The last hybrid

Ariana ran through the wood in her wolf form as the moon bright up the night sky. She ran and ran till she couldn’t anymore but she can’t afford a second to breathe not when she carries her worry looking daughter on her back. She howls at the moon calling god knows who then start running again. She suddenly came to a stop and face the very same man who has just kill her husband. He smiles at her with two more men standing behind him. Grey: that’s not nice, running from your own kind. Ariana reply telepathically which all the men could very well hear and understand. Ariana: you killed my husband, your best friend. And for that you will pay, I will make sure of it. Grey: give us the pup Ariana, you didn’t even want it in the first place, let’s us take it off your hands. Ariana: over my dead body Grey: so be it He stood up and nod to the two men behind him. They grin and approach her as grey himself back away. They got into all four and transformed into werewolves. She looked back at her daughter taking in her features with tears in her eyes before looking back at the angry werewolves. They aggressively attack one another. Two against one isn’t exactly fair but giving that Ariana is the daughter of an alpha makes her unbeatable. Ariana could hold her ends but not for long. Not when she has used up almost all her strength fighting off creatures after after all night. She needs rest. Ariana mentally pray that at least her daughter get to live, she pray that whom ever she called get here fast. Luckily, her prayers have been answered. The stranger came but it was too late. Ariana did her best to fight off the werewolves. The stranger picked up the crying girl in their arms and flee through the labyrinth maze. Angry grey followed them into the maze not knowing the dangers that await him ahead. The stranger voiced out words causing a thick fog to spread so it will be hard for the followers to know their route while they escape. Grey searched aimlessly with rage. He growl and howl then turn back running off. The stranger stood on a cliff making sure they were no longer pursued then look down at the little girl. “ I’m sorry” they whisper.