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Wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid.
Stop kissing her. Do you hear me? Stop.
But I can't.
But I need to.
But I won't.
"Sam," she whispered my name, kissing me again. Natalie. My Natalie. But then, deeply behind the sudden burning passion I felt, was betrayal.
There was a girl out there who needed me, and I was...well, cheating on her.
Or was I?
I haven't met her yet. I don't want to meet her. So why can't I have fun? Why can't I be with who I love now? I pulled back and stood up - too quick for her eyes to follow.
She gazed up at me, frowning. "Sam?"
"I'm sorry Natalie, I can't do this." I sighed. She got up and wrapped her arms around my waist. I snarled, (Did I really just snarl?) and she pulled back away from me.
"Sam, what's your deal? You just told me you loved me and now your being..well, your ticking me off."
I spun around, shaking. "Are you kidding me? Yes, I love you but don't you see? Don't you understand? Your not meant for me. And I'm too dangerous. I'm not right for you in any way possible."
She shut her eyes and murmured. "I hate this. Why did you have to be...one of the mythical, Sam?"
"I don't know. I don't know. I asked myself the same thing for weeks now, Natalie. You arn't the one who can turn into an animal and never age!"
"No, but you arn't the one who DOES have to age while her best friend doesn't!" she yelled. "Are you going to watch me die, Sam? What happens when I do, hm?" she folded her arms.
I flinched, and didn't answer. "Do you WANT to find the love of your life Sam? Is that it? You can't be in...in some freaky wolf love with me so you don't want me?"
"I just told you I did. I do want you but...I'm not right for you." I explained. Where was she getting this from? I put my hand to her cheek. "Your my best friend. But there's a reason for everything, Natalie."
"Yeah, Sam, I get it. Whatever." she spit before spinning around and sitting on the ground, away from me. I sat next to her, and put my arm around her shoulder.
"How about we do something fun?" I suggested, unwilling.
"I don't want to do anything 'fun' with you, Sam." she scoffed. I blushed.
"Not like that! Jeez Natalie, what did you come here for? To tell me I'm stupid? Accomplished."
"I came here for you. I...I do want you to come home, Sam. You know that you have to. I just don't understand why you won't."
"Because. My father's a jerk who can burn in hell."
"And your sisters? Your mom?"
I scowled. "I love them, but they'd follow my father around in no time. I refuse to follow his orders."
"Oh, so you want to be...what are they called..a loner? Ha! Sam, your a human. Not a real wolf."
"Technically..I am. I want to see if I can just leave being human forgotten. Live a wolf my whole life."
"Aw, come on, don't do that." she begged. "Where are you going anyway?"
"Canada's my set goal."
"So your leaving the country, then." she murmured in a small voice. I nodded.
"When I pass through Washington, I planned on calling home and talking to my mother."
"That's..good. And after that?"
"I don't know. Like I said, Canada. Just run around and do things, I guess. I don't plan on stopping, and I won't stop for anything."
"I heard Washington is exciting. Maybe you'll stop. Then what?" she teased.
I shrugged. "Then I'll pry myself away from whatever is holding me back." I laughed.
We didn't talk much. For the rest of the time, Natalie was supportive of me. She kept her opinions to herself, the....kiss....to herself. As did I. We just lay back and stared at the sky, counted the trees, and we actually played a few games. Like, how far could I hear? I can hear people inside their houses..so, that's pretty far. I had replied.
"Are you scared?" she asked randomly as we both lay with our backs against the grass.
"Of what?" I asked, curious. She was just joking a minute ago.
"Of everything. Imprinting, never dieing..."
"I'm not afraid to imprint. And I'm not afraid of never dieing, either. Then again, I wasn't afraid of dieing when I could."
"Why arn't you afraid to imprint? Isn't it supposed to be a permanant thing?"
"Maybe. I just hope she's really pretty."
"That shouldn't matter! Sam, your horrible!" Natalie laughed at me. I frowned.
"What? It's the truth. Do you want to be in love with some ugly guy?"
"...it doesn't matter. Love is love. I'm sure you'll like her no matter what."
"Maybe. How can she be prettier than you?" I nudged her, teasing like we normally do...did, and she snorted.
"Right. I wish." she laughed, and then our conversation ended.
Heaven knew how long we'd been there, but I dozed off when the sun was rising. When I woke up, Natalie was gone - and I was semi-afraid that she was hurt. But I knew better. She took off while I was sleeping. Typical.
So, my life typically will suck again now that I didn't have my best friend with me.
What's a guy to do? I got up swiftly and began runing through the woods, towards the nearest town. I kept going, even when people saw me.
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I didn't know where I was, I was too absorbed into my escape to notice. But I did know, that when the sun went down - everything came out at night. I was aware of the scent too. Many wolves. No, shifters - like myself.
I swallowed, stepped into their land, and braced myself.
To my surprise, I didn't get caught. But, a new, more tangy scent hit my nose and I felt the need to check for danger.
Sure enough, something, someone, hit me from the side and sent me flying. I smashed against the tree, but got to my feet lightly, looking for my attacker.
He was a large wolf-though, Smaller than I. His fur was black, coal black and menancing. He attacked me again, and when his teeth sank into mine, I heard his thoughts.
Before he calls his pack..
Whoah, Buddy! I flipped him over, snarling. My large body pinned him against the forest floor, and he protested by kicking. Blows hit my stomach, hard, and I just felt like puking. When I tumbled over he got ahold of my scruff, and began thrashing. I heard the rip of skin before I felt it.
Screaming in agony, and rage, I leaned forward and sank my teeth into flesh- his leg, maybe?- and ripped. I had to drop the large piece out of my mouth, too involved in the fight to be disgusted. When I spun around, he lunged.
Aiming for my neck.
My eyes rolled back and I fell limp. Then, my opponent released me. I tried to keep my eyes open, truly, I did...but I just could not.
** ~
When I awoke, I tasted metal. I smacked my lips - still in wolf form, I see- and then tried to move. Ouch.
My neck killed. While I tried tugging at my healing muscles and cartilage, I looked around, where was I? Had I....lay myself down in front of this tree on purpose? I don't remember.
You've awoken. Great. a voice said in my mind and I snarled. Ouch. Yeah, don't do that. Growling with a neck injury is a pain in the-
Nolan. another voice growled. I blinked.
What the hell? Who are you two? I snapped as two wolves came into my sight, emerging from the bushes. One was a very large wolf, with dark russet fur, just fewer shades darker than mine (Which was pretty dark, he was almost black). The other was the wolf....that I fought before. I looked at him, alarmed. He was the small, black one.
I'm Chase, and this is Nolan. Who are you? the black one, er, Chase, asked.
No matter the hell I am. What are you doing with me? I tried to scramble away, only ruining my injuries as they tried to heal.
Stop moving. I took you here to heal. Your not apart of the pack that resides close to here, but I thought you were. I'm sorry. Chase bowed his head, ashamed.
Er, it's okay, then. Are you alright? I asked. Surely I did damage?
Yes, you did. My leg has healed over an hour ago.
I don't get it. How'd you beat me? I'm bigger.
Don't pay attention to size! Nolan, the large one, snorted. Chase here is over fifty years old! Your fight was experienced vs newbie. Do the math.
I blinked, then snarled. How do you know I'm not over fifty, also?
You spend too much time dwelling in your fight. I aimed for you, and you tried to see the future. Picture what your going to do. Only a young one would do that. Chase confirmed. By the look of you, and smell - your about..physically ninteen. And mentally.
Eighteen, actually. But that's close. I sighed. I began to lick my shoulder - merely habit.
Where you heading?
Canada. I looked at Nolan.
Oh - well, do you know where you are now? Idaho.
What? I yelped. Holy crap. Well, er, thanks. I still have a long way to go. I sighed, picturing the long journey ahead of me.
Actually, Sam, I'd prefer if you stick around with us until you heal.
I ignored my name - he must of heard it in my mind. Are you two a pack? Warily, I asked.
Sort of. We travel together. We don't boss eachother around, though, if that's what you mean. Nolan shrugged. He had sat down to lick his shoulder. Chase took me in, examining me from afar.
I flicked my ears, refusing to be annoyed by his look. Hm..well, when will I heal, uh, Chase? I need to get a move on. I'm in a hurry.
You'll heal within a day or two. I hurt you bad, sorry.
A day! Or two!? NO, I can't stay this long... I began to get up, only to wince and yelp.
Sam! Chase snarled. Sit down. Your not going anywhere. I refuse to let an injured, defenseless wolf travel through these lands. The near pack won't give you mercy.
Listen to him, kiddo, Nolan suggested.
You arn't the boss of me. What am I supposed to do?
Stick around with us. Nolan's ears perked up. Yeah Chase, let Sam stay with us. We could be the three musketeers, He snickered, tail twitching in amusement. I snorted, rolling my eyes. My body ached, my shoulders stiff, my mouth dry. My stomach empty. But that didn't matter, I once went two days without eating. When I was human, nonetheless.
Sam, I'd be willing to take you in if your willing to be cared for.
No, I'm a loner. I don't want a pack.
We are not...I mean, Nolan and I are close friends. He doesn't take orders from me or he I. We simply stay close and watch out for eachother.
Well, you guys arn't my friends so. I said, my attitude getting to me. I felt screwed.
Sam.
What?
Please consider it.
No.
Why?
Because.
Stop acting like a child. We offer you our services and you refuse.
So respect my decision, as a friend, and let me be! I snarled.
How about, Nolan interrupted, you just chill with us and then you can take off again whenever you want? BUT you have to be healed first.
I scowled. Fine.
Then welcome aboard.
~*~*
To my surprise, I stayed with Nolan and Chase for a week. My leg healed up, and I had planned to ditch, but.. I liked the idea of not-a-pack-but-close-buddies type of thing. Chase was physically 24, and that was insane, but I was kind of glad that Nolan was only 21. He was close to my age, and though I hated to think it, I was the baby of the group. Yeah, right. Nolan had a girlfriend - not an imprint, but a girlfriend. This made me question him once...merely out of curiousity...but yet... No, I was just curious.
Seriously? You arn't afraid your going to imprint and leave her? I yelped.
Kinda, not really. I mean, if it hasn't happened now - why would it? And if it does, she'll understand, I suppose. Nolan laughed
That your a wolf? I asked, shocked. But people who arn't supposed to know shouldn't know.
She doesn't know. He said, alarmed. Man, she gets suspicious, but she's too nice to do anything. I think I love her, and I'm sticking with her. I want to marry her, too.
This had made the lump in my throat grow three times too big. Marrying to someone who wasn't an imprint? God, I thought, that would be hell. .....I was just curious, right?