TWO

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{ Arietta's POV }

I've been traveling in wolf form for at least three days now. I'm exhausted so I gave my wolf full control. She's leading us to where we need to be.

I can feel it.

This journey to the council won't be an easy one, I'll have to pass uncharted land. Which can mean anything from rogues, to other creatures, and if I'm unlucky enough possibly a run in with the hunters who have just been resurrected.

Rogues are lethal and uncontrolled. They aren't just werewolves, like most believe. They can be any creature who turned sour. Meaning they turned especially dark, and ended up losing their minds, yet not their heads. Erik has always said that the humans must've made zombies up after seeing a rouge. Because apparently they are very similar. I've came across a few here and there, and it was never a good encounter.

Four days since I've been in wolf form. I've actually covered a good amount of ground considering that the weather hasn't been on my side. However today is a pretty day. It isn't hot but the sun is shining beautifully through the trees, almost making me smile.

However my rambling thoughts and smile get cut off when I sense an unknown and powerful presence coming around me. I turn around swiftly only to see no one, making my wolf become a little agitated and on guard. I know someone or something powerful is among us.

I start to hear paws hitting the ground around me, it's in that moment I realize that I'm now surrounded by rouges. They circle me making sure that I can't run. I start taking deep breaths calming myself, much like Erik taught me.

" Stay brave and remain sane. "
I hear his voice speak in my head.

A rogue runs straight at me aiming for my neck, so instead I take a bite out of his neck, and spit it on the ground. My wolf doesn't play. She's ruthless.

More rogues keep coming, and for each attack they send my way.. I copy and execute perfectly. Or should I say my wolf executes perfectly.

I start to feel that powerful presence again and this time I only turn my head slightly. I see a large and muscular man with long white hair, and golden eyes. Stunning was the first word to cross my mind. Dangerous was the next. Although I didn't get time to fully admire his looks because he immediately started ripping apart the rogues in his human form. To be completely honest I'm not sure I even know what he is or how he exists but the way he ripped through the rouges told me all I needed to know.

He is in fact powerful, and stunningly dangerous.

What strikes me as odd is the pull I feel towards him. Why is it there? And why is it so strong?

He finishes ripping apart the rogues, and looks at me observingly only to give me an order as he says "Shift"
He seems a little caught off guard when I don't.
He takes a step towards me, and I let out a warning growl. He stops walking and observes me with pure curiosity and interest. Although he wears a poker face his eyes tell me some of what I need to know.

It isn't until his eyes meet mine that I feel an overwhelming feeling coming over me. It feels as if tiny sparks are moving underneath my skin.

It's then I realize the mess I'm now in.

He lets out a low growl and says "Mate"

I shift back and the first word out of my mouth is "Shit."

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