I could still feel the heat from the explosion, I could hear my family screaming in pain as the fire swallowed our house. I remember running into the house, trying to get people out, but I was too late. I walked through the house, I saw my brother, my sisters, my father and mother all pinned under the crumbling house. My mother was still alive, barely, everyone else was dead and burning.
"Mum!" I ran to her side, tears streaming down my face as I tried to pull her out from under the burning beam pinning her down.
"Jasper. Baby I need you to listen to me. You need to leave me and run. It's too late for me, but you can still make it, you need to run as fast as you can, before the hunters come in. Run baby, run like the wolf you are, run for your life. You will find others, but you have to leave now!" My mum choked out, the smoke was choking her, but she kept pushing me away. "Follow your instincts baby, they will lead you to him."
"Him? Who's him?" I was shaking my mum, trying to get her to talk, she just smiled, squeezing my hand before she went limp. "Mum? Mum! MUM! Mum, wake up!" I was screaming frantically, tears streaming down my face. Eventually my wolf took over, forcing me to leave my family there, forcing me to run as fast and hard as I could. It felt like if I could run fast enough, then this wouldn't be able to hurt me.
Everything blurred together as I ran, I didn't know where I was going, or how long I had been running, all I knew was that there was something pulling me. I ran with everything I had, all the hurt and pain inside me. I slowed down, exhaustion wearing on me, only then did I feel the chill of the February air. I saw a house sitting nestled in the middle of the forest. I instinctively went to it but stopped short as I saw the charred wood, caved in roof and scorch marks. I sighed and went in, I was too tired to do anything else. I did I quick browse around, making sure there was no immediate threat there. I found nothing other than an alluring scent that was around, it was a few days since the owner of the scent had been here. I went up the main set of stairs, dragging my hand over the banister and imagined what this place would have looked like before the fire.
I found a room that had a makeshift bed on the floor, the scent was stronger in here, it was calming to me, soothing almost. I went and laid down on the bed and the scent washed over me, lulling me to sleep almost instantly.