Chapter 2:

"He was fast. We could see his thoughts, and almost feel his adrenaline. It was like we were tied to him, or rather he was tied to us." Jacob explained to the counsel.

The counsel was sitting in Billy's living room, along with Jacob and Sam, the only wolves from the pack, the leader and the second-in-command.

Sam was twenty one years old, and Jacob was eighteen years old. But by the looks of it, it seemed that both the men could've been the same age, both were tall and muscular. They could probably lift a sofa with ease, but that would be true only if they were human. As wolves, Jacob's and Sam's strength were beyond normal comprehension. They could probably shot put a car, and any damage they could receive from that would heal within seconds.

"Wait so the wolf you saw could not hear your thoughts? Are you sure it wasn't an actual wolf?"

"No he wasn't. Even he was just a really big wolf, no wolf can move at his speed. He was faster than us, than Leah even." Sam announced.

"And he somehow got across the gap by the time we reached the edge." Jacob added.

"Hmm. Well then that means he is a candidate to join your pack Sam. See any straggler wolf has a chance to join, however normally you shouldn't be able to hear them until they pledged their loyalty to the leader. Strange that this is not the case with this wolf… is it possible that he is dangerous to the people here?" A counsel member asked.

"Perhaps, he was heading towards our area, and the town." Jacob answered.

"Is that why we're able to pear into his thoughts?" Sam questioned.

"Maybe. Whatever the case may be, you should go find him and deal with him. The wolf could be dangerous, or simply confused and scared. If that is the case, you'll have to force him to be part of your pack." Billy said, addressing Sam.

"Of course, if it is absolutely necessary, I will not fail to do so." Sam declared.

"If force is necessary, then you must do it properly. Sam, your mark on him is sufficient." Another counsel member explained.

"Very well." Sam said. "Then we will look for him in the night, which is probably the time he'll feel the safest, when he's safely hidden in the shadows."

With that Jacob and Sam left to get some rest, then rejoin the pack.

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Morning arrived far too quickly, yet that didn't stop me from sleeping till mid-afternoon. If it were not for the hunger, I would've submitted myself to further slumber, yet again, the inevitable caught up with me.

I shook out my silver fur and started my hunt.

I scavenged around for a few minutes before I came across two deer, which I effectively killed and devoured. But then I realized, it was dusk, and time for me to make my journey south. Also, I wasn't going to fly over. Even if I could remain a hawk for a long period of time, I still wouldn't. I wanted to face those wolves and win, even though it was unlikely that I would. Nevertheless, something was telling me to go; face my only threat. 'And I will.'

By the time the woods had turned dark, I was on the other side. This time I listened for howls, and sniffed for a scent.

'Hmm, I must be clear. Perhaps I have even less to worry about than I presumed.' I thought consciously again.

I continued my path southwest stopping every so often to check the area. Running was not needed at the moment, 'it'd only attract attention,' I presumed. Only, I knew that at the time, I was too much at ease. The wolves had to be around here somewhere.

'Wait, why am I looking for them? That would be dangerous… but fun.'

As if I'd wished for that thought to come true, it did. I sensed something, or things moving at a great speed towards me. I turned at turned trying to find a hole in their line, but there was none. They'd come up unexpectedly and swiftly. Within seconds I was surrounded, and this time I would be forced to fight. The whispering in my head had suddenly grew very distracting, yet I didn't have time to bother with them.

A black wolf, the largest of the pack barked at me. Clearly he was the strongest and most likely the leader. I growled back in return, pushing his temper, and it worked. The black wolf growled fiercely, and the russet brown one joined him.

Out of no where a wolf on my left side attacked me, and I rolled him over to throw him off my back. I growled more fiercely this time and jumped on him, aiming for his neck.

Unfortunately, before I knew it, two more wolves had taken me on. They took turns biting at me, and attempting to pull me down. Finally I overtook them and swiped them straight in the muzzle. In pain, they retreated, only to make room for the black wolf.

Fear rose in my mind as I realized that I probably would not survive this match, nevertheless, I would fight. He jumped straight at me, as I jumped up, attempting to counter his strike. Only he was much stronger me, and what I didn't count on was the russet brown wolf coming at me from my unprotected side, taking me down by my neck. I was down and whimpering in pain. The two wolves circled me, and then the black wolf pushed my body down into the ground, and bit my neck hard, this time releasing blood.

I howled out in pain, until everything faded to black.

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