The Silent Moon

Did she just enter more trouble?

As she ran, her wolf tried its best possible to make sure it ran as fast as it could.

She, too, didn't want to be caught in this madness.

Nathalia ran into the forest, the wind making 'wooshing' sounds to her ears and she heard nothing, just using her hands, smell and eyes to get the heck out of there.

She was free. After 144 months, she was finally free.

The smell of the forest and grasses felt like a dream she had always dreamed of but had never had.

She could feel her wolf become even stronger than she had ever imagined.

Whilst back at the rogue pack she always felt her wolf would leave her because what adventure was she having with it?

But now she understood, it was there to keep her steady and to make sure she made it out of this place gloriously.

It was her safe refuge. She didn't even feel a pinch or pain.

As she whipped past trees, she could feel her wolf patting her back and making her believe they were now a free wolf.

Her human self became tired as she tried to rest, but as she stood to get herself, her wolf took place as she began to shift.

The ragged clothes she wore tore, and before she could make a muffled sound her wolf engulfed her entire body completely.

It was the first time she was changing completely into her white wolf her bones crackling, and the pain she felt Nathalia screamed.

The pains she felt, but she hoped it would become usual, and she wouldn't feel this bad the next time she changed.

Her white wolf let out its first growl, showing it was happy. She felt lighter, and she began to run fast, making sure she was able to hide her scent.

It felt nice being in her wolf's body.

Five years back, she had tried to shift in her tiny room and when the guards saw it they went ahead to tell their leader and, having heard she had a white wolf, they had banned her from ever shifting, else she wanted to be sent deep down into the ground.

She had made up her own sign language for some of the words they said to understand when they insulted her, but it was difficult as they didn't always say much she could hear and all she could do was hope she could get some hearing material so she would be able to understand what anyone said beside her.

Not knowing where she was going but having the urge to safety was all she had in mind.

When she had wanted to change in that tiny room she was beaten with no mercy and her wolf, in order to protect her had disappeared but only returned when just both of them were there.

Running for what could be assumed to be an hour or so, when she looked around she still got the scent of the Rogues.

It felt like their land was quite big, and she just hated the fact that she could not feel she was out of their pack.

It seemed they had hidden themselves in a far spot where werewolves could not find them because she had been running, but yet not even a wolf scent had she gotten to beg for help or anything.

Then she began to wonder.

Was it right that she had run out of the rogue pack? Maybe that was where she had to be. Maybe she should go back because all of this running had taken her nowhere, as she had not gotten anywhere beautiful but still in the rogue land.

"No!! Nathie, we are almost close", her wolf said .

It was the first time her wolf had even spoken since she was in the rogue pack.

It always just came around to pamper her when she had been treated badly and then leave when it notices one of the ugly rogues coming.

Running even more, she finally realized she couldn't have the scent of the rogues, which meant she was out of possible danger from them.

But she kept running because the leader of the rogue pack if he got to catch her, only the goddess knew what he was going to do to her.

That evil man Theirry.

She was tired. She had been running for what seemed to be hours, and she just couldn't continue even though her wolf was tired.

Her wolf sense had somehow become weaker from being locked in that tiny cell.

The only thing her wolf could do was run faster and perceive scents than she could perceive.

Now she began to perceive the scent of others not werewolves or rogues, but some other kind of people.

She slowed down in order to catch her breath and as she did this from her peripheral vision she could sense something had made a pass by her side.

And whatever it was, it was superfast, even a scent she didn't catch.

It went as it came, superfast.

But then she struggled to sniff and there it was a wolf. It had passed and made sure to hide its scent.

Oh damn it!

Immediately, she begins to fear what if this wolf kidnap her, and then she has to go through all she has been through for the past years at Derrick’s crazy rogue pack.

As she tried to run, she went face to face with the wolf that had passed, but in fear and panic and more like confusion, Natalia ran back behind the tree she had been standing in and tried to see the wolf when their eyes met, and he gave her some sort of funny look.

Now she knew she was in a wolf's territory and the wolves that had passed by her were actually three. They were all super talk and could have a height of 6'1. They had absolutely beautiful sculptured bodies and, for some reason, Nathalia was sad at the fact that she could not hear what they were saying.

But they were talking and looking at her.

After what seemed to be thirty seconds, they turned to look at her as she had stood there not shaking, just looking at them as though she wasn't hearing what they were saying.

But indeed she was deaf.

Watching their lips, she tried to understand whatever it was that they were saying, but it was somehow difficult.

The three men standing before her from how they communicated she could see that one was the Alpha, the other the Beta and the last man should be a servant who was being trained or something from the way they sent him, or maybe it was just her mind making up those scenarios.

The Alpha turned to look at her and somehow her wolf blushed more like she was trying to flirt with her own wolf.

She felt a connection to the man, a very strong connection.

His eyes turned dark, and she could know that he was a scary Alpha. Maybe one of those Alphas who was scary but he was fine body-wise, and out of the three of them, he held some sort of strong authority that charmed her heart, but she was scared still.

For a minute, his wolf speed was seen as he got behind a tree and came back dressed in all white.

A short and white T-shirt. He was talking to her, but she wasn't answering because all she could hear was 'swoosh, swoosh' nothing reasonable.

She continued to marvel at his beautiful body, just hoping she could lay her hands on him and feel some warmth.

I'm her deep thought she could only realize that the man was now making fast strides towards.

Screw!

She had been banged by his beautiful so much so that she forgot he could walk close to her.

All of a sudden, he was beside her, and she screamed and jumped up when his hands touched her and, before she could say anything, she changed from her wolf to nakedness.

Ashamed and wondering what he had just told his Beta, she used her hand to cover her breast and v****a.

Quickly he took off his shirt and, wincing, she thought he was about hitting her or hurting her or just something painful, but he covered her body and that gesture alone shocked her.

Why didn't he hit or hurt me? She asked herself inwardly.

Giving her a sad look as she starred at him, why on earth was he looking at her sadly?

But then she looked down at herself and there she found it. The bruises, the wounds, the scars were still on her body. She was not beautifully build as one would call it.

He was feeling bad! But why would he feel bad for her? Goddess, if he had any sense by now or like other rogues or scary Alpha's, he should have killed her by now for trespassing in his territory, but he was being good and a gentleman.

As she was deep in thoughts, his hands raised to touch her face and body.

Heat raced through her entire body, and she began to scream as she felt he was going to hit her.

He wasn't like her. He wanted to hit him and with that she collapsed to his feet crying, having a panic attack as she shivered and she collapsed.

But the last thing she saw in his face was worry and her eyes closed.