The Meeting
1954 Words
::Sarah's POV::
Jen's spirit had awaken. She was in full control and was happy to be set free once again. Unlike regular shifting a hunt is more of the wolf in control and the human being in its shoes. I am now her conscience, she is now my host.
''Master'' Jen corrected.
No. Not even.
Anyways... shifting is when both beings share one body (the wolf's). A hunt is when the host's body is left behind while the spirit of the wolf extracts itself for a limited time and takes the host's conscience with it. If someone were to catch the wolf's presence then they could end the hunt and return back to where the physical body is at. However, this drains a heaping amount of energy from both parties and must be done so carefully.
I felt Jen bend forward and allowed her to do that cute downward doggy stretch. She ruffled her fur with a grin on her face.
''Feels nice to be free.'' she smiled.
Well we aren't here to do just anything let's go! We must find out what's happening at the meeting! I urged.
Jen nodded and quietly leaped out the opened window I had set for her. She gently landed on the soft grass in succession. She looked around and saw no one nearby so she began to carefully pad along.
Don't mess this up!
''If anything you're the only one who messes things up!'' she retorted, but continued on.
Erm... was she right? Didn't matter. We had a mission to complete.
We made it to the exit of the territory, she sniffed the black pavement and whiffed the scent of rubber tires as her paw caught its fresh temperature. This would be easy to track since it is still fairly fresh, and yes, it definitely was the same car that Drake left in. His over powering chopped wood scent was stronger than any scent around!
''Ah... le chopped wood.'' My wolf couldn't help but indulged in some kind of weird high.
But she was right, although the smell of my mate may seem a bit odd, it was a euphoria for smelling certain things you liked that others probably (even secretly) liked too. Like the smell of a fresh brand new shoe box. Odd, but addicting.
We gotta go Jen, let's get a better whiff and sight at the meeting!
Jen positioned herself and began to tense her feet into the ground. With a strong thrust in her hind feet we were off!
We were zooming! Jen's spirit sped along the road's pavement. The wind intertwined and flown through her fur, her paws padded in quick strodes. Her eyes determined and spirit at its peak.
The forest that enclosed at the sides of the road were whispering to us. Nature had its way of communicating, but today we could barely make out what they were saying. There were a lot of controversies within the trees.
''Go! Be with him,'' an anonymous voice cheered.
''Beware! You mustn't!'' another echoed.
We decided to mute out the negative comments and continue on with our hunt.
''I'm coming Drake wait for me!''
The scent of the tires became more apparent and the tracks were now warmer, fresher. Before we knew it we were at a massive gate, coated with some gold paint. It can't be real gold right? That would be too obnoxious.
''But it is.'' Jen sniffed at it.
We heard a couple of footsteps approaching and we quickly dashed into a nearby brush. The guard was performing his routine duties and soon entered the boxed station.
How are we going to get inside? I asked.
Jen's vision eyes at the guard who only just got comfortable, he's not going to budge anytime soon. She looked at the height of the walls, they had to be about 100 feet! Too high for our leap.
''Dammit,'' Jen cursed.
Before we could ponder a truck was approaching. It smelled of cabbages and other fresh vegetables in the rear bed. It also had a canvas protecting the products.
''Looks like we are in luck.'' Jen quietly stalked the truck and made a swift leap into the back carriage. She began to settle herself, although not the most comfy thing she had preferred she managed to squeeze in between a few vegetables.
''Ugghhh!! Garlic!!'' she hid her nose from the pungent smell.
What you talking about? I love garlic! I detested.
''There's so many things about you that I will never understand.''
We heard the truck coming to a halt, we must be at the front gates. The guard had a stereotypical husky voice asking for identification and purpose of visit, all that crap.
''Can I check the goods?'' we heard him say.
My heart began to panic, s**t, if he caught us it would be over! We would have done this for nothing! Jen's breathing became a bit heavy as well.
We heard the drivers door open and the owner gladly agreed to show his proud hard work. Jen slithered and wiggled her body and made for an exit at the side of the truck. It was held down pretty good, but she stumbled on some rolling carrots! s**t! Jen kicked and hurried. The tarp was being lifted and we gave it one last push. We quietly made it on the other side of the truck.
''Ahh! These are really nice!'' The guard congratulated.
There was no time to waste, we looked around and saw no one. Strange, we were in the entrance of the kingdom, yet not a soul to be seen.
''Works for me.'' Jen sped off.
They must be witnessing the meeting. I sulked hoping we weren't too late.
The entrance into the castle wasn't a hassle, which seemed too easy! We sniffed the scent of the air and caught different aromas all at once. But there was one clear one we did catch. Drake's. My heart fluttered and Jen followed it.
We were in some sort of Colosseum. A round base with a round audience bench. We peered around and scanned the area.
All of a sudden Jen started panting and digging into the ground?
What are you doing? I hissed, you're gonna get us caught!
''I dunno! I just had the urge to!'' She kept at it and soon her panting dropped her tongue.
Ewww you're drooling! I said disgustingly.
''Something's not right!'' she finally stopped.
That was totally random. And really risky! I know she felt me glaring at her.
''All hail the King of Alphas, the majesty King Aaron!'' the squire announced.
In unison everyone in the audience stood up and bowed. As if they were robots!
''You may be seated.'' We heard a grim and bored reply.
Our attention shifted to a man, our fur bristled, and my skin began to form goosebumps. Before us, was the king of alphas! His intense pressure lingered through out the air, it was as if order and obedience was reigning today's occasion. We didn't like the aura at all!
The king had a long thick beard, grey from all his years of experience, with an evil grin that wrinkled around his mouth. His eyes blood shot red as if he knew no rest, with dark piercing icy blue eyes. His forehead bore the wars of frowns and his no emotions revealed his utter boredom. Despite his age, he seemed so confident, he had to be at least 70!
''The King has summoned all alpha bloodline here today to witness the call upon Drake, the alpha leader of the Crimson Red Pack. May the king begin his words.'' the squire bowed at the crowd and then backed off.
''Last year must have been interesting on your part Mr.Drake.'' he looked unimpressed.
We had to look dead right center in the stage and witnessed our love. In shackles! The thick heavy chains gripped around his ankles, his arms binded to the ground, and one that nearly choked him around his neck.
Drake! I could barely stop myself from screaming.
''Be quiet Sarah! If you can't control yourself our cover will be blowned!'' Jen hushed me.
I couldn't believe it! What kind of meeting was this!? I knew it was to be intense but not this brutal!
''A little birdie has informed me that you have found your mate.'' the king continued.
''I-''
''However,'' he cut off Drake's sentence, ''This mate of yours happens not to be of alpha bloodline heritage am I correct?''
He stayed silent.
''ANSWER ME WHEN YOU ARE TOLD TO!'' he bellowed.
The roar echoed through out the stadium. The citizens shut their ears as much as they could, but their pained expressions shown they had not succeeded blocking out all of his voice. It was incredible! Loud, and piercing filled with hatred and unforgiveness.
''I can't say...'' he dragged on from his receiving punishment.
''I'm unamused,'' he went back to being monotone, ''To think one of my best alpha leaders could succumb to such a trivial matter. There are so many better she wolves qualified compared to this so called mate of yours.''
''That includes me.'' the tone of Megan made its appearance beside the king.
I felt my rage building up, how did I not sense Megan's presence. If anything I outta just break her neck!
''We got to hold on for a while longer remember why we are here!'' Jen also pricked her fur regretting her words.
''Ah! Yes,'' King Aaron gestured Megan to come to him, ''This gal right here is a true prize. Full on alpha bloodline heritage, extremely beautiful, and unmated.''
''Pfffttt,'' we heard Drake scoff at that remark, ''Unmated? I can smell her worn out p***y from a mile away.''
The audience were shocked at his remarks, but still stayed silent. The king raised an eyebrow as if questioning him to a challenge. Drake's jokes subsided and he looked down at the ground.
''You're talking about me? Your mate wasn't even pure when you finally bit into that b***h's neck.'' Megan retorted.
The flashbacks of that cruel unknown man, brutally entering me against my will. I was helpless, weak, and vulnerable. It wasn't my choice nor was it my fault! Jen's spirit began to grow uneasy and static began to form.
''Sarah stop!'' Jen warned.
I f*****g hate her! It was her fault that it all happened that way! I angrily gritted my teeth.
''That wasn't her fault, that was YOURS!'' Drake spat back, ''I will never fancy you! Or anyone else but her.''
His words proudly echoed through out the area, but the crowd was not swayed. The look on their expressions said ''No, you shouldn't have said that!''. But Drake paid no mind to them he just targeted Megan with the most hatred filled glare, ''You're the one who got her defiled! I will never forgive that. Whether you are a virgin or not you sure will die as one if you still pursue after me!''
''I do not condone this type of behavior towards this she wolf.'' he grinned at Megan, ''She has always been reliable on her intel on certain things.''
Was he the one who sent them for me? Was he trying to stop Drake and I from falling in love? Was it all part of his plan?!
''It does not matter,'' the King pounded his fist onto the end table by his throne, ''You cannot wed an Omega! And because you blatantly disobeyed the law... You will receive your punishment.''
Everyone's eyes opened up a bit wider, the only emotion they have shown so far, fear.
''Memory Suppression. We will force you to forget about this mutt soul mate of yours. Take him away!''
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