Chapter Two: Searching
On another part of the world a young man walked down a busy street trying to block out all the noise and scents and he worked his way through the crowds. His heartbeat was fast but steady. He had to fight not to look over his shoulder at the men he knew where following him.
He had noticed them a couple blocks back, and the strong scent of gun powered and wolfsbane told him they were hunters. And not friendly ones. He growled and stepped off the side walked and quickly crossing the street. He didn't know how they found him, he had only been in town two days. Not long enough for someone to know him and he hadn't outed himself.
There were also no strange animal killings in or around this time in recent days, so the hunters weren't here for another wolf. No, these ones seemed to know exactly were he was and were doing everything could not to lose him in the crowd. He didn't know what they wanted with him, but he had no plan on getting caught.
He looked around trying to think of the best way to lose them. He wasn't happy about having to ditch this town, there were rumors about an old Alpha here, one he was hoping could help him. But it wasn't worth getting caught and tortured by hunters. He would have to just keep looking.
As he walked past a old building, an arm reached out and dragged him inside. He felt the change come over him before he was even over the threshold, his eyes glowed and his claws had come out.
The small female in front of him, let go and held up her hands, her eye's glowing yellowing. He relaxed a little, another wolf was better than hunters.
He opened his mouth to ask her what was going on but she held up her hand and pointed to her ears. He focused his hearing, picking up the two hunters.
"No, sir." One of them said, and he could hear the static of a phone.
"He just disappeared." The man cursed, "No, we will stay maybe we will get lucky and someone will spot him again. Yes, Sir." Then he heard the man walk away.
The women grinned when they were gone, "You seem like trouble."
He wasn't sure why she was grinning about that, "I didn't mean to be. I'm looking for the local Alpha."
The grin on her face disappeared and her stance become defensive, "Why?"
He tried to hold himself in the least threatening why, he wasn't here to challenge the Alpha.
"I need help." He said, "Something happened to be and my wolf, its stronger harder for me to control. I was hoping he could help me."
He could feel her eyes one him, taking him in.
"Are you here to challenge my Alpha?" She asked.
"No." He answered truthfully knowing she was listening to his heart.
"Did you bring hunters here?" She asked next.
"No." He said, "I think they are either searching me out or I got unlucky and someone recognized me."
She nodded her head. "Follow me."
He let out a relieved breath and followed her out of the building. The back exit let to an empty walk away and then down hill towards a small cluster of what appeared to be homes. They kept walking past the homes and then out of the town. It didn't take long for her to walk him down a dirt road and into her territory. He could smell it the second they were close, the markers that told
other wolves not to enter. His wolf whined in uneasy but he kept following her.
As they walked, buildings came into view. It appeared almost like a small village all by its self. Houses spread out amongst the trees, but close enough to been seen. He felt envious that this pack could live like this. Close together, free to be themselves amongst their own. He felt a stab of homesickness, not for Beacon Hills, but for the pack he had lost when he was younger. His family. They had something like this and it had been ripped away from him.
"Stay here." The women said, as they reached the door of the biggest building. The pack house, his wolf told him. He nodded.
It didn't take long for her to come back out and lead him into the house.
He was shown into a large living area, a group of people already in there. Probably eight or nine scattered throughout the room, most sitting on cushions or blankets on the floor. But the man sitting at the center held his attention, because he could feel the power of the Alpha in front of
him.
He lowered his head, "Alpha."
"And you are?" The man asked, not moving from his seat.
"Derek," he looked up, "Hale."
"What is it I can help you with Mr. Hale." The Alpha asked.
He took a breath and tried to ignore the uncomfortable feeling of been watched as all the eyes in the room were on him.
"A little while ago, something happened to me. I was changed. Someone tried taking my power,
I died." He sighed, "Or I think I did, but then I was back and my wolf it was stronger, both physically and in my mind. I can feel it all the time, scratching and digging like its trying to force its way out. Not just on full moons, and my control its slipping. I'm scared I'll lose control and hurt someone. I've been seeking help, but all the others I have found, said they couldn't help. Finally, an Alpha in Brazil told me to look here. For you."
The man stood, causing Derek to shiver, "What kind of change?" He asked moving closer.
"I can fully shift." He started, "I know that's not uncommon my mother could do it. But before this I had never been able to achieve it. But my senses are stronger, all of them. And the wolf, its different. Before it was instinct and desire, desire to hunt, to kill, but now I can feel it, it wants to run, to play, to protect," He stopped. Did he want to share the rest?
"And?" The alpha pushed him on.
"It wants a mate and a pack." He finished dropping his eyes.
The room burst into harsh but quiet whispers and he fought to keep his eyes down.