Love Of A Werewolf by Forest Ostrander (read me a book TXT) 📖

not some other wolf to fulfill this weird plan of hers. Could it be another one of her displays to show that not all things should be followed by the book? I soon went back to sleep, too tired to finish thinking any more on this event. Chapter 2: Entering the Camp

I could see light on the other side of my eye lids, I knew it must be near to noon with as bright as the sun was but I could really care less, my paws were tired from my run and I really just didn't want to get up from where I was until my stomach betrayed me and screamed at me to feed it. I knew this time I should do some actual hunting on my own but I found my paws leading me back to the camp site almost against my will, it was like they had a mind of their own. When I finally did reach the camp site, I didn't see the usual group of kids and their leader, instead I found a different group all together, these people were dressed funny, their clothes didn't really seem like the woodsy type and they had all sorts of guns and I noticed some traps in one of the crates they had. Oh no! What are hunters doing here? I mustn’t be seen! I quietly backed away the best I could, trying to not be seen or heard from these men, this was bad with them being here, I can't get caught! I just can't! Not looking where I was going I unfortunately ended up stepping on a twig making it snap and soon drawing the eyes of every single hunter in the camp on me, this was probably one of the times where I really hated being the only white wolf around here. I whirled around and high tailed it in the other direction, I couldn't lead them to my family but I couldn't fight them alone...or could I? Am I strong enough to fight of all of these men without being killed first? I wondered if I did possess enough strength to fight off these men and live to tell the tale about it. I soon heard the sound of wheels behind me. Oh shit! I can't fight them if they have cars! I picked up the speed even more and hoped to mother moon that she would protect me and keep me safe long enough for me to come up with a plan and get these hunters off of my trail.

I heard rustling in the bushes ahead of me and soon spotted the campers but I also felt a bullet whizz by my head missing my by only a cat's whisker apart, yelping in fight the group turned my way but I didn't stop, bunching up my muscles I made one swift jump and cleared the entire group in one stride, soon landing on the other side of them and disappearing. I knew it was probably risky using them as a barrier, but I figured they could handle themselves better plus it would give me the distance I needed to slip away from the hunters and not be seen doing so.

     Soon slipping behind a tree I changed into my human form, I wasn't very tall being 5'4" but I had the looks of a model, all of my kind did when we changed human, it was how many of them made their money in life to provide themselves a good place to live if they didn't want to go wolf half of the time, my family on the other hand preferred to stay in wolf form, our true form, instead of being considered one with the humans. I knew my father would be disgusted in me with changing into my human form but this situation called for it, these hunters were looking for a white wolf, not some blonde human girl in a white dress. I looked down at my feet, they were bare against the earth and I knew that it looked odd but I could really care less, the hunters were off my trail and I was going to continue on as a human until I was out of this territory and into a different one where it will hopefully be hunter free.

"Hey you there!" I halted in my tracks; it was the voice of one of the hunters. I tried to wipe the fear off of my face before turning around and managed to somewhat compose myself so it looked like I wasn't hiding anything.

"Yes?" I asked turning their way; I also spotted the group with them as well. Traitors I and my wolf thought at the same time. But I knew it was stupid to think of them as friends, humans were too easy to manipulate by other humans so it shouldn't have surprised me that the group would tell the hunters about me as well.

"Have you seen a white wolf run this way?" One of the hunters asked, this was my chance to drive them in a totally opposite direction.

"Why yes I did," I said quickly thinking up a lie.

"Well? Which way did it go?" I pointed to the east side of me, the land that was swarming with bears who would kill anything they encounter.

"She went that way," I said soon realizing my mistake and getting one of the hunters looking closer at me.

"How do you know it’s a female?" He asked peering into my eyes, trying to find a lie somewhere on my face.

"It's common knowledge, all white wolves are females," I said, at least in the werewolf world they were, but it was rare; very rare that a white wolf would be born into the werewolf community. I played with my fingers behind my back, hoping they wouldn't catch my bluff and would carry on in the direction I had pointed them, hopefully the bears would be too much for them and they would be eliminated. I was pleased when the hunter finally took his eyes of me and their leader nodded and left. Letting out the breath I didn't know I had been holding in, I was relieved that they were no longer staring at me as if I was some freak. We are my wolf said to me. I know, but at least we aren’t being hunted, shouldn't that be good enough for us? I whispered in my head back to her and she fell silent. I looked at the group and said.

"Well, with that being all settled, I should be heading home soon, sorry to intrude on your hike," I waved goodbye but was stopped by the adult’s hand grabbing my arm. I froze and my wolf let out a little warning growl which was too low for the human ears to hear, I hushed her, trying to keep her quiet. Don't give us away, chill for a bit ok? He means us no harm.

But he's human! Humans should not be grabbing us!

Would you rather him grab us by the arm and think we were a shy human or pry deeper into our lives and find out the truth? I knew I had won this argument because she went back into her sleep and left me to deal with the situation. I turned to face the man and asked in the most polite tone I could muster up.

"Yes? Is there something I could help you people with?"

"Who are you?" The adult asked, his campers were eyeing me with the same questioning look.

"I am no one of concern. I was just walking through the woods for a stroll and encountered you guys," I lied.

"With no shoes on?" He asked skeptically.

"I know these woods well enough to know what plants to avoid and where to put my feet so I won't get hurt. I have no need for shoes, besides, I own none." That was partially true, I don't own shoes; the only way I was able to have a white dress on was because all werewolves have some sort of clothing on them when we change, it prevents us from going around naked in front of humans or other wolves which might sound strange to you but it comes in handy in situations such as this.

"What is your name and where do you live?" The man asked me. I didn't know what to tell him so I decided to tell him my real name.

"My name is Forest. I live not far from here, now if you would please let me go I should really be heading back home, mother will wonder where I am if I do not show up in time for lunch." The man let his hold on my arm go and nodded, I walked back into the direction of my 'home.'

When I was sure I was far enough where they couldn't see me I changed back into my wolf, it felt good being back on four instead of two. Looking up at the sky I sighed, this life just keeps getting more and more challenging by the minute doesn't it? I thought. Who knew leaving the pack would be this dangerous? If I had known this was going to happen I would have said fuck it to finding a new home and mate and stuck with the pack, at least there I had no worries and still would have been an Alpha when my mother and father passed on, it was my birth right. Even though I had those thoughts in my mind I knew it was time for me to have found my own path in this life, every wolf needed to leave the pack at some point in their life and this time just happened to be my turn, like my aunt before me I have now become a lone wolf in search of her perfect mate to start her own pack and raise her own pups just like my mother and aunt did when they left their parents pack behind them. Getting up I headed back in the direction I was going, hoping I would end up leaving this territory behind soon and be on no man’s land where it should be somewhat safer and I might have a chance at finding my mate on the run. But if that's the case, why do I still feel like going back to that boy? Why is it I had to be drawn to him? He's a human! I shook my head at thinking of what mother moon could possibly want from me, a werewolf should not mingle let alone find a mate in a human yet here I was feeling all gooey eyed to a mere human boy! I looked behind me in the direction that I had left the group and a compulsion like no other made me turn my paws around and once more head back in the direction the group was, I could smell they had not gotten far and I followed their trail until I soon came up on them, letting out a small yip to get their attention, they all turned around and I wagged my tail. Oh great! Here I am now acting like a pathetic dog! What