A wolf in teachers clothing.

Fear and understanding

(Axel's POV)

    Pain, scorching pain jolts me out of sleep, my eyes fly open and stare up in to the cobalt eyes of a white wolf standing over me teeth bared and claws digging deep in to my chest. Reaching up I press against the animals chest and shove throwing it off of me its claws taking large chunks of my chest with it. Panicking I look to the left to make sure Alexander and Freya are safe, sure enough Alexander was there snoring lightly not even realizing what was going on and next to him there is an empty spot where Freya once slept.  I turn my head back to the growling blood stained ball of fur.

    "Freya baby calm down please its ok." I said raising my hands up trying to show her that she doesn't have a reason to attack me. -That's not going to help jack ass, right now Freya is not there- My wolf said sounding a little awe struck before letting out an approving purr. Taking a split second to think about it I shift letting my wolf take over. My 

dark grey fur a stark contrast to her all white fur. I step up to her and nudge her with my muzzle making her snap at me one of her paws reaching out and raking her claws down the length of my muzzle. Shaking my head trying to clear my mind from the pain. Using my shoulders and my body I roll her on to her back and nuzzle into her chest. Listening to her growl angerly made me chuckle internally. Eventually she stops fighting me and relaxes,  I watch the blue eyes of her wolf become more focused and alert as she lets out a soft whine. Stepping off of her I shift back pulling on a pair of shorts real fast. 

    "Are you alright?" I ask her as she sits up shaking her fur out, she lets out a soft whine coming forward to lick my wounds. "Freya I'm ok really." I say running my hand threw her fur I pick up a shirt and hand it to her. "Do you mind shifting back so we can talk?" I ask she nods taking my shirt from me  and heading to the bathroom closing the door behind her. A few moments later she returns wearing my shirt, I caught my breath looking at her in just my shirt made my heart leap she is the most beautiful creature I have ever laid my eyes on.

    "I-I'm sorry Axel." She says tears sparkling in her eyes. 

    "Freya I appreciate the apology but its not necessary.  I saw your wolf's eyes..."

    "Storm."  Freya interrupts me shyly. " H-her name is storm." I smile at her for correcting me.

    "Well anyway..." I continue "I saw storms eyes you were no where in them. Something happened in your sleep that caused a fight of flight reaction and storm fought I don't mind getting hurt because your wolf was trying to protect you.  For most people they would just wake up but Freya.." I say taking two fingers and lifting her face so her eyes meet mine. "Your a white wolf do you know what that means?" I ask running my fingers threw her soft brown hair as she tries to advert her eyes again.

    "It means trouble for every one around me." Freya growls out. I look at her confused.

    "No not at all, the white wolf spirit is harder to control its more animalistic than most but the legends say that they bring about the most positive change..."

    "Positive change ? You have to be f*****g kidding me." Freya  yelled at me "When I first shifted my alpha had high hopes just like you do but my father had other ideas. He wanted power and so he took me away from my pack and killed anyone who came looking for me and soon people stopped looking for me they stopped caring about what happened to me. So I'm sorry if I don't see this whole white wolf thing as being a blessing." She says her voice harsh and her hands shaking. I watch as she struggles with the anger, hurt, and betrayal that was coursing threw her body and I just wanted to take all her pain away.

    "Come with me." I say as I stand holding out my hand to her. "I don't think I'm explaining it right but I want to show you something that helped me." She grabs my hand and I pull her to her feet leading her out the bedroom door and down the hall to the study. Leading her to the couch I pulled out a large leather bound book. Some of the pages are yellowing from the number of hands that had touched them over the years. I brought it over to Freya and laid it open in her lap. Opening it to the first page I smile at her.

    "This is a regaling of all the white wolves that have ever been known starting with the original Luna, the moon spirit she crated all of us and ever cense then  each and every white wolf has done something great." I watch as Freya stops listening to me and starts reading her eyes lighting up at parts and frowning at others it was cute to watch her so focused it made me wonder how Alexander ever got any work done with her in class. 

    -I heard that- I hear him scoff threw our mind link. -So your showing her that old thing- He said it half as a statement and half as a question.

    -Yes she needs this Alexander- I responded as I go to sit at my desk content to wait till she was done reading. Hours pass with her asking some questions about something she just read but over all it remained quiet. Alexander had come in in the middle of her reading sitting on the couch pulling her feet on to his lap. 

    "Is something wrong?" I heard Alexander ask Freya. Looking up from my paper work I noticed a confused look on her face.

    "I don't understand this term" She says pointing at a page that's a little more than half way threw the book. "Its talking about how most white wolves have a mate that is twin souled what dose that mean?" She asked looking up wide eyed.

    "Well the twin souled are wolves like us." I say pointing between myself and Alexander. "Didn't you think it odd that you would feel the mate pull from both myself and my brother?" She nods her head listening intently. "Well its because we are two bodies with one soul, its part of the reason why twins can feel each others pain. It is also why we feel the mate bond with each other too. Its sort of like a narcissistic self love kind of a thing but its more romantic than most would think." I said explaining our situation to her. She gave a couple of nods and looks at me. 

    "Thank you for all this history of what past white wolves have done but how am I supposed to translate that in to my life?" She asked her brow furrowed. 

    "Well before a white wolf spirit is revealed there is a prophecy made by the last white wolf the wolf before you brought a peace to the wolves and the wolf hunters and her prophecy was that you would unite all the packs under one banner." I watch as her face turns into one of shock and I sit back letting it all sink in.