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Once the words are said, the storm seems to quit. Growing eerily quiet, snowflakes falling straight down, it just stops in mid breath. I feel the charge in the air and the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

Instinctively I drop to the ground, rolling back down the hill as a pure white wolf appears. Snarling, jaws snapping, the wolf watches me with golden eyes from the road. Gone is the beautiful blonde, gone are all my jokes. The enemy found me after all, and I revealed who I was in one moment of poor judgment.

“Silver Dawn…” I groan, rolling away from the tree I fell into.

The fall seems to have cracked my ribs if they weren’t broken already. I know she’ll kill me, her pack is dead set on the elimination of mine. How the fuck did I not know what she was, not sense it? I cough up blood, a gash in my cheek bleeding freely as I look over my shoulder and find her prowling down the hill, frothing at the mouth.

I know I have no choice, I have to defend myself, injured or not. I dodge her as she lunges, rolling over in the snow as she crashes into the tree where I was. I scramble to my feet, kicking up snow behind me as I try to run. I can’t fight her, if I do I’m dead. Even if I win, her pack will track me down and end me for daring to lay a finger on her.

I growl, hiding behind a tree and clenching my teeth as she hunts me. I know I’ll never make it away from her like this, not on two legs. I know what I have to do, but I also know how much it will hurt with all these injuries. Locking every muscle as if it will help, I do the only thing that will mean I might survive this.

Usually the shift is painless, but as I begin I feel like my body is being ripped apart. My screams turn into a howl as fur ripples over my body and I fall on all fours. My face stretches, nose growing darker, and my vision sharpens. I look over my shoulder, now covered in a thick brown fur, and watch her as she lays eyes on me. Holding my injured leg up I crouch, growling, ready for her to attack again.

“You have got to be the ugliest wolf I’ve ever seen!”she snaps.

Her voice in my head makes my mind reel. Not only the pain from the concussion, but the sound of her voice inside me stirs something I’ve never felt before.

“God, you look like a grease stain…are all Dark Moon wolves this…ugly?”she smirks as only a wolf can and stalks forward menacingly. Her fur is so white that when the clouds part and the moon shines on us, she looks like she’s glowing.

“What about you, Princess? How much bleach did you have to use to look so…pure?”

She growls low in her throat and lunges, snapping at my neck but I jump out of the way with ease. My human mind tells me to run, but my wild instincts want to piss her off more.

I laugh. “Are all Silver Dawn this slow? It’s like I’m being attacked by a little bunny.”

She starts circling me again, snapping at my legs and growling viciously. “I’ll show you a bunny!” she snaps.

With a lightning leap, she tackles me to the ground, her teeth clashing with a loud snap right next to my ear. Her weight knocks me over and I groan as pain explodes down every nerve.

She pins me on my back, the moon lighting her like an avenging angel, and my fight or flight takes over as she goes for my throat. I turn, adrenaline fueling me I as I bite her leg and flip her off me so hard she flies through the air and hits a boulder a few feet away. She yelps as she collides with the rock, her leg dripping red.

Pushing to my feet, I shake my head, knowing I need to keep my wits about me. But with her blood on my tongue, I feel drunk. I’ve never tasted anything like it, not in all my years of hunting. Something about it excites me beyond understanding. I take a few steps back, licking my lips to get every drop of her, and yelp myself when she lands on top of me and bites me hard. I hadn’t even seen her move, my mind was so wrapped up in the taste of her.

With that one lapse, I’ve just signed my death warrant.

Her teeth sink into the flesh of my shoulder, making my broken arm explode with agony as she drags me to the ground and stands over me. Yelping and snarling I thrash against her, knocking her off my back as if she’s nothing but a flea. I lunge at her, rolling her smaller body under mine until I’ve got her on her back. Power surges through me as soon as I have the upper hand. While she squirms I growl and sink my teeth into the front of her neck and shake her until she goes perfectly still.

“Are you done, Princess?”I ask her, and feel her mind boil with rage. Fear isn’t her first thought, oh no, just pure unadulterated rage.

“Don’t call me that!”she shrieks, and kicks me in the chest with her back feet.

The pain that rips through me brings me back to reality fast, the taste of her blood not enough for me to ignore it. My body freezes as the resounding crack of my ribs echoes in the night. I collapse on her, slipping to the side and panting hard for breath. She rolls out from underneath me with her head cocked to the side and ears perked up.

I let myself lay in the snow, resigned to my death, pain like this could only mean my end. My breath is coming harder and harder, and I taste my own blood on my tongue. So this is it, my last night alive, killed by a bad driver with an attitude problem.

Killed by a Silver Moon wolf.

My vision fades and the last thing I see is her watching me, growling menacingly.

Chapter2

Ruby

Isit down, panting, watching him as he fades from consciousness. I won! I actually won! My first real battle with another wolf and I won! Take that Cole, looks like you don’t know everything after all. If only my brother could see me now.

Except the guy isn’t moving. Is he even breathing? Dread rips through me, the joy of my victory flushed away with the realization that this may have been my first kill, and it’s another wolf. An enemy wolf, but a wolf nonetheless. It was supposed to be a rabbit, a deer, not one of my own kind!

I circle him, sniffing. I didn’t want to kill him, I just wanted…fuck I don’t even know what I wanted. When he showed me his wolf with his eyes I lost all sensible thought. He wasn’t some hot guy with suspected concussion, he wasn’t one of my pack, so he was the enemy. A trespasser, and one who was driving on our roads at night, causing me to wreck and nearly get myself killed.

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