Chapter 107
Claire's POV
Taking a deep breath I let go, allowing my wolf to take over and be free. When I open my eyes again, the world is different. Colors deeper, sounds louder, smells more intense. The pines and leaves on the trees a deeper and brighter green and yellow. The sounds of birds chirping in the distance. It's hard to switch from human to wolf so quick, everything's a little mixed up due to such change and enhancement. I try to drown out the sounds in my head, it being so loud to what I'm used to. If my parents let me change everyday it would be more normal. I stare down at myself, thick dark fur, large paws and muscles relaxed and strong. I shake out my fur and jump around the trees, testing my reflexes. I chase a couple birds, dig my paws into the dirt and run until I can't even breath.
I've probably been out here for two hours but my moms at work anyways. I hear the sounds of cracking twigs, my pointed black ears pipe up and I look around. My heart starts to pump so I quickly run behind the tree, not even thinking to sniff the air for intruders. I shift back quickly and throw on my clothes.
When I come out from behind the tree I hear a quiet gasp, and jump. I look around, throat tight and fear exploding through me.
"Hello?" I ask praying it's my mom coming out to yell at me for being out so long
I don't hear anything for a movement and I think I might just be psyching myself out. I sigh and take a deep breath, shaking my head. I turn towards the house and start to walk, but again I hear the crunching of dead leaves behind me.
I look around and search through the open space between trees...still seeing no one.
"Who's there?!" I call out and start to walk slowly in the direction of the sound
It's silent a moment but I listen closely to try and find them. In a split second the person changes and a wolf comes from behind a tree. I gasp and fall back, falling against the hard ground, sticks pocking at my palms and gritty sand covering my fingertips. I stare at the light brown wolf, frozen, my body bricked to the ground.
Something seems familiar about this females wolfs eyes. But they stare angrily at me and her fur stands up straight in furry. She paws the dirt and lowers her head, the muscles of the wolfs body strong and rigid.
I've only ever seen a few wolves. I've seen my parents, but they rarely change, I've seen Bervely's, I've seen Lawrence's and a lot of warrior wolves but never this one. She has to be apart of the pack because no one can get passed the guards surrounding the territory...but who is it. Whoever this is knows what I am. The thought instantly makes the breath inside my lungs disappear.
Maybe I should change and fight her off, there's no doubt she knows about my wolf. This could be my true test. I could finally see if I'm weak or not, I could compare myself to this wolf and see if my feeling of inner power is shown on the outside.
Before I have time to stand and shift she snarls at me, drool dips from her bared sharp teeth. I slowly make a move to stand but she barks and howls and runs past me, clipping my shoulder. I groan and fall back onto the ground, pain spiking through my body.
A whoosh of wind passed around us and the female wolf runs away, flicking through trees and blending in with the horizon of the forrest as she gets further away. I stay stunned on the dirt covered floor, holding my shoulder and waiting for it to heal.
Who was that? And what are they going to do?
I stand and wipe myself off, my shoulder pops into place and I groan. With a pounding heart I walk home, watching my back and turning around every five seconds...afraid of someone watching. This is what my parents were afraid of...they were right, now the whole pack will know about me. They'll all think the rumours of my weakness is true.
My walk home is a blur, my brain thinking up everything that will happen . What will my parents do to me if everyone knows? What will Martin think of me? Will he hate me and throw me out of the pack? My heart sinks at the thought and I shiver, feeling the numbness of reality sink in.
When I get home the house is empty, I wish I was connected to the mind link. Maybe then I could listen out for the secret wolf who knows about me and see if they will tell. But I can't. So I cower away in my room, not allowing myself to go outside and be seen. I shut my curtains, even afraid to see Martin ....no matter how badly I want to be in his arms.
First thinking Martin's hates me, then his message out to the pack, to then having to go through a best friend break up with both my best friends, then Martin's kissing me, and now a mystery wolf knows about me. I fall on my bed, my whole body feeling like I could explode....what am I going to do? Should I just save myself from the embarrassment and just leave...I have no where to go. And honestly I don't want to leave Martin even if he'll hate me if he finds out.
For the rest of the day I force myself not to think, I read books and watch movies but sadly those things can only distract me for so long. I cry about everything, I cry about my beloved uncle and aunt dying from still the unknown- taking my unborn cousin from us, I cry about my confusion with Martin, I cry about the crudity of my sister and mom and dad, I cry about what's happening with Lawrence, me, and Tara, and I cry about someone knowing about me.
I hear my parents come home, Bervely come home after her run, I hear them talk and laugh in the kitchen, I hear them eat their dinner at the table without me. I lay in my bed and listen, the tears seeming to never dry from my eyes.
At this point the sun has set and I lay in the same position. The conclusion of what I should do still not coming to me. My room at this point is practically pitch black. Not even the moons light shines through into my window. My eyes are drowsy and I have a hard time keeping them open, I don't even know what time it is. I listen out and don't hear anything so everyone else must be asleep already.
I turn over and finally close my tired eyes, already feeling myself drift off. I hear a quiet ringing and a vibrating in my pocket. I feel my hand reach for it and unconsciously answer.
I don't speak, I hum in answer
"hmm" I say lazily, the phone falling from my hand
"I know what you are" the voice says but I don't register it
Whoever it was hangs up and my phone falls in the sheets next to me and I drift off into a much needed sleep.
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