Chapter 4: Wolves

Nessie's POV

My hand flew to my stomach as soon as I'd felt the kick. I was pregnant again. I smiled. This baby was Jackson's last gift to me. Another baby.

I sighed. I couldn't keep this baby. Just like I couldn't keep Bella and Carl. I wasn't fit to raise any child anymore. Not after killing people and drinking their blood like some sort of sick psychopath.

I started crying again. As if the wolf could sense my sadness he pushed his head into my body and allows me to pet him. Running my hand through his fur did seem to have a therapeutic affect on me.

"You're a nice wolf you know that?"

He looked up at me like if he understood every single word I said. He pushed his head into my body one more time before he got up and left.

Just like that I was all alone again. Even if the wolf couldn't talk his presence had been enough to soothe the loneliness I'd felt. Even if it was just for the moment.

Suddenly I heard a loud noise. It sounded like an animal was in pain. Curiosity made me stand up and go take a look. The noise sounded like it came from deeper inside the cave.

After about five minutes of walking I saw an abnormally large wolf pup lying on the ground crying out in pain. As soon as the animal saw me it got scared and started to freak out.

It was definitely a wolf pup. Even though it was an abnormally large like the wolf I had met earlier I could tell that it was still very young. The features were very much pup like rather than like an adult wolf.

This wolf was a light gray female wolf. I could see a large splinter in her paw which I was certain was the cause of her pain.

I don't know if it was craziness or sheer stupidity that made me do it but I grabbed ahold of the wolf. She started thrashing violently in response and I got scratched a few times but I was determined to help her. As soon as I was finally able to I pulled that splinter out of her paw.

She looked completely shocked and perplexed by my actions. At least she seemed a lot calmer.

I pet her hoping that would keep her calm and reassure her that I would not hurt her. She licked my hand a few times and that was when I was sure she trusted me.

A wolf howled up ahead and she got tense. She howled back. As soon as I put her down she took off running. When I caught up I saw that the big reddish brown wolf had returned. He and the much smaller wolf pup were eating what appeared to be a dead deer.

I was surprised when the two wolves didn't finish and the larger wolf pushed what remained of the carcass to me.

I drained the rest of the blood out of the animal. By drained I really meant that I drank it. The blood tasted nowhere near as good as fresh human blood but at least no innocent human died this time.

I started a campfire later that night and used it to cook the remaining meat. The small gray wolf pup watched the fire in amazement as if she'd never seen fire before. Meanwhile the adult male watched me. Every time I moved he noticed.

Having two wolves for company was odd and what was even more odd was that I enjoyed their company.

The pup yawned and curled up right next to bigger wolf. He licked her affectionately.

"She your daughter?" God I must be going crazy to be talking to wolves like they understand English.

When he nodded 'yes' I was certain that I'd lost my mind after everything that happened!

"You're lucky," I said. "My husband is dead. My son is dead. My two other kids are with DCFS now. I don't have anything anymore," I started crying.

I only stopped when the wolf licked away my years. I hugged him tight. That night, for the first time in my life, I slept in a cave. With only two wolves as company.

When I woke up the next morning though only the wolf pup was there. I looked up and saw a strange, beautiful, muscular, handsome man stumbling into the cave.

Please Review