They were no different, and I felt no different, yet, everyone looked at me as though I was supposed to be. Suddenly I am supposed to be the alpha and have everything figured out. I am supposed to be in control, a specimen of order, and a symbol of authority. I am none of those things.
Then you’ll pretend to be.
The tiny voice said inside my head. How much longer can I pretend? That can’t last forever. They will find me out soon enough, and then I will be exposed for the fraud I am. I have been putting up a front for a while now, and there are cracks in the curtain now. Someone would soon punch deep into it and open me up, and the world would see what was behind my curtain. Just a child, shaking in boots that are too big for him to wear.
The boots have always been too big for me to wear, but it never stopped me from wearing them. I pulled my eyes from the mirror and looked away. I was made for this. I was made to rule and to become the alpha.
The knock on my door pulled me out of my thoughts, and I looked towards it, taking a sniff of the air to get a sense of who it was—a messenger.
