Wyatt
The full moon shined against the lake, small ripples washed over one another as small pebbles skipped gracefully above them. Small leaves and twigs cracked from footsteps that could be heard over the sound of the waterfall in the distance. A hand touching my shoulder caused a small growl to slip past my lips and my eyes flashed golden. A slight chuckle was heard above me, turning around I looked at my older sister Willa, she is the current Alpha of our pack until we locate the moonstone and regain our elder's strength. We both walked back to the den in silence, it's been rather difficult for our pack since we've been outcasted to live in the forbidden forest, our energy source was stolen centuries ago, and the search for the great alpha has to lead us nowhere for years. However, as of recently, I've picked up on a new scent, it only appears late at night, so I sneak out in search to figure out who it is. Tonight they didn't come out, but I noticed they have striking white hair, I've bit my tongue and withheld information to ensure safety and order of my pack.
Willa was miles away from me, her black hair hit her lower back as she played with the white streak, twirling it around her index finger. She's been very strict lately, all wolves have to be in the den before the sun goes down, and she only allows Wynter and I to hunt for food, gather materials and collect water from the lake. It's been tiring holding the pack on my back, but that's just something you do for family, you care for them when they can no longer do it for themselves. I looked up and realized I was standing outside the den, I tried to move but a honey scent flooded every bone in my body, my fangs started pulsing and my body began moving on its own. I had completely lost control of my wolf, they were whispering jumbled words back and forth.
Mate. Soulmate. Lover. Alpha. Find her. The words became more aggressive the closer and closer I got to it, a few steps away I forced my body to stop, I grabbed the nearest tree branch and lowered myself to the ground. I don't remember how long I sat there, I let the air around me soothe my nerves and lulled me to a peaceful state. I was awakened to a rush of movement, I heard footsteps and a soft hum near the lake, my curiosity got the better of me and I found myself trailing after them. I could see her beautiful white hair, my heart started contracting and I felt the greatest feeling of need from her. She made me feel things I didn't know were possible, I felt loved, wanted, and needed I didn't even know her name but she was simply breathtaking. I couldn't remember even running towards her, I only remembered the wind picking up behind me, I could sense she was startled after my foot stepped on a twig snapping it into pieces.
"Whose there? Show yourself!" Her soft voice came out like a whisper, I could barely hear it over the sound of the water picking up speed from the current. I wanted to appear next to her and tell her my name but it's best if I stayed silent. I ran off to the cliff dashing past her, the tree's leaves shook and fell to the ground, the branches scratching my forearms. I was perched against the rocks on top of the cliff, I looked up to the full moon and a howl echoed into the night air.
I walked back to the den, I had so much on my mind. Who was she? Why was she in the woods alone? I wanted to know everything about her, she was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. I stopped and realized what I was thinking, how could I think about my love life when my pack is growing weak and dying as every day passes without the moonstone? I slipped past the rock entryway, my fingers lightly scratched the cave walls touching the golden paint of our tribal symbols. I took my place near the stairway, and grabbed the white quartz and lifted it towards the moonlight.
A young girl appeared, with white beautiful hair, she was howling into the night, mountains and trees surrounding her as her pack howled back. This was the prophecy, to find the great alpha and they'll find the moonstone and restore order to us. Willa wasn't supportive in my search for her, she said on multiple occasions it was a lost cause to search for someone who doesn't exist.
I heard a rush of movement and seconds later my back was pressed against the hard stone stairwell, Willa snarled and pushed my skull more aggressively into the wall. Her eyes flashed yellow and her grip got more painful as the seconds passed on.
"Wyatt, you have five seconds to tell me why I found a human walking in the woods, covered in your scent!" Her voice low enough for me to hear it, she was enraged her fangs were mere seconds away from ripping a hole into my throat.
"Willa, I only followed her for a second I followed a honey scent, I was trying to get a better look but startled her in the process. I never touched her." I choked out the words, Willa's grip was very slowly cutting off my oxygen supply, she let go of my throat and I slid down the wall and rubbed my bruised neck
"Whatever you say, brother. I followed her back to a cabin, she has striking white hair, and this isn't the first time you've seen her either. Get some sleep, this issue will be talked about with the surviving elders and the pack tomorrow."
I closed my eyes, and let sleep take over me. Her white hair was the last thing on my mind, I could vaguely smell the sweet honey that drifted off her in waves. Whoever she was, she was stunning inside and out. If only the tables were ever in my favor, a girl and a werewolf when would that ever happen? I smiled and the last thing I remember is a blanket being thrown over me. What I didn't see was Willa grabbing a small box that held the great alphas fully-charged moonstone necklace and slid it into my pocket.
I was woken up to Wynter snatching my blanket off of me, she laughed so hard she began crying, it took her a couple of moments to regain her senses. She handed me an apple and a small bowl of berries she picked up during the last trip outside the den. I devoured my meal within seconds and ran my hand through my hair as I walked into the elder's meeting room. Willa was standing beside our mother, who looked more fierce and brutal than any one of us combined. Her black hair was tied into a bun and the instant I stepped into the room her eyes locked mine.
"Wyatt, we're here to talk about your new advancements in finding the great alpha. We want to hear firsthand from you rather than your sister. There is no bad blood here, just a mother's concern for her own blood." Her voice echoed throughout the room, murmurs and whispers echoed back, it was very rare that a wolf talked so openly about their children. It was a nice reminder that I was still her blood, with or without the pack with us.
"I recently began sneaking out of the den, I noticed a very strong scent of honey mixed with vanilla, yesterday something happened to where I wolfed out and began to hunt it down. I was able to regain composure and found her. She has striking white hair and looks identical to the photo we have of the great alpha." I scratched my next, I always got nervous being around the elders especially when it involved someone gathering information from the prophecy
"Wyatt, you can leave now. The elders and I will talk about whether or not this is someone we should track and question. Willa told me she followed her and stated she did, in fact, have white hair but mentioned it glowed when the moonlight hit it." My mother walked over and placed her hand on my shoulder before closing the curtain and turning her back to me.
A second later the scent of blood hit my nose, it was so strong I felt sick to my stomach. In the distance I could hear screaming and running, there were so many scents lavender, pine, all of them mixed with blood. I ran to find Willa and Wynter dressed madly and had the same crazed panicked look I did. We began running, the rest of our pack behind us, trees blended together, the air breezed past us, and the leaves falling in tow. We reached a clearing a large oak tree was smashed against a school bus, glancing inside I didn't see a single person, but I felt the presence of someone.
"Willa. Wynter. I feel someone's presence but can't see them, I can smell them faintly but the blood is masking too much of the exact location." Wynter and Willa began scouting the area and following paths of blood and searching for something that could help us. I closed my eyes and leaned into my hearing sense, I could hear very shallow breathing and short gasp for air. I turned around and Willa and the pack behind me. Squatting next to the bus I glanced under and I saw a body was stuck between the oak tree.
"Willa, there's a person stuck between the bus and the tree, their breathing is incredibly shallow and they've lost too much blood. We have to act now before they die. Next thing you know police come searching for them and we're thrown in jail for a murder we didn't commit." I hissed out the command, the wolves touched their moonstones and one by one picked up the bus enough for two of us to grab whoever was stuck between it.
Wynter, Willa and I glanced down, her eyes glazed over with tears, her shirt torn open large gashes torn open flesh on her stomach and arms. The tips of her white hair were colored light pink, her pulse was almost nonexistent.
"There's no time, Wyatt grab her, she needs medical attention now!" I felt a shift in her entire body, she had passed out and that was enough for me to allow the wolf to take over. My body was pushed past its limits, every muscle in my body was screaming at me to stop. I ran faster than ever back to the den, I clutched her closer to my chest. I tucked her hair behind her ear. And my entire mind was a frenzy I didn't even recall ever opening my mouth to growl or tucking her hair behind her ear and pleading for her not to die on me.