Yes I know I am starting again a new story, when I still have some unfinished one. I know. The thing is this storyline does not leave me alone. So I had to write it down. I did not want to publish it until the other stories are finished but I couldn't help myself. I would like to know what you think about it?

Chapter 1

She stared out at the pouring rain. She didn't really mind when it was raining. It gave her a strange feeling of calm. Well when it was just rain and no thunder and lightning. Those two were no calming at all. Her long fingers were plastered against the window, her skin strangely white against the glass. As her eyes rose from her fingers she stared into the reflection of her own face. Sad blue eyes looked back at her. Blue eyes which were rarely lit up with happiness anymore. Her life was anything but happy. But she got so used to it during the years that the fact didn't make her upset anymore. This was life and she accepted it.

Suddenly the door next to her burst open and a huge male with chocolate brown hair rushed into the room.

"Fucking rain. Makes my fur soaking wet." He said shaking his head. Little droplets of water fell everywhere around him.

She glanced at the man from below her lashes and from the corner of her eyes. Better not make him aware of her presence. As Pete shook his head again in disgust she couldn't help but notice the movement was more wolf than human. He must have just changed from a run… or hunt. He smelled like blood. But then again Pete usually smelled like blood. He was aggressive and dominant. Death and blood his two companion.

Pete let out a low growl as he ran his fingers through his hair and stormed towards the door leading into the living area. He brushed none too gently against her shoulders. She lost her balance upon the impact and had to lean against the window to prevent falling to the floor.

"Watch out, bitch!" Pete spat out.

"Serena." She murmured regretting the moment the word left her mouth. Pete stopped dead in his track.

"What did you just say… bitch?" He glared at her with an evil smirk.

Serena kept her mouth shot, her eyes on the floor in a submissive way. What the hell had gotten into her?

"I thought so." Pete snickered circling her, biting towards her sensitive flesh every now and then. His body language those of a dangerous wolf even in his human form. Pete could never blend in with humans. He was too uncivilized. Too much wolf. Serena tried her best to stay still and show no fear and aggression. It wasn't really hard. She was submissive. Had been in all her life. A plaything for every dominant wolf. They knew she wouldn't fight back.

"You are pretty." Pete grabbed her from behind. One of his arms circled around her shoulders, the other on her stomach, pulling her back against his chest. His mouth touched her earlobe as he talked. "I would enjoy your blonde hair around my pillow. Tangled between my fingers as I take you." To demonstrate what he meant he arched against her.

Serena went very still. She was used to abuse and beating but she could never stomach the thought of sex. Even though her pack was anything but shy about it. There were no mates here, expect the Alpha and his mate. Everyone else was only playing around with each other. It was brutal and most of the time public. Most likely because in the pack everyone was dominant. Except her and another one. So many dominants meant however continuous fights, blood and sex between them and a lot of suffering for the submissive ones.

As Pete licked her ear, Serena gathered all her strength and bite down on his arms. Hard. She was prepared for the angry hiss and the pain that came with her body colliding with the floor. That she was submissive didn't mean she could not fight. But she was not very good in that. And she didn't like it all.

"You little bitch!" Pete roared out but before he could jump on her, the door burst open again. Tanja, one of the female wolves, walked in completely naked. She must have just changed back from her wolf form. Most of the wolves did not care about their nudity after change. Something Serena could never get used to.

Pete's attention focused on the female and he licked his lips. "Tanja." He roared.

The red haired woman raised an eyebrow before a long seductive smile spread on her face. "Pete dear. You have a lucky night, I am in the mood of some game." She purred stepping closer. "But I want to play rough."

Serena closed her eyes not wanting to see any of the ugly acts that she was sure would happen within moments. Now that Pete completely forgot about her she quickly but silently sat up and crawled her way towards the exit. She wouldn't mind the rain, the further away she could get from the house the better.

But before she could reach the door, or before Tanja and Pete could actually start jumping on each other a cold and aggressive voice thundered in their minds.

Prey. In the woods. Everyone come. Now.

The message was clear. An order from their Alpha. Something no wolf in the pack could ignore. Serena tried to stop her body. Tried to disobey but she knew it was fruitless.

"Shame we are called away. But we could continue after our hunt." Pete grinned at Tanja.

Tanja only shrugged and changed into her grey wolf form. That was the last thing Serena saw as her own change took place in that second. It went smoothly like always. The form of the wolf came as a second skin to her. It was nothing more difficult than taking a breath. Easily her body accommodated to the form of a petit silver wolf. Her fur was silver, her four legs white up until the middle of her legs. She stood out in the darkness of the night.

A growl from Pete made her tremble slightly but dutifully in the magic of pack order she followed the two out into the rain and through the forest.

Soon other members of the pack joined them. They were a middle sized pack and most of them Serena feared and disliked. Suddenly a small whine caught her attention. Bran, the other submissive in the pack ran up next to her, his eyes showing discomfort.

Mary and Jacob found a hiker. He whispered into her mind. Jacob and Mary. Their Alpha pair. Do you think they want us to kill him? Bran asked hating the idea of aggression as any submissive did.

Stop chatting, keep running. The male voice drifted into their minds causing the two wolves to glance to the left. Izzy, one of the dominant wolves ran past next to them. He was those few ones; Serena thought was more sane than the rest of the pack. But not sane enough or brave to dare to say no or to challenge their Alpha.

We are not allowed to kill humans for fun. Bran said once Izzy was out of hearing distance. It was a fruitless try. Serena knew that. Jacob or Mary had forced the pack to kill humans for fun before. Even though Bran was right. It was forbidden by the werewolf law. But none dared to report it.

Way too soon they reached the cleaning where the poor hiker was busy building his tent for the night. The wolves circled around the cleaning the human, no more than 25, completely obvious of the fact he was in great danger, singed quietly. He was so young. Someone out in the nature, relaxing. Probably trying to find his peace in the nature far away from civilization.

Serena winced. He will find his peace for sure. And it will last forever. She had no doubt the pack was here for a kill. She knew Jacob and Mary…

The one who kills him, will get to eat him. As a price. Mary's voice echoed in everyone's head earning a cheer from more than a few wolves. Serena and Bran took a step back.

And the ones who can not draw his blood at all, will be punished. Jacob added staring at Serena and Bran across the cleaning. The message was clear.

There was silence for 5 seconds when Jacob finally let out a sign for attack. The howl caught the attention of the human but it was too late. Way too late.

The hunt and game started. Wolves from every direction jumped out and raced towards the panicking human.

Bran whimpered next to Serena and with desperate eyes made a run towards the young man who was already a bloody mess on the ground.

Serena found it difficult to breathe… The blood of innocent everywhere… the panic and fear made the air smell acid.

Bite him. Izzy's voice echoed in her mind. His black eyes buried deep into her across the body laying on the ground. His fangs were beard and blood was dropping from them. The human was not moving and Serena could smell death. It was ugly and disgusting.

Izzy gave an order her. But not because he was mean. Serena knew it was a warning. Odd as it sounded it was for her safety. If she did not draw blood, she will be beaten into unconscious as a punishment at best… worse case… She didn't want to think about it. With a heart bleeding with sorrow and disgust she jogged up to the dead body. Closing her eyes and shutting down her mind she opened her mouth and bit down.

I am so sorry. She thought as the taste of blood filled her mouth and part of her soul just died with the act. As it had done it many times before. It was a wonder she was still sane…

xxxx

She stared at the cell phone in her hand. She was trembling so much she had almost dropped the shiny new thing at least 3 times.

Come on Serena. Do it!

She gulped nervously and dragged a worn piece of paper from her pocket. It had one single row of numbers on it. The number of THE pack. Denvis. A pack everyone feared. A pack which was without doubt the strongest. Their Alpha feared by every other Alphas. With reason. He was more dominant than anyone else. None even liked to say his name. Rumors said he could feel it. It was probably just rumor but none really wanted to test it. The Denvis pack was seen as their superior in a way. They were justice. They cleaned up the mess other wolves created and made sure no human found out about it. And then they punished the ones causing the mess. Punishment usually meant death. They also made sure the laws were kept and honored.

Serena tried to gather her nerves again. She had to do this. She had to report this death. It was one too many. An innocent life. Justice was needed. If someone could do it, it was Denvis. If he was ready to listen of course… If she was brave enough to call the number.

Serena stared at the cell and slowly, one by one she pushed down the numbers. Now just push the button to start the call. Do it! She gulped and lifted the phone to her ear.

It rang once. Twice. It sounded like thunder in her ears.

"Hallo."

The voice was deep and very masculine. Power oozed from it even through the phone. Serena winced. In her experience the more dominant a wolf was the more painful he was going to punish her.

"Hi. I… I am calling to report a crime." She said her voice quiet but at least it was not trembling.

"What kind of crime?" The voice asked from the other side. It sounded calm and emotionless.

"I…" Before she continued she sucked in a breath. Was she calling the right number? How stupid of her! The male on the other side was definitely werewolf, but was he the right one?

"Woman… what kind of crime?" The voice started to lose its patience.

"Am I talking with Denvis?" Serena asked quietly.

"You called Denvis, what else would you expect?" Serena could imagine the owner of the voice rolling his eyes.

"I… is it the Alpha? I would like to report this directly to him." She murmured. It was probably the best to do so. There was a heavy silence for a moment on the other end. She could hear absolutely nothing. For a moment she panicked. Was it the Alpha she was talking to? Maybe she offended him and now he was going to kill her without giving justice to the poor humans… Without…

"Crime."

Serena almost dropped the phone. The new voice in the phone was so dark, so low it caused her lungs to shut down with… with what exactly? He only said one word. No greetings just that single word and she lost the ability to speak.

"You are wasting my time here. I hate time wasting." The voice growled into the phone and Serena sucked some needed air into her lungs. If she thought the first male was powerful then this was power itself. So rich and so strong it burned through the phone, through her arms and made her body freeze.

"I am sorry. I need to report a crime." Serena trembled through the words. There was silence on the other side.

"I have heard that before." The voice said. It singed the same power as before but there was a strange kind of… curiosity maybe?

"There was a hunt." Serena said her heart pounding in her throat. She heard that the Alpha on the phone leaned back into a chair. It cracked a bit under his weight. Yay for super sensitive werewolf-ears.

"Hunting is no crime." He sounded nonchalant but the anger from the first second seemed to lessen into… focused attention maybe? Serena shook her head. This was a bad idea. His power pulsed through the phone and she could not think clearly. Hunting was the wrong word…

"I am sorry, I changed my mind. Can I talk maybe with the other male?" She was making no sense. She had planned to call in and ask for help. Instead she was acting all out, like a stupid crazy bitch.

"No."

The answer was immediate and determined causing her to blink taken aback.

"If you called to report a hunting, you are seriously pissing me off." The voice thundered through the phone.

"No.. yes… I mean… There was a crime. A human was killed." Serena rushed out.

"Killed how?" The deadly edge in his voice was back and she shirked back. She could feel his full attention on her.

"By a… pack. In the forest of Hill." Serena said. There. That was all she planned to say. The rest the Denvis could sort out. They could go, investigate. Find out the several missing and death of humans nearby and bring justice with them.

"Which pack?" He demanded from the other side. He stood up. The seat he was sitting on let out a soft crack.

"The… the Murdoks." Serena whispered unable to deny the answer.

"Jacob." Denvis said surprising her that he knew the Alpha immediately. "Are you part of the pack?" He asked.

Serena's heart beat wildly. She didn't plan to have such a conversation. She just wanted to report…

"You are." He said when she didn't answer immediately. "You are not safe. If your Alpha finds out you contacted us he is going to kill you." He said matter of factly.

"He won't. I just bought the cell to call you. I will toss it away right after this call." Serena said her grip tightening on the phone. She had known what she was doing was dangerous but it was a completely other thing hearing it out loud.

"Could any of the others hear you?"

"No. I am in the city still." She said staring at the bright 0-24 sign of the small electric shop.

"Can you stay there for a few more hours?" He asked. It sounded more like a demand.

"No. They will notice." She murmured. Actually she was running out of time. She had to head back if she wanted to avoid questions.

"Were you involved in the hunt?" Serena pulled the phone away from her ear and stared at it. Exactly the question she wanted to avoid. That is why she only wanted to report in and put down the phone. She was involved. She bit down… She was guilty…

"Were you involved?" The question came again. Denvis was justice itself. She was dead.

"Everyone was. Pack order." Serena said finally and felt like strangling herself. Why the hell did she answer?! She should just hang up. But deep down she knew it was no use. She signed her own death sentence the moment she called.

"How many are in the pack?" The voice was cold.

"16." Serena gulped. "But not all wanted to do that! There is another submissive! He is young, he didn't want to hurt the human either!"

"16 wolves and only two submissive?" Serena didn't even ask how he knew she was also submissive. "Toss the cell away and go back to the pack. We will investigate this case immediately." Denvis said.

Serena nodded though she knew he could not see it. This was it. Denvis and his wolves will be coming. They will get there by the morning and they will bring justice with them. They will be all dead. She won't see another afternoon. Maybe Bran. If Denvis cared to listen maybe he won't kill him.

"Female." His voice caught her attention. She thought they were done. "Stay alive." The line went dead.

Stay alive? Serena stared at the cell like it was an alien. It was still pulsing with the power coming from the Alpha she had been just talking with. He ordered her to stay alive?

Serena let out a crazy little laugh. As if he could simply order such thing. Stay alive for what? So he and his wolves could kill her? Even if he was considering to reward her for reporting in and let her live, when the Denvis arrived there will be a fight. A fight she wasn't sure she could survive.