Chapter 1

Laura and I made our way down the garage sticking close to the house hiding in the shadows. The boys were busy trying to reason with the hunter who stood on the edge of the property still hidden behind the trees. I tried to pry the garage door open quietly desperate to get to the 50 cal. A gust of wind blew past me whipping my hair up into the night sending my scent down wind.

A growl crawled towards me. I turned from the garage to see the wolf come out from the woods as huge as I remembered. His shoulders were broad full of muscle that reached up to Dean's shoulders as it walked past him and towards me. His paws moved like grizzly bear's with long black claws that scraped the ground. Its long black tail swiped the area behind it as the hunter moved towards me.

"Hey you bastard!" Dean yelled getting the hunters attention.

The wolf turned on Dean snarling at him. It's fangs gleamed in the moonlight as the hunter snapped its jaws at Sam and Dean.

"That's right ugly keep coming this way!" Dean taunted. The wolf kept smelling the air around them hesitating each step as they walked back luring it away.

Out of nowhere Cas launched at the wolf driving a silver dagger into the wolf's shoulder. It cried out in agony before latching it's fangs into Cas and threw him. The angel landed behind us against the garage door hard. The sound echoed around us before his body slumped down.

"Cas!" I went over to him trying to wake the angel. I shook his body violently screaming at him. "Cas! Wake up!"

"That's it you son of a bitch!" Dean fired at the wolf landing all eight rounds into its chest. The hunter charged Sam and Dean. Dean dropped his empty clip trying to reload before the hunter grabbed him and threw Dean into the woods. Sam was whipped with the tail end and sent him across the yard. Sam landed with a huff and didn't move.

I shook Cas harder screaming and slapping his face but the angel didn't respond. The wolf pulled the blade from its shoulder dropping the dagger to the ground. Laura let out a scream giving away our position. The wolf turned and sniffed at our direction. It's jaws opened and drool dripped from its fangs. It came towards us slowly calculating its kill. I shielded Laura behind me unable to think straight. The wolf hovered over us sniffing at our scents. I could feel the heat of its breath on my skin and my mind went into panic. Like that day it took me. Its foul breath washed over my skin as it breathed tickling my skin moving my hair. I pushed back into Laura trying to get away but we were trapped against the garage door. Then sheer pain gripped my left shoulder digging deeper into me. The hunter's fangs buried themselves into my flesh and I screamed for mercy. He pulled me away dragging me like a sinful soul being pulled into hell.

I kicked and screamed trying to break free as I was dragged into the darkness. I felt like a baby gazelle being pulled from the herd by a hungry lioness. Warm liquid trickled down my body soaking into my clothes. I saw Dean unconscious in the forest laying slumped at the base of a tree. I fought harder against the hunter trying to pull free from its jaws feeling my flesh tear.

We came into a clearing with an old red barn that looked like it was falling apart. The hunter tossed me to the ground and shifted back into his human form. Laura was right, a pale male from the renaissance era who resembled the character Pitch. I sat there holding my shoulder looking up at the hunter's yellow eyes. He paced the space between us snarling.

"I tried to be patient with you Dakota." He hissed. His voice was smoky and deep with a silvery tone. "I waited and gave you time to heal. Hoping you would return to my side like you're supposed to. But…but you run off with a hunter?" He bared his teeth at the mention of Dean's existence. "You taint yourself with him and his scent. Now I have no choice but to cleanse you of his filth."

"What are you going to do?"

He turned his head over his shoulder his eyes gleaming, his teeth bared and his body tense. He strode over to me kneeling down. His long thin fingers brushed my hair back off my bleeding shoulder. "I'm going to sever the bond between you two. Oh and I'm going to take my time ripping his spine from his mortal body. Then my dear I'll make my mark on you." His thumb pushed into my shoulder into the wound hole. I screamed at the overwhelming pain that threatened to make me blackout. He pulled his thumb back tasting the red blood dripping down his palm.

"You're a sick murderous bastard." I growled back.

His chime like laugh swirled around me. "Me? A murderer? I pulled you from that spiteful life struggling to make ends meet. Dreaming of escape and when I do, you hate me for it?"

"You slaughtered my brothers."

He rolled his eyes. "Those mortals had no reason to interfere with your transformation. Yes their presence delayed your shifting but I took care of them quickly before any more damage to you could be done." His hand gripped my jaw pulling me closer to his face. "It took a few days for my blood to settle in your system changing you but I never expected it to make you so strong."

"You're blood?"

His lips pulled up into a crooked smile. "Yes. A single bite can't change you. You have to drink the blood of the one who transformed you. Now with your strength I think you'll survive the transformation and then I will enjoy taking you slowly." His tongue ran over his lips. My hand drifted down my back and grabbed my gun. The wood grips dug into my palm. "Or shall I just have you here and now? Make that hunter watch as I make you mine before I rip his spine from his body?" I pulled my gun carefully from its holster removing the safety. His grip on my jaw hurt as he pulled my lips up to his. "Yes, I think I will do that." I whipped my gun around my body and unloaded all eight rounds in his torso. He fell back against the power of each bullet. He stumbled a bit before regaining his balance. His yellow eyes dropped to his stomach that oozed out blood. "You ungrateful bitch. You'll pay for that."

He launched forward shifting into his wolf form before I could blink. I rolled out of the way making his jaws collide with the dirt. He stopped looking up at me pulling his jowls over his fangs. His yellow eyes narrowed. Something deep down inside of me snapped. It felt like a break on a rope feathering apart from its end as the once peaceful self I knew vanished into nothing and a beast took form in my mind. It creeped up my spine curling around as it stood by my side. A white wolf with blue eyes, a massive body and black long claws. I could see the anger, hurt and purity of its soul forging with mine. I balled my hands into a fist with the pain of my nails digging into my palms. The anger and sorrow built inside me boiling over into tears down my face. My teeth ached as I clenched my jaw thinking of the mangled bodies of my brother, of Cas and Sam laying in my yard, Laura left abandoned and scared, and Dean. Dean's life hung in the balance. My mate lingering in the back of my mind like a golden line from my soul to his. I could feel him breathe. I could sense his words. Fight. The words shouted down the bond to me. Fight.

The hunter attacked, and I exploded. My soul ripped from my body in a blinding light. I could feel the change like a flip of the switch. One moment I was human then next I was claws and fangs ripping into the hunter's body. I slammed him into the ground over and over. My fangs broke into his flesh as his hot blood slipped into my mouth. I could feel his paws try to push me back under my belly clawing at my body, but I didn't falter. His jaws ripped me from his body and I bounded back instantly colliding my teeth with his. Our bodies collided and a thunderous boom echoed from us by the sheer force of power. I knocked him to the ground ripping at his throat bending his neck back enough he could touch his own spine. His fangs pinched my cheek making me pull harder. He roared out until his voice was suddenly cut off and his head came loose. I stumbled back from my own power seeing his head severed from his neck. I watched as the light in his yellow eyes faded away into a muted color.

I stepped back panting until my wolf side vanished and I was human once more. The pain crippled my body down to my core. I collapsed to the ground holding my stomach inside the ribbons of what was once my torso. I curled up holding my body together on the ground my blood soaked into the dry dirt. Long yellow grass danced in the wind around me as the sun rose over the horizon. Sun rays reached through each blade touching my skin but I could not feel it's warmth. I couldn't feel the wind as it danced around the field. I couldn't feel anything.

A voice called out to me though a golden line from my soul. It begged for me to hold on. I listened to the voice trying to drown out the pain and panic that consumed my body. Hold on. It said. Hold on I'm almost there…