chapter 4 attacked
Lucas
pov: I gathered the limited things I had and took a few water bottles someone left in the broken fridge and shoved them in my backpack. I shrugged on my sweatshirt and tied up my boots. It wasn't even dawn yet but I went to the front desk and checked out anyway.
Lucas
I didn't have a car and I definitely didn't trust anyone to hitchhike, so I traveled on foot. I hated shifting. I didn't hate my wolf, she was the only person that didn't hurt me, the one that kept me alive all these years. It's just everyone despised my wolf. My dad tortured me for her, the men made me fight more than the others, beat me harder and longer. They all taunted me, made fun of me, because of my wolf. The only time I was in my wolf form is when I had to hunt or had to sleep outside, instead of an of abandoned buildings or cheap motels.
Lucas
He kept me alive for the past two years. He lend me his strength and stamina. He helped me hunt and fend for myself. I gained back weight and also gained some muscles from fighting of rouges and hunting for my meals. I walked out of the front lobby and went behind the motel, towards the woods. I smelled around for other scents, to make sure this was uncharted territory and not claimed by a pack.
Lucas
No scents stood out, just like last night before I check in the motel to make sure it was safe.
Lucas
So I walked into the forest, keeping myself alert and my nose towards the ground to look for scents. The ground was covered in a light bed of snow, Spring was coming soon. I walked for a few more hours. The sun started to peak out from behind the mountains and high trees, turning the sky pink and purple.
Lucas
Noon came and went and it wasn't until almost sunset that I became hungry. I killed a fairly large deer yesterday and it held me off for a while now. I hung my backpack on the low branches of a young spruce and undressed, so I wouldn't destroy my clothes. I sniffed the ground for a while, familiarizing muskeg with the scents so I could come back to my backpack.
Lucas
When I did I took off, with my snout to the ground and ears perked, looking for my prey. The musty soil filled my nose and I found a faint trail of a rabbit. It was minutes old. I followed after it and crouched on top of a higher rock, when I found my prey,so it could see me. I crouch low and tightened my back leg muscles, ready to pounce. My claw came out and I launched myself on top of it. I made a quick kill and began tearing into the sweet meat.
Lucas
Then the smell of rotting flesh clogged my mind and my head snapped up. The rouge wolf stepped out of the shadows, locking eyes with me. It was little larger than me, and a gray color. I growled loudly, a warning to back up, away from my meal and that I wasn't sharing. It ignored me and come closer. I growled again, this time louder and showed my teeth. This time, it growled back and three more rouges appeared behind him.
Lucas
They were trailing behind a little bit, not being able to pick up their speed. I was to focused on the ones behind me that I didn't see the one charging ahead at me until it was to late. He knock me over and used his heavy weight to knock me off my feet. He dug his claws deeply into my side while the others bit me where they could. I was kicking my back legs, trying to get my foot out of ones mouth but all that did was dug his teeth further.
Lucas
The other bit into my shoulders and helped pin me down so I stayed on the ground.
Lucas
I felt my wolf push forward and I let her. She clamped her jaw down on ones unprotected neck and tore out its jugular vein. They became distracted by my wolf's actions, so we easily pushed them off and ran. They quickly came to their senses and followed after me, their growls became angrier. My injured paw held me back from running fast as the pain ran up and down my leg. I could feel my blood gushing from my wounds, making me weaker from blood loss.
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