The Runaway Maverick

Chapter 11 -Hurt in more ways than one

Cato's prov:

Ah s**t.

Instantly I had known that the moment I had asked that Levi would have lost his cool, again.

He had always been a passionate hot head who never reconciled or forgot his grudges. Clearly the passing of time hadn't implemented any improvement in him at all. To a certain degree I was glad to see that the person I had known for so long hadn't moved on without me.

The only issue now was that I, in turn, had started progressing forwards towards a future. Towards her. My goal in life was no longer to be enraged at the world for the lot it had gifted me but to eventually be able to walk by her side unafraid.

Right now Jess was still too far for me to reach. I'd get there someday but Levi on the other hand still remained stationary in the past. To be this bad tempered and angry, whether it was passive or not, was just self detrimental.

How could he not see it? After all these years?

Adam had always been endlessly mysterious; never letting himself get too close to anyone. Being charming and friendly was only a small fraction of his personality, the only characteristics he allowed to slip past his defenses. Even after 200 odd years I was no nearer to unmasking his hidden agenda.

Both Adam and Levi had a short fuse so perhaps invoking just one of their rages was not such a grand idea...

"Are you taking the piss, dog?!" Levi's voice erupted numerous tremors throughout the small house simply from the volume of his speech.

He had no right to be this angry right now. He wasn't the only one who got hurt that day.

My refusal to instigate the conflict further had the opposite effect as the next thing I knew was a chair was flying towards my direction. The dickhead had thrown his own furniture at me!

I was lucky that I was a supernatural being in this scenario. Effortlessly I dodged the projectile with grace. The i***t was so furious, that his aim was off.

All the colour soon drained from my face as I turned to just in time to see the wooden structure splinter against Jess's fragile frame. It had hit her with such a force that my pack mate was sent brutally into the wall.

I heard both Adam and Levi gasp but it was too late.

A small whimper passed her quivering lips as she cradled her head attempting to stop the blood that flowed from a large gash on the side of her face. Her once stubborn stare was disrupted by hurt, pain and fear.

Seeing her like that stirred an emotion so powerful inside me that I instantly lost control. Levi, that f*****g i***t, had done this to her. He could have killed my Jess.

I knew but one word from that point on: Rage. All I could see was red as the rage consumed me. My wolf clawed and growled howling for release against the restraints of the chains in my mind.

He wanted free to comfort her. He wanted to be free to kill him. I wanted to kill him.

My wolf and I were in agreement when it came to the sole other member of our pack: Anyone that intended to or did hurt her in any way would meet a fate worse than death. Who they were would hold no sway.

"Your dead." my voice was guttural as my wolf surfaced taking the reins and for once I happily obliged.

I knew that my once green eyes had long since plunged into a polluted black. Eaton, my wolf, was now in complete control and I didn't care.

I could no longer do anything even if I wanted to. With animosity as our fuel, I watched as Eaton brandished his extended claws growling murderously at Levi.

"You hurt what is mine!" My words were no longer just my own as it distorted further with our unified fury.

I was going to make him pay.

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Jessie's prov:

The blood wouldn't stop. 'Please make it stop!' Despite my pleas it still didn't stop flowing.

No matter how much pressure I applied to the cleft on my forehead, nothing changed. Sobbing as the pain intensified I could barely hear what was going on around me.

Red stained my hands, clothes and vision as the bleeding worsened. However I had no time to be concerned with myself as I watched Cato morph into a monster. Even Adam at this point had stood to his feet in fear. The common emotion was evident in all of our eyes, as the man turned into a very angry wolf.

Apprehensive Levi attempted to stay at a distance but my excessive bleeding seemed to be distracting him. More and more often his hungry eyes darted to mine full of a fiery desire I had never seen before.

Sudden and swift, even just for a moment, I felt the same peril I did when I watched my village burn. The same peril I experienced as Tanno screamed and writhed in his own blistered skin and the same mortal terror had sunk deeper into my core.

The interaction ahead of me once again ignited the same horrors that I had tried so hard to suppress. I don't want to be weak again.

Fighting away my tears and memories all I could do was focus on the confrontation.

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They had been fighting for but a minute before the combat had thrown them into the populated streets. Levi had successfully flung Cato through the wall into a fruit stall where he followed after blood evidently on his mind with red eyes.

Injured screams suddenly rang clear as Cato gouged out a chunk of flesh from Levi's side. It bled black blood profusely. Soon they were gone from my sight as I sat motionless listening to the panicked wails of innocents who got caught in the cross fire.

Why did they hate each other so much? Why had Cato stopped here if he had known Levi was present? What was wrong with them both?

I had so many questions and no answers.

However now was not the time to ponder such things. I need to stop them before they kill each other. I looked for Adam to ask for his help but he was no where to be found. I never saw him leave.

Rushing to my feet my head spun dizzily from blood loss.

"Come on Jess! Focus!" I rasped to myself. Blinking hard I refocused my vision and darted into the street. Where had they gone?

I could no longer hear them fighting. In a perpetual state of fear I numbly ran down the cobbled road following the trail of destruction. My head pounding and my blood pumping, adrenaline began to flood my body.

The further I got down the street the more my anxiety gnawed. Something was wrong. I should be able to at least hear them by now. Not only that but there were no civilians present. No distant harrowing cries. There was nothing.

A heavy trail of blood and smashed stalls lead my way to a dead end. In the centre of the market it was eerily quiet. It bared a similar devastated condition as the path I had just followed.

"Stay calm Jessie." I tried to remedy my fear as I felt eyes borrowing into my soul.

"Hel-" I was cut off and greeted by a sudden and violent darkness.

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