Wolves of a different Pelt - Aurora Kryan (top e book reader .txt) 📗

Party Crasher

“Bring some hotdogs back too!” Mom called after me.
“Ok will do.”

Pushing open the screen door of my house I was blasted with cool air once I stepped over the threshold. It was a welcome relief from the scorching sun outside.

Ahh the cold how I love thee.

I left my head hang in the refrigerator a couple seconds longer before I grabbed the ground beef and hotdogs. I jumped the three stairs going out to the garage and headed back out to the barbecue. The sun soaked my tanned skin and heated up my head so much that when I touched the dark brown top it felt like I got burnt.

“Here you go Zack.”

I laid the food on a tray next to my best friend’s boyfriend. Before I turned away he muttered a thanks and one of his long muscular arms reached over to get a steak from the try. I hopped up on the bench with Katen slinging my arm over her shoulders. I gave a quiet breathy laugh getting a questioning look from her. I leaned in brushing her black hair from her ear so I could whisper to her.

“So bbff do I have to be wary of you two tonight when we set off fireworks?” I said using our version of bff.

“Oh yeaaah bwff it’s going to be intense.” She said jokingly using her version for me.

We burst out into laughter drawing Zack’s attention.

“What?” He said.

“Nothing.” Katen and I chimed together.

He gave us an exasperated look then joined in the laughter. It died off shortly so I preoccupied myself by watching a butterfly that was fluttering around a rose. Suddenly I noticed something.

“Where’s Mom at?” I asked.

“She went out to feed and water the dogs.”

“Oh ok thanks Katen.”

“Yep Yep.”

Zack finished cooking the food then. I handed out plates as we pooled around the table. I grabbed a hotdog, cheeseburger, and some chips then hopped back up on the table to chow down.

Hum wonder if I should have put some ketchup on.

After the first bite I decided the cheeseburger did need ketchup. My hand touched the white cap of the ketchup bottle when someone screamed from the back part of the property.

“Indura!”

My head shot up at once that was my Mom screaming my name in a shrill frightened tone. It caused me to drop everything (literally) and take off at a dead run, once I was covered by the handful of trees in our yard I picked up the pace. Flying over the leaf littered ground at inhuman speed I closed the two acres in less than two seconds. When I slid to a stop on the gravel ramp by the barn I gasped. Mom was holding back my two dogs whose heads came up to her waist.

But my nuts-o barking dogs isn’t what I gasped at it was the growling white wolf that was eating their dog food from inside their locked kennel. My male dog, Riley, broke free of my Mom’s grip causing her to fall to her knees and lose her grip on Sheba too. Riley’s brown saddled black body was right at the fence with his jet black mother. Both barked at the wolf and in turn it barked and snapped its jaws back at them.

“Riley, Sheba, heal!” I commanded them.

On cue they whimpered and ran to my side flanking me. Riley dropped submissively to the ground but Sheba didn’t want to give up so easily, she had her head down and was still growling at the threat of the wolf. I placed my hand on her head quieting her making her sit down but she never took her eyes off him. “Stay” I whispered to them as I took a step forward toward the wolf.

Riley stood up to follow me I didn’t need his protection making eye contact with him he hung his head whimpering. I proceeded forward thankful for the tree cover so no one, let alone my best friend, could see what I was doing. Crouching in front of the fence so I was smaller but still held the sense of command I made first eye contact with the wolf.

I wanted to calm him but I only set him off more causing him to charge the fence growling. I let my own wolf growl out showing I wasn’t impressed by a lone wolf showing off when he invaded my territory. That got his attention it brought his growl up short and made his eyes go wide. I expected him to submit like a normal wolf would have but his next action surprised me. Words, actual words, came out of his quivering lips.

“Ancient one.” He whispered.

“What?”

I asked shaking my head.

I was talking to a wolf yeah so what. But I thought it was actually talking for crying out loud!

Before I could regain my sanity he gasped and back tracked into the fence. The shock in his eyes disappeared and he turned taking a mouth full of chain link fence. I wanted to tell him to stop chewing on it before he hurt his teeth but he surprised me yet again. This time he tore out the fence escaping through the gap.

Sooo not a wolf.

I thought as I laced my fingers through the diamond shapes.

“Sorry Mom bbq’s over.”

I called over my shoulder as I ripper out the door and took off after the large white wolf.

Professor Problems

I had to leap ten foot into the air to get over a giant fallen log. But I knew I was gaining ground on the wolf when all the branches and fresh paw prints in the mud started getting messier. They lead me to a small clearing just before the next property started. I had ran to the edge of the woods without seeing the wolf itself. I heard a twig snap off to my right and chased it.

Fluffy white fur came into view around a weeping willow. I faded into the darkness under its low hanging leaves just out of sight. I was close enough to grab his plush tail or jump on its back if I tried. Inching forward I reached my hand out next to his neck shifting my weight to jump.

Crack.

I was up in the willow looking down on the wolf as he spun around growling at the place I had just been.

Damn it! Stupid fricking twig,

I seethed in my mind. But then again…I thought about my position. This was better if I jumped on him from up here it would stun him more giving me a chance to tie him and get answers. I pulled the braided rope belt from my jeans readying again to jump.

But just as I tensed my legs the wolf rose up on its legs throwing its head to the sky when air whooshed out. What stood in the wolfs place now was a dark red haired teenage boy in baggy camo shorts and a tight sleeveless green shirt. I started to gasp but cut myself off by slapping my hands over my mouth (really hard) I winced at the stinging from my own slap.

OMG! He’s a Royal wolf!

My bugged out eyes swept over his body there wasn’t a sign of anything wolf. It was like he was just on a stroll through the woods on a hot summer day. Maybe he has answers for me. I was about to jump yet again (I should really just do it already) when he disappeared. I forgot I was being covert and that he might be around the next tree.

“Noooo!” I wailed.

Hanging my head I gave the belt in my hands a death squeeze. I let my one chance at find the truth get away I was beyond devastated. That is until my tree branch creaked and swayed. My head shot up to find a pair of hazel eyes and spiked unnatural dark red hair, the boy was up here growling at me. I was so caught off guard by his sudden threatening appearance.

“Whaa!”

I screamed out flailing as I fell from the tree. Luckily I was high enough up I gained my composure in time it summer salt to an upright position in air. When my legs connected with the ground I rolled to avoid fractures then swept my left leg out to spin myself around to face the tree. I let out a low growl of annoyance as tingling shock waves shot up my legs.

I glared at the boys falling figure as he came to a stop defensively in front of me. Before either of us had a chance to make a move or speak a shot rang out. I saw it coming and fainted back into the dark shadows of the willow leaves. The boy undoubtedly could have made it to if he saw it coming unfortunately it was coming from behind him. From my spot in the darkest part of the tree I saw everything playing out in front of me.

I saw a man with buzzed black hair and a mustache coming forward with the ends of the net tangling the boy. Then a short woman with a huge chest and curves walked forward laughing at the netted boy. Her straight blonde hair ended at her shoulders, slung over the one was a gun. My heart began to races as she pointed it at him. Her light southern accented voice drifted on the wind to me.

“Now that I have a shifter I can prove them all wrong! Say good night doggy.”

“Wait!”

I called out running from my hiding place. I pulled my left arm behind my back hiding the rope belt. I swallowed hard the glistening barrel of her semi automatic berretta was pointed at my head.

Come on you won’t die…right? Ha ha.

The laughter in my head sounded crazy. Shoving the rope in my back pocket I held up my hands slowly so she wouldn’t shoot me.

Oh God I hope not.

”What do you want girl?”

“To um,” I swallowed again thinking up a lie on the fly, “Get my brother. He was supposed to drive me to my boyfriends. Mom said he was in the woods again so I came to look for him.”

“Uh huh. Did you know your brother’s name? Cuse I do.”

Shit should have said friend of a friend I just met.

A grin spread across her face as she cocked the gun. The boy in the net yelled at her to stop I was innocent. Dude, haven’t you ever seen movies? Witnesses are killed off dumbass and I’m not as innocent as I look. I said to him in my head. Making my unsaid point I whipped my hand down onto of her wrist causing the gun to fire into the dirt at my feet. Without a Moment’s hesitation I brought the same hand up with the gun elbowing her in the jaw for the hell of it. She went down with a thud.

“Professor Dennis.”