The pack… by ishotsherlock.
Disclaimer: No humans or werewolves were harmed during the writing of this story, lol.
Chapter ONE part 2
Sara sidle woke up to find herself laying on the floor, she had no idea how she had got there, she only felt pain in her arm and neck, but put that down to sleeping on the floor still in her running clothes. She looked up as her phone started ringing again, which was the reason she had woke in the first place. Getting up she grabbed her phone as she made her way to her bedroom "This is Sara, and this better be important." she answered then stopped as the voice of her boss came out of the speaker.
"Sara, is that anyway to speak to your superior, especially if you want to make CSI level two, now this is important so get your butt out of bed and into the shower I'll be there in twenty minutes, we've found another one."
Sara nodded to the phone, even though her boss couldn't see her and replied "Yes sir, I will be outside when you get here." then flipping her phone off and throwing it onto the bed she had a quick shower and changed. She got to the front door of her building a few moments before her boss's car turned the corner.
It was a short trip from her apartment to the apartment of the victim, which was only a few buildings down from her own, she followed her boss up the stairs to the victims apartment and looked in the door. The victim was a female, young with long dark hair, and light blue running clothes, similar to what she had been wearing last night. She looked at the woman's throat, which was a mess, then looked at her boss "How many does this make."
"This young lady is the fifteenth victim in two days, but this one seems to be more violent than the others." her boss said as he turned and walked over to the waiting policeman. Sara pulled her latex gloves on and began her examination of the room and body. Half an hour later her boss entered the room "A few homeless people across the street said they briefly saw a bloody great big dog or wolf leaving the building a few hours ago, it disappeared into the park at the end of the street."
Sara looked up at him then held up a clear evidence bag "Then this is probably going to come back as canine fur, not human hair." they continued collecting the minimal evidence into the afternoon, and once they were both satisfied that nothing else could be found in the small apartment they packed up and headed for the lab.
The sun was just setting when Sara slammed the door behind her as she entered her apartment, she was extremely annoyed at the FBI agents who had just dismissed her from her case. They had shown up just as she was logging in the evidence for the throat ripper case, as they called it, then gathered all of the CSI's involved in the case and told them, in no uncertain words, that the FBI was taking over the case as it was getting too high profile for the CSI's to handle, and that wimp of a boss of hers had let them. She threw her bag across the room and watched as it nearly hit the lamp on the coffee table as it rebounded off her couch. She stormed into her bedroom, stripping her clothes off as she went, then grabbed her running gear and changed into it. On her way out of the door she grabbed her MP3 player, cranking it up to the highest sound level, as she jogged down the stairs and out of her building, then without thought she headed for the park at the end of the street.
She had been jogging around the park for a few hours, and felt considerably calmer now that she had worn off all of the anger at the FBI agents. She slowed her pace and stopped as she came to the entrance of the park and glimpsed what she thought was a big dog sitting in the middle of the path as she caught her breath, as she took the earpieces from her ears she remembered the report from the homeless men that they had seen a big dog leaving the woman's apartment this morning. She looked around for the animals owner, maybe he was one of the joggers that had past her earlier. She looked back at the large animal, it did seem to look more like a large wolf to her, as she was looking the animal stood up and walked a few steps towards her and seemed to be looking at her from head to toe, then turned and walked slowly into the dense trees.
Sara realised at that moment that her heart was racing, so took a few moments to slow the rapid thumping into a more normal beat, she had just started to walk towards the gates when the dog reappeared closer than before and in between her and the gates, this time she got a good look at it, it had pale blue/silvery eyes, light silver fur and a lot of sharp looking teeth.
"Good doggy… nice doggy." she gently said as it slowly began to walk towards her, lowering it's head as it started to growl. Sara backed up as the dog came closer, it started to pick up speed making Sara walk backwards faster, she knew if she kept this up then she was going to trip over something. The dog moved to her right making her veer to the left and into the trees, she turned and began to run but found it difficult as the tree branches snagged hold of her clothes and hair, a few of them even scraped her arms, legs and face leaving small bloody streaks in their wake, she looked behind her trying to see where the dog was and got a shock when she saw it was right behind her and looked to be laughing at her.
Her foot caught on a root and sent her tumbling to the ground, landing on her hands first then her stomach, she felt something snap in her right arm as she landed, and let out a scream. The dog came up beside her and put a large paw in the middle of her back, holding her down as she tried to crawl away, and began growling as it leaned its head down close to her ear.
Sara stopped moving and lay still as the dog sniffed her head, then with a strong nudge to her side it rolled her over onto her back, she looked up just as the dog leaned down and clamped its jaws around her throat slowly and gently biting down.
The dog lay on the woman as she struggled to get free, trapping her arms and upper legs beneath its strong body, it could sense that the woman was getting weaker as its weight and jaws stopped her from breathing. Just after she had passed into unconsciousness the dog let her go and stood, getting off her body so that she could start to breath again, then after taking another look at the woman he sunk his teeth deep into her shoulder making sure that his saliva entered the wounds, and just to make sure he eased his grip and let some saliva enter the wound then sunk his teeth back in, enjoying the squelch and crunching sounds as he bit down. When he thought enough saliva had been mixed with the woman's blood he released her and began cleaning the wound, he could see the telltale signs that the blending was taking place, the woman's breathing had increased and around the wound the veins, that were visible, had started to turn black in a spider web effect as his saliva invaded her blood stream, he knew this blending was going to take most of the night, so he sat and got comfy as he watched his future mate and alpha female, go through the pain of the blending.
Even though she was barely conscious Sara could feel the changes as they happened, her shoulder was on fire and it was spreading to her chest and down her broken arm, she could feel the break healing itself as the fire took over her brain then spread to the rest of her body. She began to shake from head to toe as the noises around her got too loud to hear, the smells became over powering and a blinding light shot through her partially opened eyes, causing them to slam closed. Sara turned onto her side and folded herself into a foetal position trying in vain to get away from the pain in her body. She began to wish she was dead as the pain increased and for the next few hours Sara thought she had entered hell.
Slowly it began to subside and the shaking lessened to tremors occasionally running through her body. She uncurled from the foetal position and lay on her back looking up at the foliage of the trees far above her, she could hear the movement of small creatures as they rushed through the undergrowth around her and the panting of the big dog as it lay next to her, she began to feel woozy so turned onto her left side as she vomited. Once she had finished she got slowly to her feet and looked around, the dog started to move away from her but kept looking over its shoulder, so she followed it. It led her back to her apartment, and for some unknown reason she knew she had to get there before the sun had begun its ascent to banish the darkness of the night.
When the woman was in her apartment the dog turned and left heading back to the park, where he would sleep until his own transformation back into his human form, then he would wait for the darkness to bring him forward again.
TO BE CONTINUED.
