Sorry it's been so long, but finally, here's part two :)
I ran over to where Derek was. He was phasing back into human form so I brushed the sweat off of him.
After he got some clothes on, we both looked over at the other wolf.
I could tell that there was pain in Derek's eyes. It was disturbing to see someone else suffer.
"Should we help him?" I asked.
"Why should we?" Derek asked me, eyes still on the whimpering wolf.
"We don't have to if you don't want to. He did try to kill us but I just don't feel right about taking someone's life," I explained.
Derek looked down, "I've never talked to another werewolf before."
So Derek had questions that he wanted answered…I could understand that, "We'll help him but can you make sure that he stays under control? I don't want to have to do something like that again."
He nodded and we both got up, walking over to where the wolf was.
Derek started, "Here's the deal: You come with us, follow our rules, answer our questions and we'll fix you up. Got it?"
The wolf stopped whimpering, but only to growl.
"Look," I said, "it's either that or you die. Take your pick. Because I could end you…permanently. Right here, right now."
The wolf looked up at us and seemed to nod.
I turned to Derek and he said, "Go ahead, I got him."
Slowly, I lifted the tree from off of the wolf. I kept it hovering only an inch or two above it just in case it tried to run.
Derek moved cautiously as he wrapped one arm around the wolf's neck and the other around it's side. It winced and whimpered when Derek touched a scratch. They both stayed still.
"So I guess we should bring him back to West and Kels?" I asked.
Derek nodded, "I don't think it's safe to carry him, I don't want to injure him even more. Could you…?"
Could I what? Lift him? With my mind? I was still getting the hang of raising logs…could I raise a living thing?
I took a deep breath, "Wolfy? Can you please try not to move?" Since I really couldn't tell if it was going to stay still or not, I closed my eyes and concentrated.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Kelsey screeched at us. "You can't just slam a werewolf with a fucking tree and then say 'Hmm, I guess we should bring it back to camp.' Are you two high or something?"
"Look," I said calmly, "we couldn't just leave him there. He would've suffered and died."
Then I thought up some images of the wolf lying there under the tree, whimpering and bloody. Hopefully, Kelsey was reading my mind at the time so she could see how-
"Okay fine," she said flatly.
Weston stepped in, "But I'm still learning my healing spells." He stepped closer to me, his icy blue eyes looking into my rainbow blue ones, "What were you thinking Sapphire?" His voice was kind, "Were you thinking that somehow we could help him? What if he's with Ms. Dudder and Dr. Smith?"
Westy made a good point, were we willing to put ourselves in danger just to help someone else?
But we couldn't just leave the wolf.
"I'll take the risk," I said to West then stepped around him, to the wolf. "Hey…so I'm kind of putting my neck on the line here," I crouched down so I was eye to eye with him, "If you could try not to give us any reason why you could be evil, that'd be nice."
It's eyes boared into mine. I could almost feel the pain waves coming off of him. His nose was bleeding a little but not nearly as much as his side. A patch of fur was torn off of his shoulder revealing tender, bloody skin.
I put me hand on his good shoulder, "I'm sorry."
"He's in pretty severe pain, Weston." Kelsey said. "You should probably start healing him now."
Weston nodded and knelt beside the wolf. He carefully examined all of the damage then took a deep breath.
"It'll take days before he's fully healed," Weston said to me. I looked at the ground.
"He says," Kelsey started, "that he can't turn back until he's healed. If he does when he's not back to normal, his body will get confused and demented and not phase back right."
So Weston started mumbling his healing spells and put his hand on the wolfs nose first. He explained that he would start with the more minor cuts to warm up and find the best technique.
"He wants you to know that werewolves heal much faster than any other thing in the world so if you don't fix his bones first then they'll heal back in the wrong position," Kelsey said. Weston huffed.
Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see Derek. His eyes looked as if he needed help so I got up and followed him back into the forest.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
He took a stick from a tree and snapped it with his fingers and shrugged, "What do you think about all of this?"
"Well," I mentally lifted a leaf from the ground and played around with it fluttering in the wind, "I don't think it's that bad of an idea. You need answers and he can't hurt us because he's too hurt himself. Plus, I think he's scared. He knows that you're a werewolf so you could take him down if you needed to. I could help with my log smash," Derek cracked a smile at the thought. "Westy could help too by using some spells. Not to mention Kelsey, she'd hear it in his thoughts if he was going to attack us or not. We're completely safe."
I knew that Derek had just wanted some reassurance that he wasn't making a bad choice by bringing the wolf back to camp with us. His concern was clear at the way he was acting irritated. I think his wall was slipping with me. I could read his emotions pretty well now.
He looked at me, "Do you think that he'd tell me the truth about things?"
"Maybe not. But why would he lie?"
"You have to understand, Sapphire, wolves are different. He attacked us because we were walking on his front yard. No other reason. He wanted us dead because of that. Us wolves are very protective and we need to be number one," Derek seemed to pause. "About everything."
I let the leaf I was playing with drift down to the forest floor but I kept my eyes on it, "Including people?"
"Yeah."
My heart fluttered a bit. Was he already protective over me? "So what do you think you would do if Westy, Kelsey and I all got ripped to shreds?" I asked. The question was pointless but I just wanted to know.
He shuddered and gripped his fingers into the nearest tree branch, "Don't even joke around like that! You have no idea what pain it puts me through to think of you getting hurt."
I waited after the wind blew by a couple times so he could calm down, "What about them? Or is it just me?"
"Them too."
I nodded but he wasn't really looking at me. He was just looking at the forest floor.
"There's something else bothering you isn't there?" He didn't answer me. I stepped forward and grabbed his shirt, tugging on it. His piercing green eyes locked with mine. He glared at me at first causing me to get tense. A glare from a werewolf has ten times the intensity as a glare from a normal person. When he felt my whole body on edge, his expression softened and I relaxed.
Then he brought his lips to my ear and whispered, "I want to kill him when you look at him the way you do."
Then he backed away and walked to our make shift camp site.
I knew he was talking about Weston because, well, I was attracted to Westy. He's nice and caring and there's just something about him that I absolutely love. But would Derek really kill a friend that he spent every day in the same house with for four years just if I liked him?
And I didn't even like West. He just had a special something about him that I liked. But he didn't mean that much to me. If anyone meant anything to me it would be Derek. Derek is the one that makes me freeze when I look in his eyes. He was the one that gave me an attitude that no one else did. He didn't treat me like a helpless princess.
And Derek is the one that Brad picked to watch out for me. So he meant more to me than anyone else.
"West, I need you fix up my leg and wrist when you get a change." I entered camp again and sat on the grass near Derek.
I had almost forgot about my own injuries since I had been pushing the pain out of my mind.
I leaned closer to Derek and he gave me a questioning look. I rolled my eyes at him and spoke so quietly that only he could hear, "I kissed you remember? And you're the one that told me we couldn't be together. So don't get mad when I look at Weston a certain way. If you want me, you can have me. Just remember that."
Then I got up and walked toward Weston so he could heal me.
Hmm...I wonder what Derek thinks about that?
-Camimae707 ◘
