A/N Going to Toronto for the weekend to visit my stepmom who's recovering from a heart transplant. Hope you enjoy this chapter. Maybe be a while for the next. But at least this is the first chapter in "The Other Person's" POV. Its a little complicated but if you're smart you should get it, which im sure you all are. If you have any questions ask them in review form and ill reply and answer. Unless it gives too much away.

Chapter 3

Flowing Fur's POV

I woke up quickly early in the morning to the barking of wolves. It wasn't such a big deal to me since I got this same awakening every morning. It wasn't just the bark, whine, and howl of wolves though; it was the bark, whine, and howl of my pack brothers and sisters.

I was different in that way. But in my mind, it wasn't in a bad way; I was just special. I was unique from the other souls. That's why I was forced to live in the middle of the desert in a cave with a bunch of wolves.

Something nudged my side: a wolf muzzle. It was pretty much my second alarm, but I just really didn't want to get up. He nudged me again and whined, so I gave up my quest for ten extra minutes of sleep.

I slowly got up onto my four sandy shaded wolf paws. I stretched my body out and heard my joints crack. I shook out my fur, little rocks and sand flying everywhere.

The alpha wolf jumped into the cave to check on us and everyone stood still, obeying his law. We waited to see what order he would give us. He didn't snap an order though.

"How's my girl?" he asked as he jumped down from his rocky ledge in a much happier manner than we expected. It was all in dog communication: a series of tones, patterns, and body language we all recognized. I'd learned it quickly once I was put into my newest host body: a wolf.

"A little tired, but otherwise good," I replied. The rest of the wolves went back to their lives now that they knew he was just visiting me.

He walked around me, checking me over quickly. "And my puppies?" he asked.

"Fine," I said flatly. I didn't like the idea I had to carry his puppies just because he's alpha and he chose me. I could have dated any member of the pack, but that pretty much closed my options. But of course, I loved my babies in my belly all the same. I'd been a beast, a bear, a human, and now a wolf. Yet, this was the first creature I'd had a partner or even reproduced. I'd hope to find a partner I love on Earth, but I hadn't, so I just gave up.

But at least Samuel had chosen me to be his partner. I could have disobeyed the alpha this one time and said no. It would have been allowed for me to say no, but I guess I must had been desperate at the time. Now I was stuck with him and with his babies. It might had been my instinct to mate that influenced my decision as a soul. My decisions and control over the brain seemed to be changed by instincts on quite a few different occasions. It brought violence into my innocent soul mind. It made me want to mate constantly and have sex with other wolves besides my Samuel. It made my life a living Hell at times.

I looked around the cave to check on the other wolves as Samuel went outside to take care of some other business. In other words, he left to empty his bladder. Mother wolves were grooming their baby wolves. Adult male wolves were saying goodbye to their partners before they left to hunt.

Today was a small run for prairie dogs or jackrabbits. We'd eat what we could catch and kill today. Then tomorrow we'd go farther with more wolves and catch bigger prey: another wolf, a coyote, or maybe even a human.

I'd only eaten human meat once before because the poor girl had gotten lost while camping. I didn't mind it that much, I was just doing what I had to do to survive, but when one of the other wolves bit into the neck and silver blood poured out I freaked, threw up my portion of the meat, cries a lot, been scared of them for quite a while and of others, and slept that night and the next day away. But in the end my instinct to be part of the pack turned out to be more dominant then my believes and myself as a soul.

Samuel ran back into the cave and barked a loud "Lets go." All the male wolves lets, the pitter patter of their paws against the rocky cave floor. A large dust cloud formed from their running and the puppies cried for their daddies, but soon enough it was quiet again as the orange light of the sunrise shined through the cave entrance. I laid down and rested my head on my paws, deciding to take a nap to rest myself and to rest my puppies for the rest of the day.

I woke up that night feeling odd. My stomach felt big, like something was going to happen, but it didn't yet. I ate some of the meat once Samuel arrived home with the others. Luckily, no one got hurt and all the families were happy and reunited.

Then I went back to sleep for the night. I've been so tired and I didn't know why. Or what could make me that tired.

The next day I woke up right before the males were leaving. Samuel must had let me sleep in. That's so sweet. Unless he didn't want me to come to the hunt with the others. I wouldn't know why though. I've proved I'm as strong and smart as half of those skinny, wimpy male wolves. I'm a very strong and important pack member.

"Wait for me," I shouted as I caught up with them, taking my beta position next to Samuel. Some of the wolves grunted and groaned as I joined up with them.

"Fur," he called me usually instead of my full soul name "Flowing Fur" since he didn't really get the concept of souls despite the number of times I'd told and explained it. "I think you should stay behind," he said. I moved in front of him and stopped him from walking. "Why? I want to come help," I stated.

"My sixth sense is acting up. I don't want you to get hurt," he said to me in a very protective tone.

"Well, guess what. I'm coming with you and its final."

"Fine," he huffed as he started walking again, knowing he had lost this battle. One wolf muttered something about him turning soft because of me and he yelled at him to shut up. I just stayed quiet.

But he was right all along. Well, his sixth sense had been right all along. And if I would had known what would had happened at this very moment, I wouldn't had went along. I would had stayed home to protect me, my pack, and my puppies.