Her chosen mate (The change series 2)

Chapter 27: Hunt and Stalk

Kai

Grayson had dislocated my jaw, he acted as our pack doctor, but f***k was I going to him to put it back in place. Bracing myself I snapped it back in place myself and grunted from the pain, looking at myself in the mirror I saw Grayson had really beat the f***k out of me good, bruises were already blooming across my face, my cheek had a gash, my bottom lip was split, and I had a cut above my eyebrow, my face was covered in blood, but none of that hurt me more than Natasha, she didn’t believe me, and it broke my heart, I knew my reputation as a player, or as she called it, a ‘f***k boy’ made it sound unsurprising that I would be unfaithful, but I had hoped she would have known me better than that, I was many things when it came to my love life, but a f.ucking cheat wasn’t one of them.

I smashed my fist into the mirror, rage boiling to the surface, dangerously close to making me lose control and shift to wolf form, I hated myself, I should have just been honest from the start, I had only made myself look even more suspicious and disloyal by trying to hide it.

I cleaned up the mess of the mirror and then cleaned the blood from my face and took my bloodied clothes off. Climbing into bed naked I tried to relax and fall asleep, but I couldn’t, I tossed and turned angrily all night, I couldn’t get everyone’s faces out of my mind, their looks of disappointment, but also not surprised, as if this had only been a matter of time, did everyone truly think so little of me?

F.uck them all, if that’s what they all saw and believed, then that was what I would give them.

I waited until a day later when I was fully healed, and then I went out and picked up a woman in a bar, my usual type, blonde, busty, long legs, this was who I was after all, right?

We went back to hers, even got to the naked stage, our clothes on the floor as we undressed, but the second I kissed her I felt sick, it was barely even a peck before I threw myself away from her and quickly redressed.

“What’s wrong?” She asked, lying on the bed on her side, naked and beautiful, but I didn’t want her, not even a little bit.

“Sorry, I just remembered I had to be somewhere,” I mumbled, and before she could say anything else I was out the door and in my car driving off.

I wasn’t ready to go home, I drove around for a while just thinking, I had to prove to Natasha that I wasn’t what she thought I was, I didn’t give a f***k what anyone else thought, but I needed Natasha to know.

From the sound of things I don’t think Claire knew that Natasha had seen the footage, good, that meant she most likely hadn’t deleted it yet, I needed to get her phone.

I knew where she lived, but I couldn’t just ask to meet her, she knew how p.issed I had been and wouldn’t believe I would suddenly want to see her, but then again, she was a delusional stalker, and I guess now it was my turn to stalk.

I drove the twenty-minute drive to her place, I had been here before on dates with her, back when I had been trying to get her into bed. Her house was secluded, not like our pack home was, she still had neighbours, but not very many, and they lived a couple of minutes down from her house, surrounding these homes was a massive woodland and Claire’s had a tree beside it that had overgrown along with some bushes, making her home seem even more isolated. Perfect.

My plan was only to sneak in and grab the phone, go through it and find out, one, how she recorded me because I never saw her holding a phone, and two, how she cut out all the convenient parts and where the true video was, but that wasn’t how the plan went down.

I broke into her place easily enough, I walked into the front small garden and made my way around the back, her sliding glass door had been left unlocked and when I stepped inside, I realised it was for her dog.

The dog was some rat looking thing, a chihuahua of some sort, it began growling at me as animals often did to the wolf they smelt, their brain got confused why they could smell a predatory animal but saw a human standing before them, I growled back at it inhumanly, and it whined and slunk off.

Wolves didn’t have amazing night vision, and I wasn’t the stealthiest of people, I tripped over the coffee table leg and crashed to the floor startling the dog, it looked at me as if it didn’t know whether to come help me, pfft.

I was loud when I fell, the light came on and Claire’s voice cautiously called out, “Ren, is that you sweetie?”

F.uck me, she had called the dog Ren like the Ren and Stimpy show, at the sound of its name being called it trotted towards her, froze when it reached me, looking at me warily, when I didn’t growl it quickly ran up the stairs towards her.

“What were you doing you silly dog,” she cooed.

I slowly sat up but smacked the back of my head against a dinner tray that had been left sitting halfway of the edge of the coffee table, the empty plate and cutlery went flying, making a thunderous amount of noise, f***k I was as clumsy as Natasha tonight.

I heard nothing but silence up the stairs, no shout of warning that she would call the police, or demanding who I was and what I was doing in her home…just silence.

Not even Ren made a sound, I stood up, and before I took a step forward the lights went off, clever girl making it dark and harder to see, would have worked if I had been human, a wolf’s vision may not be great in the dark, but it was still better than a humans, plus our sensitive noses meant I didn’t need to see her, I could simply track her by scent alone.

I took a couple of steps forward, and then a blur rushed down the steps full speed and out the back door. f***k. I chased her outside, she was fast for a human and I remembered her telling me she had been her school’s best runner on their track team or something like that.

I could smell she had taken Ren with her, as a wolf I could respect that she didn’t leave her pup behind. I figured I could catch up to her and explain I just needed her phone and if she refused to cooperate, I could simply take it from her, but I lost her, not her scent, the problem was that it was everywhere, and she had run into the woods.

Claire was wearing perfume, quite a lot, and it f.ucked with my nose, she must have let Ren run off because I could smell their scents zigzagging in all different directions, holding him close to her body meant her perfume also lingered on him and I couldn’t quite make out who was who.

My nose was much stronger in wolf form, so I found a place to quickly shift, I tried not to be too loud when the pain of the change ripped through my body. When I was done, I shook off any last aches and pains and ran into the woods to find Claire. If I had been a true wolf I might have chosen to go after the dog instead, a less scary scent and option than a human, but as a werewolf I wanted to hunt the human, the bigger meal.

I was going against everything Leo had taught us, no matter how in control you felt you were never, ever to chase a human even in your human form, it could trigger the instinct to hunt and in wolf form was even more dangerous and deadly, and I had not only done all that, but I was absolutely not feeling in control, I was furious and p.issed at her for what she had done to me and Natasha, and with the wolf at the front of my mind my anger turned to rage, hot burning rage and bloodlust.

A slither of humanity came through, but it wasn’t my conscience or attempt to calm myself, I couldn’t help but think that killing her would solve the problem, I could prove I didn’t care about her. You know how sometimes your mind will think of the darkest s.hit even when you try not to? That was what had happened and at the worst of times, the wolf part of me seized hold of that thought, felt it, and then I found her, hiding behind a tree.

Claire looked at me in terror, the last thing she ever expected to see, especially in England, was a wolf staring into her face standing over her and growling menacingly. A tiny part of me barely managed to think, ‘please don’t run,’ and then she did exactly that, she got up, and she ran, and I lost complete control of myself, I was no longer me, not human me, I was only the wolf.

She ran and stumbled, but she was fast, I chased and when she saw me gaining speed and closing in she found a tree and started climbing it, maybe a good idea if I had been a true wolf, but even out of control and lost to the wolf I was still intelligent, I still knew how to think like a human, even without the human empathy or a conscience, only pure primal instinct and the drive to hunt in the forefront of the mind, and hunger, a deep and aching hunger that brought forward the urge to tear into warm flesh and fill my belly.

She had no idea what she was up against, I acted like a real wolf, played the part, I leaned my front paws against the tree snapping up at her, then after a few minutes I pretended I had grown bored, that I had then seen another possible meal and chased after it, I ran off and hid among the trees and bushes. I crept my way closer to her making sure she didn’t see me, and then I went to lie in wait for her patiently, knowing at some point she would come down again.

About an hour passed by before she started climbing down the tree, she jumped off the last branch and began to run, I chased her, and she screamed when she saw me appear from the shadows, the scream only excited me more, the thrill of the hunt taking over as I closed the gap between us, I reached her, I pounced, my jaws wrapped around her throat as we crashed to the floor and I bit down, crushing her throat in my jaws and her blood filled my mouth.

I started eating her, I was unable to stop myself, warm blood and flesh filled my belly and still the wolf wasn’t satisfied, I moved to her stomach, still eating when I heard the sound of a stick crunching underfoot, I turned to look and saw it was only a deer, but the noise had been enough to startle me and push the wolf back a little, that was all I needed, that and the wolf had been fed, I was able to push the wolf further back and my humanity slowly returned. What the f***k had I done.