Maiden of the Wolves Chapter 11
August's P.O.V.
August groaned when she came to as pain radiated off of every inch of her body. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes were two pairs of red eyes watching her in the darkness. Someone lit a match suddenly making her throw her hands up to shield her eyes from the burn of the light. She screamed when a hand grabbed her by her hair and lifted her off of the floor and held her in the air as she kicked and tried to fight her way out of her captors hold. A manic round of laughter sounded throughout the small room making tears trickle down her cheeks when she saw that the woman with the red hair that had attacked her was now holding her and looking at her as she licked her pale lips. A dark skinned man stood off to the side watching her reaction as the red head taunted her making her shriek and cry before she was tossed into a wall like a rag doll. She heard a crunch before her shoulder throbbed with excruciating pain making her sob loudly.
Victoria rolled her eyes at the pathetic human on the floor as Laurent mentally asked why they hadn't killed her yet. The smell of fear hung heavily in the air in the broken down farm house that they had claimed as their own. Stalking over to the girl she gave her a quick kick in her side hearing the satisfying crunch sound that made her smirk with glee. "Poor little girl. You're big bad wolves will never find you now. It's just you and me and I can't decide whether or not I should kill you, turn you, or just torture you until the light fades from your eyes." She sang in a sing song voice as August shuddered from where she lay at her feet. "W-What do you want…" She stuttered making her cough as blood spilled from her lips. She knew she was in deep shit as she brought a hand to her lips and halfheartedly wiped the blood away. As blood poured from her wounds, she decided in that moment that no matter what happened she wouldn't go down without a fight. Even if she didn't make it out of this alive, she would do whatever she could to make her pack proud and give this crazy bitch as much hell she could muster.
The red head cackled at the terror in the young girl's voice before leaning down to her eye level as her fangs grew longer. "You, you stupid girl. I want you. You're the key to breaking that idiotic wolf pack of yours apart so they will no longer be a problem when I take care of the precious Cullen's the human girl who was the cause of my mate's death. The smell of your blood will no doubt bring them here, but imagine their surprise when they find you lying in a pool of your own blood with your throat slashed wide open bringing the legendary wolf pack to their knees." August closed her eyes as her body shook with fear and preparation for her impending death by the hands of the crazed vampire but just as Victoria grabbed her and was ready to sink her fangs into August's pale skin, the miracle of all miracles happened.
She felt her bones shift and move as fur grew all over her and fangs elongated in her mouth before she let out a war cry howl before baring her teeth at the vampire who stumbled away in shock. The other vampire that was back in the shadows jumped defensively in front of Victoria as August launched herself forward snapping at the two vampires. Victoria cursed loudly as the white wolf caught her arm between her teeth and bit down as a crunching was heard when her arm shattered to pieces. Laurent's eyes widened in shock at the newly turned wolf's power and decided that now was not the time to lose one or both of their lives against a mangy mutt. Scooping Victoria up in his arms he flitted and jumped out the window of the farmhouse and landed on the ground with a heavy thud before taking off into the cover of the trees. August let out a triumphant howl signaling her victory over the battle with the leeches before she swayed from side to side and dropped to the ground, the effects of the blood she lost taking over as she drifted in and out of consciousness. She had did it. She had won. A small whimper escaped her lips as black dots clouded her vision before everything went dark.
The Pack's P.O.V.
Everyone jumped and immediately froze as they heard the unfamiliar howl that shook them out of their sorrowful daze. Billy closed his eyes and took a deep breath in before exhaling heavily. He watched as Jacob shot up from where he lay on the couch and staggered over to where Quil wrapped an arm around him keeping him on his feet as they looked out into the forest with confused expressions. All except Sam who jumped to his feet and raced out the back door before shifting and disappearing into the forest letting out a responding howl as he tried to locate the wolf in distress. The rest of the pack went to follow him but Billy wheeled himself in front of the back door giving them a stern look. "He needs to do this on his own. All of you are battered and beaten enough. Out of all of you, he's the strongest. You must put your faith in your Alpha." Jacob hobbled over to his father with a pained expression making his father's expression soften almost instantly. "What just happened? And who was that wolf? All of us are already here. There can't be another wolf in the area…" Quil, Embry and Paul shot the old man irritated looks suddenly realizing he knew more than they did. "We need to go and help him find whoever it is. What if it's a danger to the pack and needs to be taken out?" Paul shouted taking a step towards Billy. The old man shook his head and sent the young teen a dangerous look making him involuntarily take a step back to where the others stood. "You all are fools if you haven't realized who that howl came from. Surely you felt something when it sounded through your thick heads…" They all looked at each other before realizing that they did indeed feel something. And then they knew and slowly turned to Billy who only gave them a curt nod in response. "August has shifted."