Chapter 4

Alexia's POV This was just a nightmare. Here I was, one step closer to my second chance, and then some hunters decided to attack us. They told you about potential threats to werewolves during training, and one of them was hunters. Hunters were humans who liked to kill werewolves and they generally did it out of sheer hate for our kind. But looking at the number of humans who had barged into the audience, it seemed like this was a well coordinated attack. My first instinct was to run into the audience and fight them. However, it seemed like all of them had guns loaded with silver bullets. I got off Gerald immediately. Gerald looked hazed for a minute and looked around. And then realization hit him. He looked at me with wide wolf eyes. With the shake of the head, I indicated him to follow me. We could not mind-link as were not linked to any pack. Soon we were running to my side of the pavilion, where we could be safe and think about what to do next. As soon as I reached the locker room, I shut the door behind us. "Well, well" said a voice as the door got shut, "what do we have here?" Gerald and I were startled, but a soon as we saw a filthy hunter in the corner of the room, we barred our canines. "Ah, now you don't want to that, do you?" he said cocking his shotgun and pointing it towards us. "I think it is safe to say I will be blowing out one of your brains. One wrong move and both of you mutts are dead." I took a threatening step forward. "The bitch wants to fight, doesn't she?" mocked the asshole. I didn't falter, instead, I ran at full speed and as he shot the gun at me, but my speed was no match for him. My wolf body ran between his legs, hitting his jewels. The hunter was on the ground seething with pain. "Oooow...You bitch." Gerald saw this as an opportunity to kick the gun away from the hunter. I pounced on the man and bit him. He died in an instant. I tried to catch my breath and my wolf form collapsed on all fours on the locker room floor. Gerald's wolf came upto me and nudged my neck.  I was too exhausted to think anything. Having saved my endurance and my strength for this one competition, ending up like this was not my goal. All of a sudden the door burst open by a black wolf. Cinnamon and apples my wolf howled in joy. The wolf's gaze fell to the dead hunter near me and then Gerald's wolf form. He growled at Gerald and the reddish brown wolf jumped away. The black wolf walked towards me and we did not lose eye contact. The black wolf then transformed into a full-grown man - as naked as his first day on Earth - and I could not keep my eyes off him - all of him. And then he said one word that changed my whole existence. "MINE."