02; when gold meets red
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The wind lightly brushed Chelsea's wolf's fur as she ran through the woods. The trees were dense; they stood tall and broad at the top, creating a canopy only allowing fragments of sunlight in. It had made the sun less glaring in the woods.
Her wolf sprinted forward, enjoying the freedom and speed she had been gifted with in wolf form. Her body pierced through the air like a spade thrust forward by a great force. She could feel herself cutting through, the stiff air splitting apart to allow her a path ahead while gently surrounding her and guiding her movements as she flexed her muscles under her fur-coated skin.
Chelsea has been feeling rather odd today. The urge within her to take a run in the woods has never been so strong that she would have to head off so abruptly. Her wolf has been chanting in her head repeatedly. The same keywords over and over again. Woods. Run. Woods. Run.
She had thought that the urge would have stopped since she was doing so at the very moment. Or at the very least, she would be able to calm down in the slightest. However, she was wrong. The urge remained even though her thoughts had since changed slightly. The chanting in her head has been modified, it seemed. Run. Run. Run.
And so she continued to run. She ran and ran. There was no destination, no end goal, but only a purpose: to run. Faster. Further. Longer.
She just felt like she had to keep running. It was an unexplainable burst of energy within her. She was not usually weak or anything of the sort; she was one of the strongest females, but even her usual stamina would not have allowed running continuously for that long.
While Chelsea was preoccupied with her thoughts in the middle of her run, she had unintentionally let her guard down. In her moment of weakness, she suddenly felt a heavy weight land on top of her causing her body to fall forward, and she toppled onto the ground. Rolling over quickly to shake off whatever landed on her, she instead found herself trapped under another wolf. Her attacker had both his paws on the underside of her shoulders, pressing her back onto the ground.
He had an aura of a strong wolf. Impressively strong sense. Chelsea could not help but take in a deep breath while she was held down under him. She was almost positive it could go unnoticed since she was panting
heavily.
He smelt like peppermint and musk.
Exciting but soothing. The wolf was exerting a powerful aura, and Chelsea knew at that very moment that he was one of a high ranking. His presence was radiating so much power it was hard to look him in the eye. Only a strong alpha would have the ability to intimidate another just by their mere presence. Based on records, only the King of Alphas
could do such. Even though Chelsea was currently. held under by quite possibly the King of Alphas, she did not feel terrified. Surely, her heart was beating abnormally fast, and her instincts were to avoid her respectable attacker's eyes at all cost so as not to enrage him any further. But something within her was
not feeling the same way.
It was her wolf again. She was not
cowering at the powerful presence as she should. Her wolf fought to take control, trying to turn her head.
Look up. The wolf standing over her let out
a growl. His snout nudged Chelsea's cheek roughly, demanding her to look
at him wordlessly.
In other times, he would be snarling by now, or he would have snapped the rogue's neck the moment he landed on her. But something about this catch told him not to. His wolf has been so sensitive. Lately, his judgements could end his own life in the next
minute.
Alpha Valius watched as the little
rogue stopped struggling slightly
beneath him. She seemed to be in a
fight with herself, her head was
turned away. He would be lying if
he denied noticing her took a sharp
inhale of him between her panting.
His wolf was pounding on the walls of
the barricade separating his human
thoughts from his animal instincts.
It was threatening to surface. In
an attempt to push his wolf back,
alpha Valius unintentionally put more
pressure on the rogue underneath him,
pushing her further into the ground
under his weight.
Chelsea whimpered slightly at the
unexpected impact before recovering
her fierce front and finally looking
up at her attacker, snarling at him
in warning.
At that very moment, the two wolves
met eyes. His eyes shifted into their
golden shade as hers flashed red.
Their wolves were out, they were all
sharing a head space-his wolf and his
human, her wolf and her human..
Something or someone was nearing from
a far corner; the sound of crumpled
dried leaves could be heard as they
were stepped on. For a moment, the
two could not care less about their
surroundings. They were overwhelmed
by the sudden rush of emotions they
were feeling.
mate.
Both their wolves recognized. That
was what they were each other's
other half.
Upon realising, they both seemed to
shake out of it at the same time.
Alpha Valius snarled while Chelsea
simply glared at him with the same
anger within her.
Mates.
That word. It tasted like another's
spit in her mouth, she thought to
herself, still not tearing her glare
off the Alpha. Bitter and salty, not
at all what any of them wanted.
It was horrible news.
As though an electric current shocked
them through their touch, Alpha
Valius quickly shoved Chelsea away
and removed himself from her.
The sound of bones snapping into
places could be heard behind him
as the intruder approached the two
newfound mates. The arrival of
someone was not imagined from before,
it was Alpha Valius's beta.
He had shifted into his human form as
he came closer.
"Alpha, I see you've found the
rogue."
Still, in wolf form, Alpha Valius
barely turned his head to regard
his beta. Their eyes were no longer
in their rare red and gold shades.
as they reverted to their original
colors. For a split second, Alpha
Valius had the urge to cover his mate
up from the unwanted male's gaze.
He finally tore his eyes off Chelsea
before turning around and shifting
back into his human form. As he
walked away without another glance
behind, he commanded his beta.
"Chain her up and throw her into the
dungeon.
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