River

Chapter 2

A Rogue wolf:

I have always been drawn to the the forest near the Silver lake. It’s close to the Blood Moon Packhouse and I am not surposed to be on another Pack’s territory, but for some reason I cannot seem to leave.

I have a small cave near a clearing on the edge of a cliff overlooking the lake and town below. It’s a small space but I am a lone wolf so I don’t need much anyway.

I became a rogue wolf about a year ago when my whole pack was Slaughtered. I tried everything to save my pack but since I was an unmated wolf, I was not strong enough. Both my parents are of Alpa bloodlines and I would have been a very powerful wolf if I had found my mate. I would have been strong enough to save my pack with my Luna by my side. Unfortunately the Moon Goddess decided on a different fate for me. I think my true mate must have been slaughtered with the rest of my pack. She must have not been of age yet so I didn’t know who she was.

I might be wrong and my true mate could still be out there, but what are the chances?

Even if she is out there, she probably wouldn’t want me. Not now. Not after failing to protect my pack. I don’t mind being a lone wolf but sometimes I hope that I would find my mate, but I know she would just reject me.

I look down at my reflection in the lake. No she-wolf could want a wolf like me as their mate. I have lost a lot of weight since becoming rogue. My brown hair and green eyes are dull. I have a scar on my face over my right eye from the night my pack was slaughtered. I am weak. Who could ever want me?

The sound of branches cracking in the distance desturb my thoughts. I quickly head to my cave to hide. If the pack knows I am here they would force me to leave. I can’t leave. My heart led me to this forest for a reason. I can just feel it.

I peak out of my cave to see if I can see anything. I notice a male wolf headed to the clearing. He was a large wolf with white fur and I could sense that he was a strong and powerful wolf. Not as powerful as an Alpha would be , but perhaps a Beta.

I hope he is not doing a Patrol. I have learned their schedule pretty well and have always made sure to mask my scent and hide when they did patrol the woods. I cannot risk them finding me.

The white wolf went to sit on the edge of the cliff and he looked at the view below. He seemed deep in thought. I was about to go hide again but then I saw another wolf enter the clearing. This time it was a she-wolf. She also seemed powerful. Even more powerful than the white wolf.

She was beautiful in her wolf form. She was clearly still a very young wolf. Maybe only resently became of age. She seemed way more powerful than any other she-wolf I knew that was of a similar age. Her fur was light but had different tones of brown,grey and white. I was mesmerized by her. I watched her and I knew I was risking being caught, but I could not pull myself away.

You could see that she was not expecting to find another wolf here, but she didn’t seem upset about it either. The moment she realized who the wolf was her tail started waging. You could see that they knew each other well. They seemed to be having a conversation through their mind links. I obviously couldn’t hear. I sat there watching them from the shadows. Maybe they were mated, but it didn’t seem that way. Wolves can usually feel when another wolf is mated to someone. My senses have weakend so I was not completely sure. All I knew is I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.

My wolf never really talks to me anymore after I lost my pack. He was dissapointed in me. On the rare occasion he would make snide remarks at my thoughts, but that was usually the most that I got from him. The moment the She-wolf came into view, my wolf stirred. He felt the same way I felt.

“Who is she? “ He asks. Clearly seeming interested in her.

I was surprized at his question. I didn’t expect him to say anything at all. I know he feels lonely too and he wishes for me to find a mate. Even if it is not my destined mate.

“I don’t know, but we don’t stand a chance. She obviously has a mate. “ I say.

My answer seemed to dissapoint him and I felt him slipping away again.

“I am sorry Blaze.” I say with sorrow in my voice.

I know I let him down. I let my whole pack down. I am just a worthless piece of …

My thoughts are interupted again when I see the two wolves getting up from where they were sitting on the edge of the cliff. It has started getting dark and they were clearly heading home.

The white wolf dissapeard into the forest and the She-wolf headed in the direction of the pack house.

She must live there. That explains why she seems so powerful. Maybe she is mated to the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. But why would she have been so comfortable with the white wolf if that was the case?

I head back into my cave and turned in for the night. I fell asleep with images of the beautiful wolf running through my mind.

Who was she and why did I feel drawn to her?