I eased out of the woods purposefully slow, eyes focused on my prey. The fear rolling off of her at my presence simply empowered me as I encroached upon her, circling her. She was frozen to the spot- an easy target right now, at dusk and all alone. Not even attempting to escape.
The wind shifted and on it was a strong scent, causing me to lift my head, nose sniffing the air. My tongue came out and licked over my nose hungrily as my fur bristled. This breeder was in heat. I examined her, noting some features about her that I liked- ones that seemed eerily familiar.
She was blonde- she would make a white wolf. Something rare. There hadn't been a white wolf in my pack since Selene. And at the thought of my mate entered my head, I saw her- near the mirror image of this woman in front of me. All this human lacked were green eyes…
I hurled forward, the only thing stopping me from attacking the woman the scent that clung to her- the feeling of empowerment that it was his scent lingering on her- that she had to be his. She backed away, stumbling into the freshly fallen snow, now eye level with me. I crouched down, eyes catching sight of a pink mitten before it was thrust into my face.
"P-please- stay away from me," She whispered, trying her best to scoot back and away from me. "You…you're trespassing so just go," she continued on, her fear growing as my teeth nipped the pink mitten, pulling it off her small hand with a purpose and dropping it to the ground, just as a long foreboding howl rang through the mountains in warning.
I moved past her, brushing against her before turning and grabbing the pink mitten in my mouth and darting into the woods, just as hurried heavy footsteps made it to the clearing I had left the defenseless female in. The crack of metal hitting wood echoed all around me and a branch fell directly behind me as I ran off.
I continued forward, hearing my hunting mates fall into rank behind me. I lead without an ordr, and they obediently followed me back towards the outskirts of our lands. Once there and feeling safe, I for the first time morphed into my human form. I stood, naked in the rising moonlight and the cold fridgid air, feeling it stinging my skin as I reached up and removed the mitten from my mouth. The other pack members present followed suit, Lyulf at my side. I turned to them all, eyes narrowed as I barked my commands.
"This scent, learn it. Hunt it. I want her captured- unharmed if possible, and brought to me." Each man before me nodded firmly as the mitten was passed around before it returned to my possession. "No one," I growled lowly, fist clenching the glove tighter in my grasp. "is to touch her. This one is mine," I brought the glove closer to my face, inhaling it again. Her scent was even similar to Selene's…
She would be mine. And if she refused I would destroy her before him.