I waited…

And waited.

After about 20 or so seconds, I was surprised when…who ever this wolf was, didn't expose my hiding place.

I have to say though, he's an impressive were-wolf; intelligent with a hint of mischievous ice blue eyes, long clean teeth and a very muscular body.

Andrew! Someone snapped, breaking the stare. You're meant to be paying attention. What are you looking at…? The big black wolf, Sam, looked right up to me.

As soon as he saw me, everything happened at once; Sam growled, all the wolves went bonkers, I jumped out of the tree and someone – or something – hit me.

The air from my lungs was knocked from me as I got pinned to a tree with a thwack.

I yelped when claws dug into my shoulders and legs…pulling down.

One of the Alpha's yelled out a command, and at the same time I was hit again, so hard against the tree that it cracked under the weight.

I looked to see Andrew digging and biting into Paul. Move. Run! Got to move! Bleeding. Run!

My thoughts ran through my head like provoked bee hive.

Paul half twisted to Andrew and there was a yelp - and I swear someone broke something.

Or was that me?

My head got smacked back against the tree. My eyesight was now like I was looking through a dirty glass.

My jaw broke in another impact and I howled in pain.

With a whimper and some luck, I somehow managed to slip out side ways.

Something snapped in my chest and I was gouged down my chest.

It felt like a train, bull, car, bus, a sumo wrestler, a bullet, a chain saw and a knife was hitting me all at once.

There was a shrill howl of pain that made me shiver.

It was me.

My legs felt like someone was pulling them in every single direction, and with that amount of pain it was no surprise to me when I lost the painful battle with my legs and feel to the ground.

The last thing I remember was blacking out.

I could feel my conscious. But I couldn't at the same time. It's like those times when your parents walk into your room; you wake up and nod for no reason, and fall straight back to sleep.

Except when every time I woke up, I felt like there was an elephant gladly sitting on my head.

So, I faded out of conscious.

When I woke up again, I forced myself to stay awake.

Looking around – my sight was heaps better than I remember it – I saw no one there. It was midnight, or round about.

There was blood flowing down the hill I was on for about six meters. And I was covered in my own sweat and blood.

After a brief – and painful – examination, it turns out I have a pierced lung, a broken rib, a gouged chest wound, a broke foot, a snapped collar bone, a broken jaw, deep wounds down the side of my legs and arms whilst have scratches everywhere else.

Suddenly, I felt my broken rib snap back into place, causing a bus load of pain and a rush of blood dribbling down my mouth.

Such a wolf thing to do, even though I had no reason to do it.

I howled.

It was full of the pain, the anger, the sorrow, the loneliness and the shame I was feeling.

When I had finished the howl, I gasped for air and settled down.

Why would anyone come looking for me?

I don't even know where I am.

I sighed and looked around.

Turns out I'm in a different place to where I was ruthlessly attacked.

I seemed further away from the sea.

But when I smelt for confirmation that I had been dragged here, I smelt nothing.

Then again – for all I know my nose is stuffed up too.

Something in my foot re-broke and moved into place.

I yelped and decided – the best thing to do would be to sleep it out.

I woke up again.

And noticed there was a fur coat on me.

I tried to move to get it off, and almost had a heart attack when it sat up.

We stared at each other – he was giving me that 'I'm here and you can't make me move' look and I just stared bluntly at him.

Whose he?

Those eyes…look famili- Andrew!

Andrew! I barked happily. If my tail wasn't soar, it would have wagged.

I suddenly felt cold, like all the happiness was drained.

Why was I so happy to see this person? Was it because I have been alone for so long? Was it because he was – well…- sitting on me?

Andrews ears bent backwards as if he understood.

You where all alone…I couldn't just leave you here. He woofed softly. And your howl last night – he shuddered, sending my body vibrating along with his. It felt good… Whoa stop right there! – even the pack couldn't stop me from looking for you.

I just stared at him.

His body fit perfectly over mine – his leg was over mine, his front hand over my chest and his chest fit like a jigsaw puzzle against my spine.

He suddenly did a heart stopping wolfy grin at me.

And I'm just glad you're female. He looked a little confused. Although I didn't think there where any female Alpha's.

My heart started up again. Yeah. I didn't know there where any male Alpha's. I chuckled deep in my throat. I've never met another two Alpha's.

There was a small silence. What do you mean your glade I'm female?

Andrew shifted as if uncomfortable. I was just glad he put himself closer to me.

My ears perked up suddenly. What's the date?

He tilted his head and thought. Think it's…Thursday?

If I could have slapped my forehead, it would have been very tempting right now.

I was meant to be at school on Monday!

Shit!

I have to go to school tomorrow. I groaned.

Andrew smiled. I'll come with you.

I beamed with out thinking. Okay.

He'll have to enrol and stuff though…

Wait.

So why's it good I'm female?

Andrew moved closer and looked away quickly before looking back at me. He looked worried. Nervous.

Because…well…you know how I've never – neither has anyone in my pack – seen a female Alpha wolf. So everyone thought you male. I had my doubts. He was looking my straight in my eyes as if begging me to see something. What was I missing?

And…you're the first female wolf I've ever met that younger than me…and for…well…to imprint the female must be younger than the male…

Oh.

You've…imprinted on me? I asked.

Andrew nodded. Everyone in the pack says I have the signs of it. None stop thinking of the person, feel you have a draw to them, sexual attraction –I suddenly blushed. Well, he wasn't. Actually to tell the truth I can't tell. But it's such a male thing to say things like that so openly and not be embarrassed. – that sorta stuff.

He looked glad to be over that little speech.

You should be healed over by tomorrow. He declared.

Why are you sitting on me then? Does that make me heal faster? I asked curious.

Andrews ears went backwards. I can get off if you want…

No! I barked when he started to move.

He looked at me as if he was trying not to smile. Okay.

I sighed and lay down so I was wrapped in myself – tail over nose and all.

This, unfortunately, meant moving away from Andrews's warm and good looking body.

I shuddered when the cold wind hit me, but felt the welcoming warmth when Andrew's body settled over me, his head next to mine.

I still don't know your name. he whispered in my ear. My ear, not used to so much warm air in it (it tickled) flicked back and forth as he spoke.

Genna. I sighed happily and snuggled closer to him.

Genna. He said my name as if tasting it; you're a very beautiful young wolf, who – I think – must be just as, if not more beautiful human. Something wet hit my ear and butterflies in my stomach went haywire. It was his tongue!

Well, I can't imagine you more handsome. I was slipping into sleep. Great time to say stupid things and not remember them.

Weird. I yawned.

Strange, how you can make sense of everything on the verge of sleep.

I think I've imprinted on you, too.