Do You think I care? - Shayla Mosher (read the beginning after the end novel .txt) 📗

it lost its balance and stumbled, Braydyn pulled Jake to his feet, luckily he was not harmed too badly. But Markus seemed even madder than I was; he came to attack the thing next. It was somewhat like a panther, but about three times as big with a red stripe down its back. It had wings tucked into its sides; it reminded me of some mythical creature. I made sure Ashlyn was taking care of Jake as I heard some of the guys shifting, this was no one wolf job. I saw what I assumed to be Markus in wolf form on the creature’s back. The blond that had been standing behind him, Summer, was crouched on the ground with her eyes closed muttering something with her hands outstretched towards the thing. I was already in form, but decided something bigger than a wolf would be needed here and it was tiger again, a little more ferocious.

I leaped towards the animal and knocked it down on impact. It was surprised, which let me have just a few seconds of time extra, I used them to sink my teeth deep into its neck. It stood, quivered and then fell to the ground with a thud. I saw a black smoke surround it and then I saw that it had shifted, I gasped, though I shouldn’t have been surprised. There, lying on the ground, with blood seeping from gashes in his neck, was James, gasping for breath. I stumbled back after shifting, gasping for breath. Shifting twice in the matter of minutes takes it out of you, plus finding out that one of my own was attacked by this freak-a-dink ass, that’ll top off anyone. I went into a super pissed off rage real quick.

“What the hell is this?” I practically roared. Everyone in the clearing including Markus, flinched when I yelled in my alpha voice.

“I’m so sorry. This wasn’t m-m-m-y doing I swear; we didn’t mean to b-bet-r-ray you. This was James, I swear it, and s-s-something must’ve set him off. You have to b-b-believe me, Shaniqua. I would n-n-never try to overthrow the MoonBlood Pack.” He was actually trembling; it was obvious this guy was freaked out at the thought of pissing me off. So part of me wanted to believe him, but then part of me said that I wanted an explanation. So I’d give him one chance and that was it, if I found it satisfactory he’d be fine. Otherwise he and his pack would pay for the prank he just tried to pull on me.
“Alright, there’s a part of me telling me to believe you.” He visibly relaxed, but was still tense. “However, I want an explanation and it better be good. Otherwise….” I grinned evilly and he gulped and his pack’s breathing I do believe actually stopped. “So it’s up to you, start talking.”


He's a What?!

“Ok” he took a deep breath “James is a little different form the rest of us. He’s not technically one of the pack, we sort of adopted him.” I nodded waiting for him to go on, he looked scared as shit. “He came to us, three years ago. Said his pack was killed, and seemed pretty honest, so me and my mate took him in. He was alright for a while, did what he was told, was a little down and depressed, but we assumed it was because his parents and family were killed. It was about two weeks before he would tell us in detail what really happened.” He glanced at James. “He told us that his pack had been attacked by faery witches They fought and won as the fact, their pack was short of their hunters, from the feed. They had held him and his pack captive and since he was the next in line used him as bait for the hunters, as well as a motive to make his parents do their bidding.”

“They were there four days before the hunters gathered anyone to help attack the faeries, they were extremly powerful at that time. The Silvernight vampires agreed to help in exchange for them to help them gain back their territory that had been taken from them by the faeries. Once the agreement was made, they planned the attack. However wolves never did like vampires and never will, same viseversa. So the vampires planned to backstab them from the beginning. During the battle the vampires turned and attacked on the faeries’ side.”

“his father came to his rescue, but was killed soon after in the battle, and to add salt to the wound, it was a vamp that killed him. His mother was never found, and in the end only him and two other from his pack survived. He held a personal grudge against all vamps from that point on.”

“Well, that’s quite a story, but I have a question… how did he know Jake was part vampire? Can you answer me that one?” I glanced over at the guys holding him down. Then to Jake who looked pale, but pissed. I knew he’d get his revenge eventually.

“He is not full wolf, only half. He is also part demon shifter, meaning that creature you saw him in. It’s the only other thing he can shift into, and when he’s in that state he is allowing his mind to be taken over by a demon. Meaning his human self doesn’t remember anything after, the last thing it remembers is the searing pain of the demon entering his mind and soul. Once he’s been taken over, it takes a severe amount of pain to drive it out. Meaning when you sank your teeth into his neck.” He was starting to give valuable info, so I let him go and he stood up.

“So what else is he?” I needed to know everything there was to know about him if he was going to get off with this one. Otherwise I’d just let the guys (Jake) have at him. No one attacks my pack and gets away with it scot free.

“ His other part is Sanguine Venator.” I looked at him quizzically.

“Explain please, because I’m pretty damn sure none of us know what the fuck a Sanguine Venator is.” I was a very impatient person when I was angry, I didn’t think that I should have to tell him to explain.

“It just means they are vampire hunters. They have a natural instinct to hunt them. They can be trained out of it as he was being part wolf; his parents didn’t want him hunting vampires. However, the hate he acquired for them brought back all of his natural instincts. He can’t help himself, when he smells the distinct odor of vampire blood; his “other half” takes over. He snaps and attacks whatever has the smell, no matter how miniscule.” He took a deep breath. “At the age he is now, there would be no way to train him out of it now. He was he has become and there is no changing it. We just control him the best we can. I just didn’t think was anyway a wolf could have vampire blood.
Otherwise I would have asked before if there would be any threat or worry.”

Imprint

Text: Cheyenne
Editing: Cheyenne
Publication Date: 04-13-2012

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Dedication:
To all those who don't care what people think of them. You Rock! Also, to all those who inspired the characters. One being my boyfriend, another my bro, and another my best friend. Love ya