Little White Wolf

WARNING? The contents of this story are strictly for persons over the age of 18 [Content Warning] ~Talk of severe depression and suicidal thoughts. ~Extreme violence ~Language ~Overall Mature Theme //Zuriñe// I lay on the cold, wet ground as tiny speckles of rain tap my face every other second or so. The open wound in my head wasn't healing like it should, and I think some of my ribs were broken. Werewolf genes had always enabled me to heal faster than humans, hell because of how small I was, I somehow healed faster than the average werewolf and yet, here I was laying in the mud, probably about to die. Somehow I didn't really care anymore. I had been tired of fighting. Witnessing my mate, mate another had nearly killed me, I almost lost all contact with my wolf. She refused to come out for me even now. It had been months since I last shifted that in itself was already incredibly difficult for any wolf to deal with. If that wasn't enough for her she had to add insult to injury by beating me to 'death' right when I was getting better. Honestly I'm not surprised, this is just my luck, no matter how hard I had always tried for this pack, no matter how good of a hunter I was, I will always be shunned here. The wolves in this pack wouldn't lift a finger to help me rather, I think they would lift several to go against me. I alone am responsible for the death of the only practitioner of medicine that they had in the whole pack. My mother's body couldn't handle birthing me. I killed my own mother before I even knew what killing was, in a situation impossible to avoid. I'm sure even my father resents me, he may try to hide it but my mother was his mate and I now know what the mate bond feels like... and then how it feels to have it ripped away. I'd even hate me, I think. Maybe me dying right here, right now would be the best thing for everyone, I have no one I truly feel would be negatively affected by my death in any way. That thought gives me peace and also causes me great pain. I'm stuck between wishing better for the people I love and wishing they loved me as I do them. The moment I felt the mate bond I was so happy, it had become harder for werewolves to find our destined mates in the current era, a lot of our mates were humans now and since humans do not have to abide by mating laws if you're unlucky enough to find yourself mated with a human you may find yourself rejected and 6 feet under. Even if they were werewolves it was even harder to actually find them since it was so common for marriages to be arranged to keep a strong bloodline, most people would never find their mates and wouldn't even know because their mate is already mated. My heart broke when I whispered "mate" in his ear but instead of doing it back like one would usually do when accepting their mate, he left with a guilty look on his face. I've known Velrick all my life. He's the alphas son and next in line to become alpha of the Hunter pack, our pack. When we were young, he was always the one to ask me to marry him. I told him the only way that would be possible would be if me and him were mates. I've always admired the mate bond and I wanted to make sure I found my fated person. I will admit I was pretty happy to find out that he was my mate, I knew he'd always liked me, and truthfully he was beautiful AND I could safely say the he was 100% my bestfriend. He would even be this packs next alpha. I couldn't have asked for a better mate. So when it was very clear that he had rejected me, I went into a state that we refer to as mate break, this is a term we use to describe the depression and sickness our wolves feel from being rejected by their mates. Our wolves, knowing they have been rejected and have no chance, will either fight their way through mate break (which rarely happens because of how painful it is since living through mate break actually breaks your bond) Most wolves refuse to even fight and die pretty quickly. Yet somehow I had survived, for a little while anyways, until his preferred mate decided to try and kill me, Tessa Boar, she was an ok hunter she wasn't at the bottom but she wasn't at the top with me and Velrick, and yet she was his mate as well somehow and he chose her over me, for mating and marriage that is, he had asked me several times to be his mistress and apparently, after what I just heard from Tessa's mouth herself, Velrick treats her like one would treat a slave. Apparently I am to blame for that since he still treated me like a "princess" her words not mine. I can't understand any of this. One day he's flirtatious and very clearly interested in me like he's always been and suddenly the next day I try to claim him as my mate and suddenly he no longer wants to marry me but is willing to keep me as a mistress, I can act like I'm not hurt but the truth is, I am broken, I have nothing left now. I had always had this dream that one day I'd find my mate and then we'd just be happy and spend the rest of our lives being together. I wouldn't have to ever worry about being alone because there would be someone who loved me unconditionally because of fate itself. But here I am having been rejected by my mate because he somehow had two mates and had the luxury of being able to choose between us. He would soon marry her and become Alpha even though technically it didn't matter all that much since they had already mated, they each bore the others mark, that couldn't be undone by anything but death. I was truly out of the picture right? Not a care in the world for the dirty she wolf no one in the world actually wanted. My mind suddenly snaps me out of the sorrow and self pity I kept allowing myself to feel and back into the reality of the fact that I am indeed laying here after being beaten by my mates, mate who I could have easily overpowered if I wasn't already weak from Mate Break, she also used Wolves Bane she soaked a wooden bat in it and used it as a weapon on me. My wounds wouldn't heal, my chest burned as if embers from hell themselves were in there dancing around inside it, my vision had gone completely blurry. I fought back every urge I had to close my eyes and sleep. That would mean death for me right now. The pain was so immense the thought of just letting go crossed my mind a few times. At this point I was more confused about why I was still holding on. The cons outweighed the pros and no one would come for me, I was just delaying the inevitable. Yet every fiber of my being was telling me to stay awake, to not close my eyes and let my life force just slip from the world. The light droplets had now turned into a strong shower pouring down on me. It was then that I realized I was cold, so cold I was numb. I couldn't feel anything but how cold it was, it began getting harder and harder to keep myself awake, I found myself thinking about his scent, to try and keep myself awake. The soft scent of burned wood mixed with the smell you'd associate with rain. It was a beautiful scent. One I had always adored and wanted wrapped around me. It made me think of his face, sharp jawline, high cheekbones slender nose that was almost delicate if it weren't for the broadness at the nostrils, followed by a striking golden brown stare with an equally intense golden mane that wrapped around his face, pulling all of these features together. He could be mistaken as a Viking God with a body to match. I should've known I loved Velrick a long time ago. Maybe he passed me up because I took advantage of the love he gave when he did give it. Maybe I was just too late to figure my feelings out. It didn't matter anymore, none of it had mattered anymore, because my body had gone completely numb I couldn't move and my eyes were slowly starting to close, or maybe I was losing my sight, I couldn't tell. What I did know was I was losing conciousness and there was nothing I could do. As a hunter I could never let an animal suffer like this, Tessa can't even do that much as a hunter, I had never done anything to her to deserve this. She could have just ended my life quickly instead of leaving me here fighting this battle with myself right before I die. My mind suddenly stopped running so fast. I felt this sharp pain shoot through my head and suddenly all the memories I shared with Velrick run through like a slideshow in my head. One by one pictures of Velrick and I flashed through my head at lightening speed, the first time we went hunting together when we were 4, the first time he told me he loved me, everytime he stood up to the boys at school that harrassed me for being so small when I hadn't yet learned how to stand up for myself. The first time he told me he loved me. The first time he kissed me. And the last time. All these memories that were everything to me, had seemingly meant absolutely nothing to him. Everything between us, was just a lie? His face is the last thing I see before I fall into a darkness that seems to have no end. ~POV Change~ //Tessa// My mate lay across the bed facing away from me, even in his sleep he hates me. It couldn't just be because of Zuriñe could it? She isn't even a royal and her hunter skills are only good because of her size. She was also a plain white wolf. In a world were every wolf has some design on them why is she PLAIN? My design looked like waves crashing against my stomach it was white against the rest of my brown. Velrick's design looked like smoke coming off the left side of his head and trailing down to reach his ribs. The smokey pattern was a brown color while the rest of his body matched his golden hair color. He was gorgeous and powerful so yes, I was going to do anything to keep him. My plan had already been set into motion, tonight when Zuriñe is on her way to the meeting with the council pack I will attack her with the bat I had soaked in wolves bane weeks prior. Tonight is her last night alive. Somehow, with that thought, as if my thoughts had just been broadcasted, Velrick's head snaps up at me eyebrows furrowed, he stares for a few seconds making me panic a little. Does he somehow know of my plan, he would actually kill me wouldn't he? He suddenly grabs me and pulls me into his chest where he deeply inhales my scent and let's out a low growl. This was him 'feeding' his wolf. Our wolves become stronger the second they meet their mate and continue to grow stronger everyday they are with them, showing affection and breeding not only strengthens the mate bond, but strengthens our actual wolves as well. There was no love behind this action, only a need to make himself stronger using our "bond". He made no effort to hide it from me either, since I was his mate I could sense a lot of his emotions. The ones he leaves on the surface anyways. He never tries to hide how he feels towards me, I am the reason he can't be with the person he loves, Zuriñe, she was who he wanted as a mate. Not me. He had no choice but to mark me, which is why he did it so quickly. There was no special meaning for him it was just a mark that enhanced our bond. He suddenly let go and got up pretty quickly avoiding all eye contact with me. "So I was thinking-" His aura was released and filled the room immediately, I suddenly couldn't breathe and felt as if my body was on fire, sparks shoot down from my head to my stomach where it seems to seep out into my underwear. No, scratch that. It does, I look up to see his face twisted in anger. "Don't" was all he said before he left still in his boxers, leaving me there on the floor after making me submit to him. When a wolf of a higher status let's out their aura, any less powerful wolves around will instantly fall to their knees in submission and instantly puts said lesser wolf "in the mood" this submission doesn't work as well on mated wolves, the effect is lessened for every other wolf besides their mate, with their mate it is enhanced. Meaning Velrick is the only one who can put me down this quickly. Because he is my mate, and he knows that and uses it to his advantage. I wish he wanted me but it's ok, after tonight he'll soon get over her and move on with me. He can't stay stuck on her forever if she's dead. /// I stand in the bushes holding this bat at least a foot from me while wearing gloves and a mask since wolves bane isn't discriminatory against wolves, it will kill us all if we aren't careful. I had no problem waiting even though she was several minutes late. I felt excited, finally I was getting rid of my main problem. She would no longer be a threat to me and my mate. The memory of him telling me that Zuriñe would always be his #1 kept playing like a broken record in my head, I can't believe he thought I would be ok with her being his mistress. It's ok Velrick she won't come between our bond anymore, because I see her walking this way. She was walking pretty slowly and it looked like she might have been drunk or something even though I'm sure her, nor her father have the money for wine. She couldn't be sick? It didn't matter, if she wasn't 100% coherent it only made things easier. I wasted no time, I jumped out still keeping the bat at a safe distance. Her face showed surprise which was pretty surprising to me since the girl truly did have a gift for sniffing things out, I had figured she knew I was there. The rain wasn't heavy enough to block scents. What in the h*** was wrong with her? "Tessa please, jus-" "NO!" I cut her off not wanting to hear her try to talk herself out of her fate. She was dying tonight, by my hand. "You crossed the wrong bi***." I lunged and swung, I caught her right in the face causing her head to snap to the right hard enough to hear a snap come from her neck. As she fell I continued to bash her as hard as I could with this bat laced in poison, the hatred I had for her was really showing. I'm sure if someone were to see what was happening right now I would look like the monster. But it was HER! She was trying to steal my mate from me. That was a crime was it not? A crime punishable by death. I was only skipping the trial. I hit her so many times I had lost count, I think I blacked out for a minute because when I came to I suddenly felt sick. No longer was she in human form, a small shaggy little white wolf lay at my feet. She shifted from the pain, I know I hated her but I instantly regretted what I had done, 3 of her ribs were poking out of her skin exposing the inside of her stomach and her face was twisted in agony while blood steadily pour from the crack in the side of her head. Her eyes were locked on mine, open wide. I could feel her wolf begging me to stop. It was too late. She was going to die, I got what I wanted, I just had to follow through. The main problem I've always had as a hunter was that I could never finish off my prey. The looks they would give me, they always made me feel evil. To them though, I was, and now? I looked down at Zuriñe and for the first time saw her as the wolf she was. She was small and timid, she wasn't some lifelike doll like the wolves in our pack try to make her out to be. I even had myself convinced of that for a while, but now in this moment looking down at her injured body completely broken with no hope left. I was again reminded that this was a living being and that I couldn't kill it. I ran. I ran fast and far. I was going to leave the pack for a while but, I needed my mate and I needed him now, I knew where he was. I wasn't supposed to go to the meeting, but now I just had to see him he uses me to aid his wolf's needs well now it's my turn. POV Change~ //Velrick// I sat to left of my father whilst my mother sat to his right, we had been patiently waiting for the council pack to show up, they were extremely late. That wasn't really what concerned me though. My Zuriñe was not here. She wasn't one to be late. Why was she not here yet. I knew she had been sick recently, she hadn't been going to school, but could she really be that sick? I've watched her hunt through every sickness she ever got so sitting down at a meeting shouldn't be hard, and she was a very dutiful wolf, she worked hard for her spot here so where was she? I needed to see her, Tessa feeds my wolf, but Zuriñe feeds everything else, she makes me so happy with just her presence, her scent turns me on even more so than my own mates. She was powerful too, so small and fast with so much power. She was feisty and sexy she was the only girl I had ever imagined myself with. Even my parents agreed to arrange marriage with her If I never found my mate. Unfortunately I did, and since I did I can't reject her or we both suffer consequences. My mate, Tessa, was a bottom feeder she did the minimum to get by never going beyond her limits and staying where she knew she was safe, while Zuriñe was constantly improving, she improved so fast she forced me to improve faster so she wouldn't pass me up. Everything Zuriñe was, was truly beautiful and graceful. Even when killing, it was fast painless and barely ever any blood. She knew how to get the job done and hauled in the most prey overall than any other wolf even me. If it weren't for the fact that mine and my father's prey tends to be bigger than hers, she would be the top hunter in this pack. Considering that's all our pack does that would theoretically already make her the alpha. She was even better than my mother so it was always obvious that my parents wanted me to mate her. Their minds changed instantly when Tessa was found to be my mate, even though it was clear my parents would have much preferred Zuriñe. Tessa did not impress my mother or my father but she was my mate and because of the fated bond we have I was forced to mate her. I honestly despised Tessa, for being my mate, for being mediocre and worst of all, for thinking she even compares to Zuriñe. Speaking of the devil, I looked up to see her standing in front of me looking at me, my wolf could instantly tell that she was uneasy. She jumped and wrapped her arms around my neck deeply inhaling my scent. I allowed her to feed her wolf, to let herself feel better, I did have an obligation to her after all. She hugged my neck tightly, I could smell her scent. For some reason the scent always reminded me of freshly baked bread. This time, however, the metallic smell of blood was mixed in with it. There was another smell, one I recognized but couldn't put my finger on since it was mixed in with every other smell. "Did you take your anger out on some poor animal?" I asked, she had been known to torture smaller animals that no one would want to eat, squirrels, birds, chipmunks, etc. Her body tensed up around me for a second before saying "Yeah...". Chills went down my spine, I don't know why I just suddenly felt very worried about the way she answered. Sensing that her wolf was fine now and she no longer had any strong emotions I gently pushed her away. "Go home, I don't want you here." I said in a harsh tone so she knew I was serious. "Please, let me stay." her voice broke and when I looked in my mates eyes I could truly see just how unpleasant she felt. "What the hell happened Tessa?" I asked actually worried at this point. Tessa wasn't like this, she was stuck up and always uppity, especially after torturing some poor animal. Just then the Alpha of the council pack and his son walked in. Their auras weren't even out and already so many wolves were in a submissive stance. Their power was way above mine and my father's, being around superior wolves has always put me on edge. Which is almost every other wolf from any other pack. We are the bottom of the totem pole, and the council pack, they were the top. "Tessa, you need to leave now." I said to her. They would have a harder time making her submit but it wasn't impossible with our differences in power. Tessa looked like she understood why I was asking her to leave before she turned around and left out the other side so she wouldn't cross paths with our guests. The council pack members approached the table we all occupied already and each took their seats on the other side. Immediately I noticed how distant the Alphas son was, he had a beautiful woman hanging off his arm, she had blonde hair, but unlike mine it was very fine and looked like silk. Her face lit with a bright smile that severely contrasted that of the man she clung too. His eyes almost looked clouded over with fog or something. The lack of any wrinkles on his face told me his expressionless face was always like that. He was also extremely tall, I was 6 ft and it looked like I would only reach his chin. His hair was the oddest color, actual red. Not orange, but red, red as blood if not redder and his eyes were an unnatural color green as well. I was snapped out of my jealous trance when his eyes met mine, his eyes weren't showing any signs of anger like one would usually do if someone was caught staring at them, there was no reaction. He just stared as long as I kept staring. I looked down realizing how awkward this situation was. I realized that I had been tuning everything out when my father said my name. "Velrick" he said in a calm but strict voice trying his best to assert his dominance in front of superior wolves without sounding like an ass. My dad was really cool, yes he has his alpha duties but, he always tries to be understanding he was a great alpha and that was what I always wanted to be. "Do you happen to know where Zuriñe is?" he asked. Everyone was looking at me now. That's right, she needed to be here, where is she? "I-" I thought again feeling something wrong in my chest at the thought of Zuriñe. "I don't know but-" I don't know why but, thinking about Zuriñe was making me want to fall over, I was becoming light headed. "You know it's not that big of a deal" the council's alpha began "If she cared that much she'd be here by now, right?" he said in a snarky tone. I had to bite my tongue to stop myself from growling at him for dare offending my Zuriñe, but because he was dropping the matter instead of causing problems for her I decided to move on from the topic. Everyone sat down at the table as they began to speak on the problem with the lone wolves and humans. It all went in one ear and out the other, my mind was stuck on Zuriñe, why she wasn't here. Could she be hurt? Does she hate me. Did she leave the pack because of everything that happened? My heart rate was going crazy and I began to feel nauseous. It must have been pretty obvious because my mother questioned me "Son, you're not looking so good are you ok?" everyone was looking at me, which only worsened the quick heart rate. "I'm fine mother it's just a little hot in here" I lied, the meeting needed to end so I could go and check on Zuriñe. Something wasn't right, I could feel it. Just when everyone was refocusing their attention back to the task at hand, Tessa clumsily walked in the door with a bright smile on her face. "Hey love, does anyone need anything." She aggravates me, she knows that her walking in while the meeting is going on will reflect badly on us. Yet for whatever reason has chose to do it anyways, I place my head in my hands and let out a sigh about to prepare myself to apologize for her. That's when the red haired man lunges across the table and tackles Tessa in less than a second. Before I can even stand out of my chair he's ripped her shirt completely off. He turns away from her, his head buried in the shirt, deeply inhaling the scent his eyes closed tightly, as if he was trying his hardest to pick up the tiniest scent. His eyes snap open and they were no longer fogged over, absent minded like when he walked in. Now they were bloodshot and clearly furrowed in anger. The blonde haired woman quickly walked over to him and went to put her hand on his shoulder. He dodged it and coldly said "Elena, don't touch me." Her expression didn't change though. Which caught me off guard. She still held the smile on her face. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" He turned around ignoring her question to ask one of his own almost immediately "The blood-" he trailed off for a second. His whole body was shaking in anger by now. "Where is she." he said in a deep voice with a low growl beneath the words. Tessa's face automatically twists in terror, I couldn't his face when he said it but I know Tessa did. She looked at me as if to plead for help. "WHERE IS SHE!?" he screamed this time, I stood up "Hey, that is my mate so if you can't be more-" he cut me off. "This blood belongs to my mate, and I want to know where she is." his stare wasn't taken off of Tessa for a second. So of course it terrified me when Tessa's lips, formed a smirk. She began to laugh. "Your mate!" her laughter was only a hair shy of being hysterical. She looked right at me with a grin that seemed to stretch from ear to ear. "It's probably already too late." her nose scrunched up in hatred while she smiled making it all the more horrifying. It slowly dawned on me... Zuriñe wasn't here, that familiar scent it was vanilla with a splash of lavender, that pain in my chest... "WHERE IS SHE!?" I was the one who was yelling now. I had finally realized. Zuriñe was the 'poor animal' that got Tessa's anger today.