Lone Wolf

by Dark Priestess66

what if Sam wasn't the first wolf to phase, what if the first was a female, who didn't know about the legends or even knew about what her heritage was. will she help Sam be able to control his raging anger at being a wolf and what happens if she doesn't want to be in the Pack but has no choice. since the Pack means family.

3. Chapter 3

I was alone in my thoughts for a time, I guess this Sam person was in human form. Because I was able to go with my directionless wondering not really knowing where I was going, I seemed to travel westward. It felt like I was heading to where Sam was. But I couldn't be sure.

I stop as my fur and skin quivered as I felt the air around me stirring.

You still there?

Aren't I always? It's easier to travel in the woods as a wolf then a human, no? I answer Sam's thought.

I found out why we made the change. Sam states with a touch resentment that he was keeping something secret. He shared his memories of returning to his hometown to encounter an old man, who recognized the signs.

So we are to kill vampires? I asked, like my life can't get any stranger then walking around on four paws.

only those who take the lives of humans. Sam answers

I stood up and shook out my fur ready for a new run today, I hadn't run into any vampire in a few days. I understand, but I worry for you, Sam. You sound tired.

I am, I had to run patrol by myself.

I could hear his wordless plea for me to join him and I wanted too. I shook my head clearing of that thought. Since I never thought I would start to care about this person, someone I have never met in my human form, but I guess from sharing his thoughts. It's bound to form a bond of brotherhood.

I tried not to pry into Sam's thoughts but he was thinking about some pretty tough stuff.

Penny for your thoughts? I ask Since you're basically screaming them at me.

I can't tell my girlfriend about being a wolf, so she's getting mad well pissed would be the better term.

I thought about it, better then me, I ran away after I changed. But my mother seen it, I think. I started running again, sniffing for that revolting scent.

Sam thought about that, we are Pack. You should come to where I am. You must be part of the Tribe to be a werewolf.

My legs locked up and I ended up head over tail. What?!

Sam sent confusion my way, What happened?

What Tribe? I ask as I sent confusion back, could he hold the answers to my questions? Could I be Native American?

Sam then explained about his Tribe, maybe I did belong there

I don't have money to stay anywhere I confided

We'll deal with that later, just for now. I'm glad I'm not the only one. Now I have to figure out how many others are going to join us as a Pack.

I didn't reply to that, only pushed myself to the limit.