Don’t Touch What’s Mine
755 Words
Everything happened at once.
The howl still echoed through the air when another followed.
Closer.
Too close.
My heart slammed against my chest as panic surged through me.
“They’re inside,” Kael said sharply.
The room shifted instantly.
Tension snapped into action.
Pack members moved.
Fast.
Focused.
Ready.
Aeron didn’t hesitate.
“Stay here,” he ordered.
My breath caught.
“What? No—”
Too late.
He was already moving.
His body blurred as he rushed toward the door, power rolling off him like something alive.
I pushed myself up, ignoring the lingering pain in my body.
“I’m not staying here!” I shouted.
No one stopped me.
No one had time.
More howls filled the air.
Louder now.
Closer.
Dangerous.
My heart pounded as I stumbled forward, following them out.
The moment I stepped outside—
Everything changed.
The air felt sharper.
Colder.
Alive with tension.
Figures moved through the clearing, wolves shifting, bodies colliding, growls tearing through the night.
Chaos.
Pure chaos.
I froze for half a second.
Then I saw it.
Them.
Dark wolves.
Bigger than normal.
Eyes glowing.
Locked onto the pack.
And then—
One turned.
Looked straight at me.
My breath caught.
It saw me.
It knew.
“They’re targeting her!” someone shouted.
Panic shot through me.
I stepped back instinctively—
Too slow.
The wolf lunged.
A blur of dark fur and teeth.
A scream built in my throat—
But it never came out.
Aeron moved first.
He was there before the wolf could reach me.
One second I was exposed.
The next—
He was between us.
A wall.
A shield.
A weapon.
The impact was brutal.
The rogue slammed into him, but Aeron didn’t budge.
His hand shot out, gripping the wolf mid-air before it could reach me.
And then—
He shifted.
Not fully.
But enough.
Power rippled through him, bones shifting, eyes glowing brighter, something darker surfacing beneath his skin.
His growl shook the ground.
Low.
Deadly.
A warning.
The wolf didn’t back down.
It snapped, claws slashing toward him.
Aeron moved faster.
He twisted, slamming the rogue into the ground with brutal force.
The crack echoed loudly.
Final.
The wolf didn’t move again.
My breath came out in a sharp gasp.
He killed it.
Like it was nothing.
“Stay behind me,” he said without looking at me.
His voice was different now.
Deeper.
Rougher.
More animal than man.
I nodded quickly, even though he couldn’t see me.
Another wolf lunged from the side.
Aeron reacted instantly, stepping forward, blocking it before it could reach me.
Everything around us blurred.
Fighting.
Blood.
Movement.
But he didn’t let anything get close.
Every attack.
Every threat.
He stopped it.
For me.
Something twisted in my chest.
Warm.
Strong.
Confusing.
Why is he protecting me like this?
Another rogue broke through the line.
This one faster.
Smarter.
It didn’t go for him.
It went for me.
I gasped as it closed the distance in seconds.
Too fast.
I couldn’t move.
My body locked.
Fear hit me hard—
And then—
Something else did too.
That energy.
That power.
It surged through me again.
Stronger.
Faster.
Different.
This time—
I didn’t fight it.
I let it come.
My hand lifted instinctively.
The moment the wolf reached me—
It stopped.
Mid-air.
Like something had grabbed it.
Silence hit for a split second.
Even the chaos seemed to pause.
The wolf struggled.
Snarling.
But it couldn’t move.
My eyes widened.
I was doing that.
I could feel it.
Holding it.
Controlling it.
“What… is she doing?” someone whispered.
I didn’t answer.
I couldn’t.
Because I didn’t understand it either.
The pressure built again.
Too much.
Too strong.
“I can’t—” I gasped.
And then—
It exploded.
The wolf was thrown back violently, slamming into the ground far from me.
Hard.
Too hard.
It didn’t get up.
Silence followed.
Not complete.
But enough.
Enough for everyone to notice.
For everyone to see.
Me.
Standing there.
Breathing hard.
Hands shaking.
Eyes wide.
Different.
Aeron turned slowly.
His gaze locked onto mine.
Not confused.
Not unsure.
Certain.
Like he had just realised something important.
Something dangerous.
Something that changed everything.
He stepped toward me slowly.
Carefully.
Like I was the threat now.
Or something worse.
“What are you?” he asked.
His voice was low.
Controlled.
But I could hear it.
That edge.
That tension.
That uncertainty.
And for the first time…
I didn’t have an answer.
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