Chapter 1 - The start

It had been six years since she had gotten to the capitol and been under the police chief’s protection whenever she was outside, as well as receiving the same training as the police officers out in the field. Celia was currently sitting on top of a rock, listening to people argue and the sound of hooves against the dirty ground. She had snuck out from her room and was still wearing her training outfit, but it didn’t really surprise her that she felt someone watching over her, they had been that for six years already and she always knew they were there and when they would begin to talk.

“Look who’s out of their cage, little miss innocent,” one of them said right next to her ear.

Even though it did annoy her, she just sat there and listened to everything else in this world, she didn’t have time for people who were thinking she was a fool and tried to pick on her for it. This world needed to change, it need to change to a society where women are more appreciated. Celia opened her eyes slightly and got up on her feet, brushing off her pants as she started on her way down the street of the market. She looked at the people, she studied them.

“Come on, sweetheart. You know that you won’t be able to resist my charm forever,” the same one said and walked up to her.

“What charm? All I see if a group of idiots who goes after the wrong people. Oh, I almost forgot. . . they are just idiots and doesn’t know what’s best for them,” she replied, turning to the group that was bothering her.

By the look on their faces, she had just pissed them off more than she usually did. It looked like they were ready to attack her at any moment, but who dared to attack a girl in broad daylight, especially in the middle of the capitol. Celia shrugged her shoulders and turned back around, heading towards the end of the street, where the royal gates were. She did this every day, just walking down the street to the end and stay there for a time, chatting with the guard before she went back to the house and got dinner. This day seemed different though, when she came to the gates, there were no guards there and the gates were slightly opened.

“Where did they go? They never leave their posts, no matter how much young girls nag at them,” the girl said before entering the ground.

In front of her was a fire as high as the sky. Her heart pumped in her chest and her blood faster before her whole body felt different. She rushed to the smell she was catching up, but it seemed weird, as if she wasn’t in her own body. Celia looked down and saw paws, making her almost jump back in surprise. What had happened to her?

“There is no time to spare! We have to get the baby out of there!” a light voice called out, a woman perhaps.

At that simple word, Celia felt her paws move and the heat caressing her skin as she ran into the burning building. Inside, she saw some people and heard the small whimpers of a baby. She changed back to her human form at the scene in front of her and started leading people out, making sure they held their breaths. When she came to the baby, she picked it up carefully and held it close to her chest. A low hum escaping through her lips as she was heading outside of there, her eyes on the baby. The small being was the cutest thing she had ever seen, especially since she hadn’t seen a lot of kids.

“My baby!”

Celia gave the child to the woman which seemed desperate to get it before she coughed slightly but smiling. She saw the guards who usually guarded the gate and walked over to them, hitting them both in the back of their heads.

“You should never, ever leave the gates unlocked, or there might not be me who walk through them and help,” she said before breaking into laughter.

“There was a wolf that ran inside, but you came out, how?” one of them asked.

She only shook her head and walked back to the gates, thinking of the dinner they were going to have today, it was going to be her favourite. Celia used the hem of her shirt and wiped away the black colour from her face, hoping to at least look decent when she came back home.

“Hey, wait up!” a stranger voice called out.

It didn’t take a second before Celia turned around and almost choked as she felt the cold cloth running down her face. A small laughter left the strange male as he rubbed her face clean before taking it away. She blinked a few times before she punched him in the stomach, with her fist.

“Don’t ever do that ever again,” she growled lowly and turned on her heel, walking back to the house.

It had left a small blush on the wolf’s cheeks, never had she met someone as bold as that guy. Celia looked over her shoulder and saw the male talking to the guards that usually stood by the gates, they seemed friendly. Their eyes met for a slight second as he had turned to her, but she had hurried and looked on the road, and just in time. If she hadn’t done so, a horse would of ran her over.

“Watch where you’re going, psycho!”

Celia had to jump to the side to not get run over. She growled slightly before she got back on her feet and walked inside of the police station. The wolf took off her shirt and grabbed the shirt the chief threw to her.

“I have yet to tell you, don’t just take off clothes in the middle of the station,” he said, not looking up from his files.

“And yet again, I don’t really care. What’s the worst that can happen?”

He only had to look up at her for her to get the point. From her childhood, she had gotten into a fight and scratched her back, which had left dark red scars behind. She nodded and put the shirt on, buttoning up the buttons. Celia grabbed the bow from the wall and went out to the back.

Hours had passed by and Celia was soaked in sweat. Her hands were sore from all of the shooting and her head was aching of all the thinking she was doing. Dinner had been served a long time ago, but she didn’t have an appetite, she was too deep in her thoughts to be thinking of eating.

“Come now, Celia. You can’t be out here all night, you have to eat and sleep for your body to work property,” the chief’s wife called out, holding out a piece of cloth and a bowl of water.

The young girl sighed and put the bow by the tree, heading over to her. She took the cloth and dipped it into the water, starting to wash her face and her neck. When she reached the crook of her neck, she stopped and froze in her spot, where was her necklace? Celia punched the bowl, watching it fall and break into pieces. Her eyes went around, scanning every inch of the garden. Only then a thought came into her mind.

“I swear I will kill them,” she growled, dangerously low as she hurried through the house and out of the front door.

No one touched that necklace and lived through another day, she had made sure of that for six years. She walked down the now empty street with clenched hands as well as a fire raging deep within her eyes. It was almost like she knew where they would be in any time. As she walked into the forest, she stopped and watched them from her towering height.

“You should have seen her, she didn’t even know that it was gone, I bet she still doesn’t know,” the leader, James said to his group.

“Oh, I do.”

As she answered, they turned to her and there was a small breeze brushing through her hair, while the light of the moon reflected in her eyes. James walked forth and held up the necklace, like he was comparing them to each other.

“But I have to admit boys, she’s more beautiful in person. Pity that her family got slaughtered.”

That was her limit. Celia let out a growl and she took a chance and jumped, grabbing James and pulled him with her to the ground. She got up slightly and grabbed his shirt, punching his face repeatedly. The girl could hear the bones in his nose break before she heard small gurgling noises from his throat, he was unconscious. With that, she got the necklace and got up on her two feet.

“Someone else who wants to give it a try?”

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