The Wolf Next Door Chapter 4

“Vance.”

There was that name again. A woman calling and interrupting my focus. Why did she bother me? Couldn’t she it was there in the field? I could. Two ears sticking up.

It bounced around alert to the possibility of the hunter. The possibility of me? I don’t know. Blood pumped through its body and that meant flesh. My claws dug into the earth and I bristled powerful shoulder for the leap. Ol’ floppy ear didn’t make it. Too late did it register me. Jaws and close and too quickly did its scream of pain end and the blood stop.

Smacking my lips, I looked to her. My goddess. She who hung in the sky in brightness on a clear night. She enslaved them you know. All the star answered to her call. She may be the light in the night, but they answered the call of her shadow. I howled to her, trying to call her.

“Vance.”

Was that her? No. This voice was familiar and the goddess would never take an interest in such a lowly life as me. So I looked to the other goddess, the one who lived in the forest and allowed the tips of her branched fingers to brush against my sides. That voice again called a few more times, but I ignored it. The perversion in the woods needed to be addressed.

I sniffed the black of the path, taking in its scent. The smell of gas hung in the air. Pausing, what was gas? Cars used it and rode on this path. With a gleeful bound, I was running along its path, choosing right and later I would go left.

A deer was next. Damn thing screamed in a glorious way before a glorious ripping turned it into a display of theatrical blood, bones, and sounds. Nothing had ever felt so good and when I looked up from my kill to find myself being watched.

I growled my greeting or was it a warning. Yellow eyes came out of the woods and the other wolf sniffed the air. One step forward was all that is took and I was upon my foe. My teeth once again sunk into flesh and my foe whimpered in pain. Before I knew it, it turned away and left me there alone.

“Vance.”

“What?” I responded back to the voice, not too kindly I might add. How dare she keep calling out to me.

“Don’t you get rude to me. Where are you?”

“Who are you?”

There was no reply anI moved on from the kill site. I had caught a strange scent. Following it like a moth drawn to a flame, or an addict to a needle, I moved silently through the forest now, stalking up to the thing.

It was hunched over a familiar scent, tearing into the flesh just like I was without abandon with the deer a few moments ago. The snarls coming from it as it feasted were alien and scary. This Monster was not the same as me.

Run.

The word flashed through me and surged my muscles to obey. The scene was left behind, but whatever it was, it was a monster of extreme measure. So I ran until I was at the creek, but it wasn’t far nor fast enough.

Black and red eyes tackled me in a flash of the attack. It hit me from the front, how could I have run into it. I fought back, of course, flesh ripped and it screamed. I screamed and bones broke with its blows.

A roar sounded, broke us and it took off. Two more wolves joined me. They smelled nice. Like pleasant honey wafting into my nostrils. One stopped to look at me.

“Vance?”

“Yeah,” I responded, coming back from the beast and into myself.

“Thank god,” she said or rather telepathically linked. Memories faded into me.

She was my neighbor, my love, my mate. Dan Bates stood in front of me in her full beauty. A woman of the moon and of the forest who had my heart. Her silver eyes gleamed brightly and at that moment, that moment of moonlight dancing in her eyes, I was me again. Also meant that pain decided to visit my entire body at the same time. Tears were in my eyes and before I knew it, werewolf me, was now human again.

“I forgot how painful the first cycle can be,” Dana said to me. I looked up to see her squatting and looking at me. In the corner of my eye was the redhead Aysel.

“Man, he tore away from us like a bat outta hell. Who would thunk our new Alpha would find the call of the wild more appealing than the call of your wilds.”

“I don’t know what happened,” I said up to Dana. She helped me up and I blushed in my nakedness.

“You really chose a manly one too. Redder than cherry.”

“You weren’t singing the same tune when my face was buried in yours.”

Aysel backed away from me and Dana with a stomp.

“So that was overwhelming,” I said to Dana with a smile.

“Don’t use that smile on me. You should be in trouble,” she said.

“I could give you some trouble,” I said, “ but I have to ask something first, who was the black wolf?”

“Black wolf?”

“You saw him?” Aysel asked running over to us.

“Him?” Dana asked her, brushing her back. My eyes were, of course, more drawn to her breasts, but hey, who could blame me. Dana wearing
clothes meant looking at a sensual woman that hid her curves behind thick sweaters and khaki pants. But man, she id herself justice wearing clothes and being naked. Not to mention her more fun attributes that came out when her inner monster did. Have I mentioned that she has more than two breasts? Big ones nice and firm.

“Yeah, I thought it was just me. A completely black wolf with blood red eyes.”

“What does it mean?” I asked.

The two of them looked at me. Aysel was the one to answer.

“Well, there are different types of wolves. You are an Alpha. Dana, before she met you, I was regressing into a feral, but now she is just a regular one like me. I was an omega, an exile turning to feral. Then there exists a wolf that is corrupted. A Darkenwolf. This may be one of those and if it is, we should kill it fast.”

“Well, it took off when you two showed up,” I said. The both of them laughed and I felt removed from a joke in which I was the punchline.

“If it is a Drakenwolf, that means it’s a newborn one and fairly weak. As time goes, though, they do tend to get stronger and fast.”

“They that dangerous?”

“Kind of. They go with a legend, but I don’t know it,” Aysel said looking to Dana. Dan shrugged and stood up. I joined her.

“So what now?”

“Now young one, we get you home. Hopefully, your mother didn’t check your room. It’s almost dawn,” Aysel said.

Dana looked at me and I knew the conversation. Aysel had started off with trying to kill me earlier in the night until she was stopped by Dana.

Then the two of them colluded together to get me to change. Now all that was up for debate is how Aysel would fit into the pack.

“What about you?” I asked and her head cocked in response.

“What about me?”

“You have to stay with Dana. Drakenwolf and all. Wouldn’t want to lose one of the hottest pieces of ass the world has ever seen.”

“Dana, you picked a flatterer.”

“I know. You should see what he do when he sets his mind to something,” Dana responded and I blushed with the insinuation.

“Hey now, still here.”

“Yes, you are Vance. I’ll be by sometime to find out too.”

At that the three of us headed back home. We weren’t very far from my house. Dana showed me how to sneak up the side of my house and
into my room after she took Aysel inside. In my room, our conversation started on that point.

“So what are you going to do about Rem and the other one?”

“Nothing. Rem was wounded by Aysel and no doubt Chrissie is with him.”

“So two problems solved for now. I’m not going to have to sleep with Rem am I?”

Dana laughed and I hushed her. The both of entangled on the bed.

“No, he will just pledge to you.”

“Okay, so I changed.”

“So you did.”

We sat in silence. I was hoping my hint to her would be taken up. My eagerness to learn more about my mate was eating away at me. She had withheld telling me about herself in fear that infecting me to become a werewolf would kill me. It was an attempt to protect herself and her friends.

“How old are you?” I asked.

“All things you could ask me, that’s what you want to know?”

You know, her silver eyes have this way of making my heart skip literal beats.

“I wanted to start with why you chose the teenage boy next door as a savior, but I know why. What is important to me is knowing you.”
She shifted around and everything was quiet again. Maybe it was more than the prospect of losing me.

“Vance, I’m thirty-two.”

“Whoa, not as old as I expected.”

“You ass,” she said. I shushed her and laughed a bit.

“I’m joking.”

“I know,” she said with a sigh and her hands roamed over my body.

“We can’t really do that you know. My mom is going to be sore at me sleeping in.”

“All day huh? That’s good. We’ll have to get the other two into the pack at night anyways. Your mother and all.”

I nodded.

“Birthplace?”

“Do you want my whole story, Vance?”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Aren’t we mates? I should know about you. I myself wasn’t born here in suburbs of North Carolina. I was born up in Montana.”

“Colorado in the woods.”

“That wasn’t so hard was it?”

“I don’t know, seems to be pretty hard.”

A hand wrapped around my dick, which, yeah, when did that happen? Then I realized how relaxed I felt. Must be her smooth leg hooked
across my body.

“Want to take care of it?”

“I would love too, but not when your mom might hear us. We still have to have our romp alone, and Vance, I expect to be well and claimed.
Also, when we get to, we may need to be outdoors.”

I laughed and we kissed. She whispered into my ear about getting some sleep and left after that. I fell into sleep quickly and awoke to my mom standing over me.

“What?” I said, blinking through my grogginess.

“You slept all day. Just wanted to tell you dinner is on the counter and you have some explaining to do when I get home.”

I grumbled out an apology and my mother left. Seems everyone was leaving me. Getting up, I headed to the food and found myself happily enjoying a steak. Seemed my mother was in a mood. She only cooked meat when she was. Felt like a terrible son at that moment. Past few weeks, we had spent little time together.

“Cheer up,” Dana said through our telepathic link.

“I forgot about that,” I thought to myself.

“You shouldn’t it makes conversation easier.”

“You can hear me?”

“Yes, and hurry up and shower. Kristen and Rem are here. Kristen is freaking out over Aysel and I am doing everything to keep her at bay.”

“Alright, give me a few.”

Ten minutes later, I was in the living room and meeting Kristen. Where a shower had made me feel refreshed, the small petite blonde had immediately dispelled that. Aysel had been cowering in a corner while Kristen was screaming at her when I walked in. Soon as I had walked into the situation, all of Kristen’s attention had been diverted to me.

With a snarl, she had lunged across the room towards me in what looked like an intent on killing.