Chapter 4

"Olive . . . Olive . . ."

I could here him in the distance. Where was he, all I see are trees? I stepped deeper into the forest hoping I would find him . . . hoping . . . just hoping . . . Then I could see a dark lump forming above the ground as I got closer. I ran to it.

Lying in front of me was a crumpled up trey fighting for his life. Bites covered his body and he was shaking in terrier. Tears warmed my face as I knelled down to touch his cold body. He was dying and I couldn't do anything about it. His hair was plastered to his forehead with blood while his body was smeared with it.

A growl ripped through the forest making me fall back on my butt. . . A brown furred wolf with familiar light brown eye's mane was covered in the same blood that stained Treys flesh.

"Why Drew?" I whispered to myself. The wolf started snapping at me warning me to step away. Once I automatically got out of the way, the wolf pounced on Trey finishing him off. Unpleasantly, I screamed myself awake.

"Olive! Olive! Wake up! You're having a horrible nightmare! WAKE UP!" I could feel my body rattling under her finger tips as she lightly shook me. Was I going into a panic attack? She tried to comfort me with a welcoming hug, but it didn't work. The vivid image of the wolf driving its teeth into Trey's neck was forever printed in my brain. "What ever it was it's over now." No it's not.

"Thanks Haden." I murmured. She let go of me and looked deeply into my tortoise eyes.

"Those were some terrifying feelings you were giving off. Do you want to talk about it?" She questioned. I manage to give her a hesitant nod and explained everything, even Trey's death. When I was done it felt so good to finally let things out. "Wow." She replied with a disturbed face. "Now I see why you're so tense some times." Then her eyes turned sorrow. I held up my hands putting her words on halt.

"I don't need your pity." I sighed getting of the bed. I turned to the clock that said 6:58 am. They don't start breakfast till seven. So I have a good amount of time to take a shower and still be an early bird. She didn't say anything as she watched me grab a white sundress, shorts, and underwear. I walked into the bathroom without another word.

"I need some air. . ." I announced before leaving the room. I regret telling her about my past, and what happened to Trey. The memories brought more pain then expected. I walked out side toward the forest and closed my eye's listening to the wind. Unconsciously I walked through the trees enjoying nature through three senses smell, hear, and touch. My hands slid along every branch and tree trunk I could touch. Soft splinters prickled my fingers. I could hear the river dance along the rocky trial, the leaves shuffle along the ground, and a hissing growl coming from beside me . . . A hissing growl?

I opened my eyes and saw a huge mountain lion on a rock like cliff standing his ground.

Great . . . just what I need . . .

Before I knew it, the mountain lion had two other friends was a desperately hungry look in their eye's. They jumped off the cliff following in each others footsteps into a surrounding circle. Okay, there might not be a possible way of me getting out of this one. I tried my best not to look directly into one of there eyes. They were beautiful creatures, their coats were radiant. I wonder why their so hungry? Hunters? No, their not aloud to hunter here. Unless . . . someone likes to brake the rules. But why are they so far from the mountains?

I started looking at them this time; the one with a spot on its eye was snapping his jaws at me. "Kitty want to play?" I asked very softly. I slowly reached down for a medium sized stick and through into a bush far enough away from me. Thankfully it distracted the biggest mountain lion, and he ran off to go check it out. "Kitty isn't that smart . . ." The other mountain lions seemed not to be fooled be my cheesy trick and were still circling around.

Before one could get the advantage to pounce a dark blur ran into its side knocking it forcefully against the stone cliff. As I tried to focus so hard on the blur, the mountain lion manage to claw it in the face making it roll back into the leaves. I slowly started backing away while I didn't notice that the hugest mountain cat was right behind me ready to bite into my arm. The blur must have gotten up because it got a good grip of the lion on the neck and drove it to the ground. I let out a squeal tripping over a trees root.

It's too early for all this crap!

Once the blur got the big mountain lion down, the others scattered away with their remaining lives. Finally, the blur came in focus. Standing on the now dead mountain loin was the same brown wolf, with the light brown human eye's, from my dream. Now I was even more terrified than I was when all three mountain cats were surrounding me. I wanted to back away but I couldn't move from my spot. It looked like the wolf was glaring at me. Did I do something wrong?

It ran off towards a few bushes and shifted into a boy. But not just any boy, Drew. He walked out in some jeans and was holding a dark grey t-shirt in his hands. Man, did he have a figure on him. His sharp looks were glamoured by the little sunlight that bleeded through the trees. His face was still marked with the scratch but to me it complimented that hint of toughness.

"Thanks." I sad slowly standing up.

"What were you doing out here alone." He questioned pulling his shirt over his head.

"I was taking my morning stroll." I answered honestly.

"Well, you can take it on the elliptical," He growled. What an ass! "If you haven't notice, were kind of on a food drought right now." When he walked pass me I could smile pine trees and cooked autumn leaves in the breeze.

"Then why are you out here?" He turned around this time and looked at me. His eyes are so beautiful . . . shut up! It looked like he was about to smile but then his face was serious again.

"I was on animal patrol, recently many animals from the mountain regions have been coming this way. Lucas thinks there might be hunters up north." He explained.

"Oh, well, what if I don't want to go on the elliptical?"

"Then go ahead and get cornered by another pack of hungry mountain lions. I can't promise you there will be another shifter that way." He gestured to the deeper part of the forest. I hesitated a bit before following him. It's either death or him. You know death doesn't really sound that bad right now. . .

This time he actually turned around and gave me an intense stare. "Are you bipolar or something? You're like having war with yourself every five seconds." I looked at him terrified. What in the world? "Sorry!" He said to quickly and started walking again. I caught up beside him still a bit confused on how he knew that I was having war with myself. Trey couldn't even read my mind yet. Maybe it's because I wasn't close enough to my birthday for him to tell . . .

While we were going up a steep hill I somehow didn't see a hole in the ground and slipped. Almost falling, Drew grabbed my hand and pulled me very close to him keeping me steady against his body. My heart started pounding hard against my chest as my breath started decreasing. What is it about him that's so different? Our faces were so close all I had to do was lean in and . . . Trey. I let go of Drew's hand admittedly after replaying my dream in my mind and went back to walking up the hill. I heard an unpleasant sigh come from him before he joined me.

Sorry if this is kind of a sudden change if you know what I mean. My main goal for this chapter was to show some kind of connection between Drew and Olive. So yeah PLEAZ REVIEW!