Dark Moon Rising

Chapter 7

Running has always been my favorite thing to do even before I knew my wolf side. I have always been the type to want to be outside in the dirt or the woods, its just so calming to me. So how long are we aloud to be running around out here before the meeting is to start back up? James asks me. I don’t know and to be honest I do not care I tell him. Just as I am about to say something else the most amazing smell catches my attention I am not even sure how to even describe this smell……. Hmm……. Maybe vanilla or a whipped vanilla ( you know the whipped vanilla body scrub females like wearing? Yeah that one.) and maybe a touch of honey along with it. What is that beautiful smell? I ask James. I do not but lets find out! He says to me. I can feel him trying to claw his way out pushing me in the back of my mind, I had to push him back just to stay in control. I just asked him about the smell and he said he didn’t know but yet he is acting like a crazed wolf on steroids what is going on with him? I cant help but wonder to myself. After following the smell for just a couple of minutes while running we find ourselves further into the woods about five or so miles from the out skirts of Alpha Sams territory the wonderful smell is getting stronger but now I am starting to pick up the goddess awful smell of rouges…. Why would they be around here so close to pack lands of a alpha as strong as Sam? I ask James. I don’t know but if they get in our way finding out what this smell is I will kill them all and not think twice about it! He snarls out at me. I nod and we continue towards the smell, now walking, in order to keep a better eye out on our surrounding. After about five minutes we see a building well I don’t even know if I would describe it as a building really I would have to say it shouldn’t even be standing. The windows are broken out but have bars over them and the door as I can see as we get closer looks like its barely hanging on the hinges. Looking around we do not see anyone so carefully and as quiet as we can we sneak in through the door. Its just an empty room? I cant help but question to myself. Lets look around there has to be something we are missing! James states to me. Nodding I start looking around walking carefully. I can hear the floor creak clearly something underneath like a basement level under our feet. Mentally face palming myself looking in the middle of the room a table right in the middle with a ugly dirty rug right under it, yup has to be a trap door! I comment out loud talking mainly to my self while James is nervously pacing in my head growling. Do you know what we are even looking for yet I ask him. I get nothing from him this time except his constant growling. Leaving the table in the middle moving the rug and yes that’s what it is under it a trap door. Opening the door I see a set of stairs going down. You ready buddy? I ask James. LETS GO NOW!!!! James growls. . . . .