1 comments/ 10300 views/ 10 favorites Hunt for Love Ch. 01 By: firecracker424 thank you for taking the time to read my story. I've been working on it a while an finally decided to submit it. please comment any feed back is most welcome. -------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 We Guaru have hidden in the shadows for many moons, seeking only those of our own kind to take as our mates. Very seldom are we able to find one like ourselves. Those that do are driven mad with lust, retreat into hiding with their mates, hardly seen again. Many like myself stay hidden among the humans, learning to live among creatures that we look so much like, yet are so different from. Let me introduce myself: I am Dakota Silvercloud. In my human form, I stand 6' 2'. I have very sleek swimmers build with long black shoulder length hair and green eyes like the deepest green of the red wood forest. Humans seem to notice an air of mystery that surrounds me, Often commenting that I'm very intimidating an scare the living daylights out of them. On many occasions, I've taken humans into my bed for the physical release. See the thing with my kind is that when we want to fuck... we do just that. It's nothing more then the sensation of getting off then discarding whom ever it is we just used and ask for nothing else of them. Seems so simple doesn't it? Well let me tell you its nothing of the kind. There is nothing simple about trying to keep your animal at bay when all it wants is to rip apart whoever it is that you are impaling with your member. Its a power struggle most of the time. Trying not to change while you are fucking someone. I have done it once though and the outcome was like something out of a horror movie. There was a native woman that we called Aurora. She said she wanted to see what the Guaru looked like. She wanted to see if the legends were true. I told her that she was a crazy woman and should put it out of her mind and left it at that. One night I woke up with her in my bed, straddled across my lap with her tight pussy clenched around my cock. She had me hard as hell and damn I wanted to take her then and there. In the calmest voice I could muster threw clenched teeth I flat told her to stop before she gets what she thought she wanted. She laughed at me and slid her tight wet cunt down lower on my shaft. It took all I had to control my wolf until then. By the time she was entirely impaled I couldn't stop. I was past the point of being able to keep him at bay but I held on just a moment longer, then before I realized it I rolled her underneath me and started fucking her like she was the last pussy I'd ever get . The look in her eyes as I took her deeper and harder was like nothing else I have ever seen. It was passion, horror and fear combined. I rode her hard unrelenting, refusing to stop no matter how she cried. I growled at her "You asked for it crazy woman now you shall see what our kind does to a human". After that, I lost total control my wolf. I scarcely remember anything that happened. However, what I do remember was unmistakably animal. My ridged cock ripping into her body as I grew larger and larger within her sex. Practically tearing her to pieces. Her screaming, howling in pain as I howled in pleasure. What a sound. From what I'm told of that night she barley survived. As I said, I warned her. As I sit here in my packs manor, I can't help but wonder if there is another Guaru like me out there. Someone like me who hates what they are. I lay on my bed letting all of these things drift threw my mind as I slowly slip into the throws of sleep. I'm running threw the woods in my true form. The breeze flowing across my fur I can feel every little thing. I hear the thunder of my paws. I feel the dirt beneath me. I can smell my prey. I'm hunting, running quickly, ducking in and out of the bush silently. I'm almost there, I can feel my heart pounding feel it in every inch of my being. That rush, I feel it coming. I howl as i close the distance to what I'm chasing. A long deep howl. Suddenly I stop. I see it there. Such a beautiful creature. How magnificent. I can't believe my eyes. A lone white tigress. She is crouching near the stream drinking. Her tail swishing this way and that. She arches her back as she stretches rising from the water. Her ears twitching. She looks around then bolts like a flash of white light. I chase after her. Trailing her scent. Damn it I can smell her but I just can't get to her fast enough. I run as fast as my paws will carry me. Suddenly her scent vanishes into thin air as though she never existed. I'm panting hard trying like hell to catch my breath. Damn it!! Where could she have gone? No one just vanishes like that unless...impossible. I shook the idea from my head. Having lost the scent, my wolf lost interest in the hunt so I shifted back into my human form. I feel so alive, so eager and anxious to discover that creatures identity. Suddenly I awake in my bed. I trace fragments of the dream through my mind. The tigress. Those eyes. That look of being caught. Dear Luna! That dream can't be real, yet I can't get her out of my head. Standing,I pace back and forth across the wood floors, unnerved by the sound of my own footsteps. I slide into my over stuffed armchair with a big sigh. I slowly drift off into the tail end of my dream. I'm running again. Chasing after her. Suddenly I stop and remember something more. She changed Changed from feline to human right before my very eyes. I catch her eye and as I look at her I wake with a start. Shit! The damn phone is ringing. I pick it up. "Hello, yes this is him. No. what do you mean? yes I'll be right there." I drop the phone back onto the cradle. That was the Alpha's Beta. Also known as my father's right hand man. One of the few wolfs that I hate and have to respect and take orders from aside from my father. Let me explain. We Guaru are made up of clans or packs. Each pack has its own beliefs on how we should behave. Then there is the Known set of Laws that everyone in all packs, no matter their rank or beliefs, must obey. My father is Alpha and demands the pack obey his every word to the very letters it contains. He is the "top dog" (pardon the pun). Or so he makes everyone think. I on the other hand only do as he says to appease him. I have little respect for him let alone of what he represents. When I was young he tried to kill me for going against him. He is an evil man at times. Always expecting someone else to do his dirty work. My father believes that the human race owes us everything there is that they have. Including their lives. You see my father is not a shifter he is a full wolf. Think of a werewolf the human body with hair all over and a face that is a combination of human and wolf. To the average person he would scare the shit out of them. He just had his beta call me to tell me to meet him at the security hall. It's where every thing that no one knows about happens. He said he had something for me to do there. So once again I do as he tells me to so I don't get my throat ripped out. I jump on my motorcycle and ride the 20 miles to the security hall. As I pull into the driveway I catch the strong scent of a woman. I climb off my bike heading for the door the closer I get the more I can hear the sounds of chains and screaming. I open the door and see my father standing there laughing. As I approached him from behind, all he can say is about time. I stand there and watch this hopeless creature that is chained to the wall. The only thing that I hear is my father's laughter and the woman screaming. I step in front of him with a bewildered look up on my face. "How could you treat her like this? You treat her as though she is nothing more animal." He reaches up and slaps me for even thinking about questioning him. He tells me to take care of her knowing full well that I will not let harm her further. He turns and leaves the room, leaving me alone with this frightened battered woman. As I approach she begins to shake an scream thinking that i'm going to hurt her more. I've come close to her, almost touching her. I whisper into her ear "I'm going to release you, but please don't try to run." She stood there shaking and whimpering and simply nodded her head as I released her hands from the shackles on the wall. She fell to the floor in a mound of flesh and hair sobbing. I knelt down close to her and told her to stand. She looked up at me with a look of fear deep within her eyes. I couldn't help but wonder what my father and his goon squad had already done to her but then again I wasn't sure if I even really wanted to know because I could already smell their stenches on her. I took her by the arm and helped her rise. She tried to pull away from me as soon as she was on her feet. But I couldn't allow that to happen. I pulled her to me once again and told her that if she tried to pull away or tried to run that I would leave her here and let my father have his way with her again. I lead her toward the chambers to see what information I could get out of her. There had to be a reason why my father had chosen her. He always had a reason. He once said to me that he loved the look of fear that human women gave him. Loved that look of their helplessness. He had a way of scaring the shit out of most anyone except me. I had learned from a young age not to fear him. That I was stronger then he was. To this day I can still remember his words echoing in my head. He said to me, "you are a puny little useless human creature too bad you didn't turn out like me. You might have actually made something of yourself." I resent him for being my father and yet I still stick around to "help" him so he thinks. All I end up doing is saving the poor victims that he finds to play with. Torturing them, doing things to those women that is totally unimaginable to the normal mind. Hell even to someone like me who is a "born" killer it's unimaginable even to me. I decide to take her back the manor to let her heal an regain her strengths. So I led her out to my bike an set her on the fuel tank holding her close as I return to my privet entrance of the compound. As I open the door to my private chambers she hesitates as I step aside to let her into the room. I gently guide her towards the bathroom. "You can clean yourself up in here; There is a robe that you can wear if you want behind the door." She simply nods her head in acceptance then leaves the door slightly ajar. I hear her turn on the water to fill the tub then smell the aroma of flowers. Ah yes the bubble bath... never fails they always use it. Maybe it makes them feel more feminine I don't know but every last one that I have brought in here to clean up has used it. It's almost as if they know that once they enter that bathroom they are safe and it gives them a bit of hope. See that bathroom has a lot of the things that women love. It has a huge garden tub, a fully lit vanity as well as a very large picture window overlooking the lake. Very peaceful if I do say so myself. But for those few women whom I have the opportunity to salvage from my father, they have a chance to stop and think about what has happened to them and then decide if they are going to stay with me or run. That's what it really amounts to. I can hear that the water has been turned off and the gentle movement of a body within the depths of the tub. The smell of a woman combined with the aroma of soap, god it's driving me nuts. I slip closer towards the bathroom door. I can see her lying there beneath the water, steam rolling off the top of her breasts. The supple curves of her body slightly visible from below the fragrant bubbles. I can feel the bulge of my cock against my jeans. I let out a low groan that she must have heard because she looked towards the door. I pulled the door open and slid into the steamy aroma filled room. I pulled the vanity chair towards the tub where she lays the whole time she is watching my every move. "Are you enjoying that warm water?" The look in her eyes seemed to soften and the need to flee lessened a little. She simply nodded her head slightly in agreement. It's as if she has forgotten how to speak or just refused to do so. I stood up and retrieved a bath sheet from the cupboard and held it out to her. She got up and turned around with her back to me and held her arm up as I slid the towel around her. Gently I lifted her from the tub into my muscled arms then set her into the chair where I sat. The sight of her sitting there, steam rolling off of her petite, curvy body, the smell of freshly cleaned skin pooled with the scent of a woman, all making the bulge of my cock even harder against my jeans. I can feel her eyes trailing along my body. Taking in the sight of my toned muscles, evenly toned skin the color of finely tanned leather. I noticed her eyes resting on the bulge beneath my jeans. I look into her eyes with a smile from within my own. And can't help but chuckle a little as she tries to peel her eyes from mine. "Are you afraid of me? Or are you just afraid that I'm going to hurt you?" Yet again I get no response from her. Frustrated, I stand up leaving her there to sit there in her own silence. Damn it I can't just sit here while she is driving me totally insane. I call for one of my servants, an omega to tend to her so I can take my leave. Down the long walk, threw the trees, and then around threw the meadow, to the shoreline of the lake. I strip down to my skin letting the sun hit me with its warming rays. Then silently, I slip into the water like a duck without a sound, diving beep beneath the subtle waves upon the shore. It's very placid under here. All you can see is water everywhere and feel the pressure in every inch of your body. Everything telling you to surface yet all you want to do is stay under and see everything you possibly can. Tiny little fish dart this way and that as if trying to get away, yet not going anywhere in particular. Swimming back towards the shore I see something from within the trees. As I climb up the bank towards the tree line I hear footsteps so faint to the human ears but I'm not human now am I? Then that familiar scent again, a soft feminine aroma. I start running after it. My wolf is clamoring to get out, so I give in. Transforming ever so swiftly into him. It's almost like an out of body experience when one changes. My limbs turn into paws, face turns into that of a wolf, and ears lengthen. My fur is the color of onyx but tints blue beneath the moonlight. I can run ten times faster then the fastest animal alive. I hear five times better then an elephant, smell better then the best K-9. I stop suddenly when I hear a rustling above me. I get a whiff of a human. Humans are not allowed upon these grounds unless they are invited. I start trailing the scent. Weaving this way and that in and out of the trees. Something is watching me; I can feel its eyes burning into my flesh. I smell it everywhere and I can feel its presence and yet cannot find who or what it is. Once again this shit is frustrating the hell out of me. I start running. Running as fast and as far as I can. Over the hills, threw streams and brush. it's a feeling of freedom. Being a shape shifter has its benefits at times but for most of us it's almost a curse. We have many difficulties in life that we deal with. The constant fear of being caught. The feeling of always having to look over your shoulder to make sure no one but your own kind has seen you change. Yet with all of that there is a blessing that we have to take into account. When we just need to get away we just run. It's that simple, one word. RUN. It's our escape from everything. Such a stress relief. The feel the earth beneath our paws, to hear the wind in our ears and the sun or more often then not, the moon upon our backs. It's a feeling like no other. The only way that I know how to describe it is a feeling of being totally free. And only a caged wild creature truly knows that feeling after he has been released or has escaped his confines. The humans think they know and yet they really have no true sense of freedom. There is always something or someone controlling everything they do. Such a sad life. I finally decided to stop running, and what seems like only minutes to me has actually been hours. I have found myself almost to the adjoining property to ours that's almost 30 miles away. The sun and moon are at one in this moment. As if to say hello to one another. For only a few moments a day can you see the two elements together. The moon rising as the sun is falling then the sunrises as the moon falls. The wonders of this beautiful earth are ever lasting. It's the little things, the simple things in life that we all take for granted. Every creature takes for granted the fact that they are alive including myself. I sit then lay back into the cool wet grass to look up at the stars. So brilliant. I can't help but just lay there and take in the beauty if the sky. This is total peace and serenity. it's the best part in life, this is what I live for. I don't know how long I laid there but when I finally cane to my senses the sun and moon were once again opposite of one another. The moon was falling as the sun was climbing. I figured that it was about time I returned to my chambers. I got up stretching my long lean body and transformed into my wolf and began running again. This time I ran for a reason, the running had a purpose. I has to get back to that woman that I left to my servant. I left her in my chambers for safekeeping and yet suddenly I feel as if someone is trying to harm her. I run back as fast as I possibly could. I run into the back door as a wolf and decide to stay in this form. I padded silently to my chambers. Opening the door, I see her lying there upon my bed looking oh so beautiful. She is nude with nothing but her hair covering her. Her back is to me. I can see the gentle rise and fall of her body as she breaths. I feel a tight lurch from within my loins. The sight and smell of this woman is making my cock stand at attention instantly. I resist changing into my human form. I pad softly towards her. Gently I climb upon the bed. I can smell her sex. Its so strong. The scent of feminine, everything that makes a female a woman. I want so badly to mount her now just as she lies there. To impale her upon my ridged shaft. I want to take her and make her scream in pain and pleasure all in one. Taking a deep breath I hold back. I just sit there watching her sleep. I look like a dog sitting here. I can't help but laugh at myself. "You stupid fool...." I sit there for what seems like hours and is yet only minutes. She begins to stir. Her eyes opening ever so faintly, subsequently seeing me. She opens her eyes fully and sits up on her elbow. I can see a smile growing from behind her eyes as she looks at me. She holds her hand out to me I can't help but laugh inside. I can't believe I'm acting like a common house pet. I guess I'm supposed to sniff the hand that's been offered. I put my nose to her hand sniff it once then give it a gentle lick. She starts petting me. Rubbing my head and ears ever so tenderly then she stops. It feels good. "Hey puppy, what's your name?" She actually spoke. Such a sweet voice. It sounds almost like that of a child and yet has the hint of a woman. Very soft spoken. She pats the place next to her as if to get me to come closer to her. "You wanna come lay with me?" I get up and leave the room. Standing outside of the door I change into my human form. Then walk back in. "Hello my dear. Are you feeling better?" she nods her head then looks at me with a questioning look. " What is it? Do you have something to ask of me?" She looks away, then back at me. " Do you have a dog?" " Why do you ask dear?" Hunt for Love Ch. 01 " Because there was one that was just in here right before you came in" "Nope I don't own a dog. Maybe you were dreaming it." She turns around refusing to look at me, as though I'm lying to her. I step up behind her as she sits there on the bed. "Will you tell me your name, so that I can call you something other then dear?" She sighs " My name is Emily Weaver. But everyone calls me Emma." she looks up at me and asks me mine. "My name is Dakota. Most just call me Dak. But either is fine." The longer I stand here and look at her the more intense the need to fuck gets. Mind you, she is still sitting there naked in front of me. I have a hard-on from hell in my pants. I drop my hand to the bulge underneath my zipper. Her eyes follow my hand. I tell her I'm going to shower and I pull my shirt off over my head. Revealing to her my beautiful tanned muscles. I then slide my jeans down to the floor releasing my hard cock from their confines. God that feels better. I walk ever so casually into the bathroom leaving the door wide open. Where the shower is positioned it can be seen in the mirrors from the bedroom. it's a clear glass shower so it leaves nothing to your imagination. I reach in turning on the hot water. Swiftly it warms and I step in. I stand there with my back to the water enjoying the feel of it hitting my body. I can feel her eyes upon me. She is watching my every move. I reach down taking my cock into my hand and begin stroking it slowly. God Damn it that feels good. I tighten my grip on my cock, squeezing it. I lean my head back closing my eyes. This would feel even better it if was in that girls tight little cunt. Then as if she heard my thoughts she slips into the shower with me. I release my cock and turn to face her. Such a beautiful flawless body. Well toned, water beading upon it then falling down leaving a trail of moisture in its wake. Over and over the waterfalls onto her skin. What a sight. I step back from her letting her have the warmth of the water. I want to touch her ever so badly. To feel my hands on her skin, to taste her soft caramel skin. I want to tangle my hands in her luscious locks that hang almost to her supple ass. it's a beautiful little tight ass. So smooth so round. I reach my hand out to touch her. She doesn't try to stop me. I softly cradle her left breast in my hand, squeezing it. Feeling the weight in my hand. She gazes up at me with lust in her eyes. She steps closer, gently pushing me into the wall. I remove my hand from her breast, trailing it down her waist. I pull her into my chest, my cock resting up against her belly. She slips her hand between us, wrapping it lightly around my ridge dick. I rest my head against the wall as she slides down my body, coming to rest on her knees in front of me. Her lips are less then a half inch away from my hard throbbing cock. I look down at her as she looks up to me. She slides my dick into her warm, wet, waiting mouth. I let out a deep moan. She smiles at me with her eyes, all the while she is running her soft wet tongue up and down the length of my shaft. My god this feels so good. She reaches under my member and takes my balls into her hand. She gives them a tight squeeze then wraps her lips around them sucking on them too. I pull her up to my lips and wrap my arms around her waist. "You are such a tease little one. I'm going to show you what teasing gets you." She lets out a little giggle as I slip my hand between her thighs. I whisper in to her ear " Are you ready for what you have caused?" She looks at me with those beautiful green eyes and says yes. I shut off the water and pick her up. I carry her to the bed and toss her into it. As I stand there looking down upon her, I can't help but wonder why my wolf is not going nuts. But right now I don't care. I slide into the bed then place myself so that I hover over her. I can smell the musk of her sex, hear the need from within her whimper. Leaning down I kiss her sweet lips. "Tell me what you want." In a swift movement she wraps her legs around my waist and locks them. "Oh really, is that what you want?" I rubbed my cock up and down her slippery wet slit teasing her. She whimpered then pulled me closer with her legs, just enough to let the head of my dick slide into the folds of her pussy. She whines "OH YES!" I pull back, pulling the head from her lips. She moans in discontent. "What do you want? If you don't tell me I can't give it to you." She looks up at me and says threw gritted teeth, "If you don't fuck me with that huge cock of yours I'm going to scream until you do." That was all I needed. I plunged my ridged cock as far as it would go into her tight wet pussy, then drove into her harder making her take all of it. She screamed and moaned under the torment of my thrusts. I stop then pulling out, lifted her up and turned her over onto all fours. I reentered her from behind with a strong, deep, penetration. She met me thrust for thrust, pushing back into each one I made. " PLEASE..... OH FUCK.....YES....UH-UH-UH....HARDER..." Music to my ears. "You like that you little cock tease? You like how hard I'm pounding your wet little pussy?" She shook her head yes. "Tell me my little cock tease. Tell me how you like it." She looked back at me and pulled away. She got up and took my hand leading me off of the bed. She had me stand at the edge of the bed. She lay down on her stomach and was face to face once again with my cock. She took my dick into her mouth sucking it rhythmically. She was quite skilled with her mouth, she was able to take every last inch of it deep into her throat. I couldn't last much longer and I think she knew it. She took my balls into her hand and gave them a squeeze. That was it, I was about to cum. She then got up turned around and impaled herself back upon my shaft. I came Instantly. Shooting load after load beep within her cunt. So much so that it was dripping back out of her. She lay there covered in my cock juices smiling. I curled up next to her running my hands up and down her body. She snuggled into my chest and fell asleep. After a while, I slipped from beneath the sleeping beauty and went back into the bathroom. I turned on the water for the tub and let it fill. Silently, I enter the steaming lagoon then dip below the surface. Lying there, it seems like I'm in another world. Its odd how someone like me who loves to run is also very at home in water. As I resurface I can feel the eyes upon me. Looking over, I see her sitting there, staring at me. " I thought you were going to drown." I can't help but laugh, knowing fully that she has no comprehension or idea of what I am. "Were you worried?" She blushed then shook her head a little. I motion toward the water "Care to join me?" She gets up then slips herself down into the water with me. "Can I ask you something?" she says "Sure what's on your mind?" she looks at me then looks away. "Where did you go yesterday?" I just look at her for a long moment then decide to keep it simple. " Just for a long ride" She has a questioning look behind her eyes and yet says nothing more about it. How do I tell her that I'm not the human that she sees standing in front of her? How can I possibility explain to her what it is that she is looking at is anything but human. Perturbed, I get out of the tub and walk to the window, looking out over the property. "What would you like to do today? Do you want to stay here in my chambers or would you actually like to venture out?" I could see the flash of fear back in her eyes for a moment. Softly I lean down scooping her out of the water and set her feet gently onto the plush floor mat, I wrap my arms around her waist an whisper into her ear, " I promise on my life that I wont let any harm come to you while you are with me. OK?" She looked up at me with trusting eyes and simply nods her head in agreement. I'm beginning to wonder if she will ever trust in the fact that I wont hurt her. Lord only knows how many times she had been hurt or abused by a man... or creature that calls himself a man... Smiling softly at her, I wrap her in a huge bath towel a cradle her in my arms. With this woman so close to my skin, my cock stiffens with a mind of its own. I drop her towel and press my stiff cock against her tight little ass. I whisper gruffly into her ear, "Do you see what you do to me you little cock tease of a woman?" She softly whimpers, pushing back against my cock. I chuckle then bend her over the bathroom vanity. "Is this what you want Emma? Do you want my cock buried in your tight pussy?" she replies with a soft moan. Using my foot I spread her legs then dip my finger between the folds of her womanhood. "My My, aren't we wet young lady." She simply giggles at me knowing full well what's about to happen. I slide me fingers up and down the length of her slit, teasing her more waiting till she starts squirming underneath my touch. Dipping my fingers in just past her nether lips, I tease her little clit for only a moment before reaching into the drawer next to us with my other hand, still pressing heavily against her ass. Smiling as I continue to play with her clit, I flip open a small bottle of lube. She looks back at me in surprise. "Shh, its OK sweetheart." I lift her up slightly running my other hand down the crack of her ass. She continues looking back at me. My cock is aching to be plowed into her hard an fast. Yet she is but a human and could not possibly handle what I would do to her if I let myself have her as I wished. I pull her back against my chest playing with her nipples, nipping at her shoulder. I tease, playing with her to keep her mind off of my intentions. I whisper into her ear softly to lean over the counter. She looks back at me then leans over it fully expecting me to slip into her dripping slit. Yet she has no idea what I'm about to do. I reach between her legs toying with her clit again. Teasing, manipulating it until she squirms under my touch. I slip my hand from her wet cunt then slide my ridged cock along the length of her slit. She moans at the hardness while I tease her with it. I dip the head in just past her lips she tries pushing back onto it but I wont allow that to happen. Its not her cunt I want this time. Its her tight little ass. I pull back just a bit, then slide my dick up the crack of her ass. In one sudden movement I slip my hard cock deep into her tight virgin ass. I moan deeply into her ear. Letting her know just how much I'm enjoying her. " Mm, your ass feels so good wrapped around my hard cock." She whimpers at my words standing still. I begin playing with her again, teasing her nipples and clit to make her relax. She softens just a little. She whimpers then moans her discomfort. "Please be gentle." "Does it hurt? " she shakes her head a little then simply replies, "not too bad.... Just a little" Grinning, I slowly begin sliding my ridged cock deep into her sweet little ass. Gradually she relaxes then allows me to slip every inch of my dick into her. God what a feeling it is to be balls deep into a woman's tight sweet ass. She began rocking back towards me with my every thrust. She began moaning louder fully enjoying my torment or her body. I could do this for hours to her but I continue only as long as she can handle it, until she cums. Only then will I allow myself release. I can feel her body in the beginnings of her climax. Her muscles begin to tense her body begins to shiver she begins singing her pleasures of ecstasy growing louder, more bold. (thank god for soundproof walls) I feel her tensing harder then she cums violently over and over. Slowly I slip from within her easing her onto the plush bed forgetting all about my own release, absolutely content with the satisfaction of her. Morning begins peaking threw the windows as she begins to stir. I on the other hand have been awake for hours before sunlight. I've been thinking about what to do about her. I cant keep here its not safe. I need to take her back to her own world one where she can live a normal life. Gently I lie beside her, waking her softly. She snuggles into my body whether for comfort or warmth I'm not certain. I whisper faintly into her ear to wake up. She stirs, flutters her eyes against the blistering light. I shield her face from the sun, kissing her cheek tenderly. "Good morning" She opens her eyes looking directly into my eyes and whispers "Good morning indeed" Getting up I go to the closet and pull out a light summer dress for her. "We need to leave here soon." The look on her face was not what I was expecting. I had expected her to look sad maybe even upset but she wasn't, if she was there was no out word signs of it. She gets dressed then sits serenely on the edge of the bed. Picking up my keys I take her hand and lead her out to one of my most prized possessions'. It's a 1969 Chevelle SS with a 350 small block under the hood. Midnight metallic blue with phantom black racing stripes. She purrs like a kitten an can out run almost anything. I open the door to let her in, she sits into the plush bucket seat and just looks up at me. I close her door and get in. I look at her for only a moment then turn the car over revving the engine. I drive threw the familiar countryside taking the back roads to town. Nothing is said between us for what seams like hours yet is only moments. "where are we going " she asks and I simply look at her. " I'm taking you back to town or your home, whichever you chose." She looks away staring out the window. She replies simply "just drop me off at the book store" A short while later I pull up to the curb of the bookstore putting the car in park I look at her. She opens the door and doesn't look back as she say "thanks" . I sit there and watch her go into the store. She doesn't look back thankfully. I pull away almost feeling guilty for just dropping her off like that but its something I'm use to. You see with the games my father plays with "puny humans" as he calls them. This is a normal thing for me. Rescue them, clean them up, fuck some of them, and then take them back to civilization. Eventually I'll either stop doing it or just leave the pack all together though I am the next inline for the Alpha spot. Not that I really want it or anything but it is my birthright. -------------------------------------------------- to be continued... Hunt for Love Ch. 02 Thank you for reading the my story. please forgive any typos I tried to catch them all comments welcome and appreciated, good or bad. -------------------------------------------------- Seeing the full moon high above in this clear night sky makes me want to run. Yet every time I think about running I cant help but replay that dream in my head over an over. I'm chasing that beautiful woman, well half woman, and half tiger. Hell I'm still not totally sure what she is, all I know is that I cant stop thinking about her. I'm not totally sure if she is even real or if its my minds way if playing games with me. All I know for certain is that if she is real I've gotta find her. I'll know her if I ever see her. That I can promise you. Her eyes are absolutely unforgettable. They are a majestic blue, almost green sometimes. Depends on the way she looks at you. Mind you as I've said I'm not even sure if she is real but she is truly an amazing sight to behold least in my dreams that is. As I lie here under the stars my wolf is clamoring to get free. Shall I give into my wild side? Let him run and chase nothing? Or shall I keep him subdued for a little while longer? I decide to let my instincts take over. Stripping out of the shirt and jeans that are inhumanly uncomfortable to me all of the sudden an toss them onto a tree limb, then stretch in a final preparation for my shift. In a single instant it happens with ease. My nose catches a sent not so unfamiliar to me. It's has a masculine hint to it and yet is ever so feminine. I can't help but chuckle to myself for I know just who it is. My younger brother. Well by brother I mean my twin. Some how we came from the same parents and yet have become very different. The femininity that surrounds him baffles me I've always been absolutely certain that he should have been a woman. I run towards the scent to see if I can catch up to him. Not that he could possibly out run me. See having one parent that's a shifter the other who is half-human half shifter sometimes the genes get crossed. Interspecies development sometimes can occur yet it hasn't happened for centuries until now with my brother and I. you see my brother, is not a wolf like myself. He developed into a shifter of an altogether different kind. His name is Mato and to put it simply. He is a bear. A very big lovable, honest creature. He can shift into human form but prefers to stick to his wild side. He lives alone out here an once in a while we cross paths. Mato is what we call a two spirit. He can be either male or female. That just depends on his mood. I'm sure u can tell by now that he has chosen to be a male. Why else would I call him my brother right. Besides the fact that we have the same parents we have almost nothing else in common. Finally I catch up to him about a mile or so down the unseen scent path. I hear a grumble and swiftly change before I get into his sight. "Mato good to see you, how have u been?" He shifts in front of me, which is probably the first time in months that's he's done so. I look at him with a bit of longing behind my stare. I have to admit there are times when I wish that I had the joys of the little things he has chosen for himself. Mostly though, the freedom. I envy such freedom. Our father has never claimed him. Said no creature like him could possibly come from his seed. So he was cast away as soon as he could fend for himself. Though he and I have stayed in constant contact threw nothing more then telepathy. I almost forget that I have a brother because we are so different but every now and again he will simply tell me that he's fine an not worry about him. "Brother have you been taking care of yourself" Mato asks I look at him for a moment then away at something meaningless off in the distance. "Honestly? No as usual I've been getting by. But alas you know me. I always seem to manage though right?" He wants me to tell him of my human life I know. But hell I don't even wanna think about it myself. The shit I deal with from the alpha, the messes I try to keep myself out of. He really doesn't need to know any of it really. He would try to convince me as usual when we talk to join him out here. Learn to just be my inner beast and nothing more. "Dak, you are too quiet. What's bothering u? it's the alpha again isn't it? " I simply nod at him knowing I have no words to answer his questions. "Mato. I envy you. don't u know that? I love hearing of your life an not having to deal with my own." he chuckles gruffly then changes back into his bear form " follow me brother as your wolf." So I strip an shift with ease. Shaking the shudder off. I sniff around a moment then look to him. He takes off at a full run not worrying about loosing me I easily follow his lumbering stride into a clearing. He stops in the middle of the meadow an flops down onto his back looking up at the sky like a child. "Dak, do you remember the days when we would spend hours doing such silly things? Looking at the sky trying to see what stories the clouds would tell that day? Do u remember?" "Yes I do. Those were the days huh. Not a trouble in our worlds in those moments." I lay down next to him paws in the air. Enjoying the soft feel of the grass against my fur. How I miss the smell of the earth. The scent of mother nature herself. Mato looked at his brother with a questioning look when Dak just spaced into his own little world making him shake his head in wonder how his brother could be intelligent as they all say he was. Dak finally snapped out of his mind numbing space out and looked at Mato with a questioning look but smirked nonetheless. "Tell me brother, how have you been?" Dak asked as he crouched. Mato just studied him before a fully answered. "As I always have been Dak, fine and nature tuned as always. What is it that you want of me?" Dak shrugged. "Cant I just come for a visit without it seeming that I want something?" Mato snorted sarcastically. "Please, even though I'm your brother and I know that you care for me but I'm not stupid enough to believe that you don't want anything." Dak sighed. "Ah, you know me too well brother, too well indeed. Well I just saved another female from fathers clutches and I'm getting really tired of his sadistic and sick ways of things. I need information as usual." Mato raised a brow as he sat on a tree stump that acted like either a seat or a table depending on Mato's mood during that moment when he did eventually shift back to his human form. Dak waited patiently even though he really wasn't one that patience was a virtue with. "Of course, tell me something that I don't know." Mato sighed. "What exact ally do you need brother?" "There is something brewing in the air and I don't like the stench of it. Father is planning something and there is an outside source that appears to be working with him even though who or what ever it is has no intention on being loyal in the end," Dak said calmly but had that look that he was extremely serious. This time Mato's other brow joined its brother when it too was raised. "Really now? I never counted father stupid enough to go that far nor trusting enough to acquire help from those out side of the clan." "Well this outsider isn't helping him directly so to speak, I think that father doesn't have a clue that he's being set up and he is too stubborn and egotistic to see it," Dak replied with a spat as if he had acid in his mouth. "True, but what are you going to do about it if I gave you what you need?" Mato said with a smirk knowing exactly what his brother want to do. "Depends on what I find out. So are you willing to help me?" Dak hedged around the question. Mato snorted again knowing his brother just dodged the question completely. "If you say so Dak, but I guess I will help you." Dak sighed in relief even though it didn't show on his passive features, suddenly he was startled when they both heard a bit of rustling next to them even though they were nowhere near any bushes. Dak shifted quickly as his gaze settled on an animal that wasn't usual in this forest, a jaguar but as he looked into its eyes he noticed there was a fire in them like no others he had ever seen. "Ah I see that you have returned, don't worry this man here is my brother Dakota or better known as Dak," Mato said with a slight smile on his face. Dak looked into the jaguars' eyes which the right eye was ice blue as the left was a moss green and if you look close enough you can see flakes of silver in the ice blue and flakes of gold in the moss green. Dak narrowed his eyes as something came to mind, he broke out of his thoughts when the strange creature before him snorted as if in disgust and he swore that the jaguar rolled its eyes. "Mato, who in the hell is this creature?" Dak asked in a growl. Mato chuckled. "Don't be alarmed brother, she is one of use," Mato replied before looking at the new arrival with a small smile. "Would you shift back to your human form? I'm sure that my brother would like to meet you." The strange jaguar looked at Mato and tilted her head to the side but shook her head with a sigh. She started to shift back, you could here the bones and joints pop and crack as they shifted to become human and the fur that covered its body started to recede to reveal bronze skin. Dak watched in fascination as she changed before his eyes, he studied her features. Going over them quickly with a careful eye. "Dak, I would like you to meet Anya Shadow a friend of mine that I met some time ago," Mato said softly. Dak kept studying her, she was tall and slim but filled out in all the right places and her body would make all the males drool and lust over her and the females were envy and became jealous over. She wasn't completely naked like someone would be after shifting back to their human form, no, she wore what looked like vines as if she was an amazons' warrior. Her eyes were the same when she was in the form of the jaguar that went well with her skin tone of bronze, her hair was a deep black but he could see the blue highlights clearly when some form of light hit it. He knew immediately that they would more pronounced if she were to be in direct sunlight, yet by the weight of her stare on him she didn't trust him nor did she like him. "It's nice to meet you Anya, would you like to join use?" Dak said with a coy smile. Anya just looked at him before looking at Mato. "I've gotten what you asked for. I have it in safe keeping until its needed" She had not really acknowledged the fact that Dakota was even in her presence, nor had really said anything to him. She seemed to like making people angry an it suited her well to know that it aggravated him so much an so easily. Dak on the other hand could feel his anger begin to boil in his veins. He had never had anyone ignore him like that, with the exception of his father. Dak began to notice this woman had no scent. Nothing to be able to identify her with unless she was right in front of u. Anya looked at Dak with a raised brow before she figured out what he was doing which made her smirk. "Don't like what you cant smell wolf??" Anya asked in a mocking tone. A cold shiver ran down his spin as his blood chilled, he looked away from her and gazed at his brother as he tried to shake the feeling that he was in the presence of a deadly and dangerous killer. "Anya, that's enough. Thank you for doing what I asked of you and I will see you later," Mato said in a calm but commanding tone. Anya looked at Mato with a raised brow, their gazes locked and didn't brake as if they were talking silently to one another. Dak watched carefully as he saw the mysterious woman relax fully and slightly nod before turning around to leave them, just before she neared the tree where Dak was standing, she stopped and looked back at Mato with a calculating look before she started to shift. Dak was baffled when she turned into a different animal than what she arrived as, her dark feathers glossed and she flew away leaving them alone. Dak turned his head quickly to his brother with a questioning look. "What in the fuck was that?" Mato smiled. "That was Anya. All you need to know about her is to stay away from her until she gets to know you and don't get in her way, she's extremely dangerous and wont hesitate to kill you if you just so happen to become her enemy." Dak snorted as he finally felt the chill leave him and his instincts become calm. "brother seriously the feeling she just gave me was fear. An I don't fear anything or anyone as you well know but she made me feel fear for the first time in my life. What the hell is with that?" Mato just smiles at him knowing that feeling all to well himself. "She can do that to you, though I feel extremely comfortable with her and I don't fear her anymore, she just takes some getting use to that's all. In time you will see. She is a good person to have on your side when your lookin for a fight." Dak studied his brother calmly and wondered where he met that she-devil, he decided that can wait for another time and he gently pushed off the tree he was leaning against. Stretching he inhaled deeply before he settled his gaze on his brother again. "I must go before father has a conniption fit," Dak said with an acid tone. Mato smiled before nodding. " Stay well brother, an do not be such a stranger." Mato wrapped Dak in the tightest hug possible before letting him go an shifting back into his bear. Dak shifted himself an let out a low howl. As he ran off back to the compound. As Dak had figured, his father the "Great Alpha Silver Cloud" was waiting impatiently for his return. The old wolf had nothing better to do then to have Dak at his beck and call. Morris, his fathers right hand man and also his fathers first Beta was the one to speak to him as soon as his paws were in the door. "Your father wants a word with you Dakota." Dak simply rolls his eyes an gives a low growl as he heads towards his fathers study. He pushes open the door open as he shifts into hybrid form. The large Alpha wolf regards his son with distaste. "So I see you finally decided to grace me with your presence. How charming of you to do so!" he says with a long low growl. Dak simply says nothing waiting for him to continue chastising him for not being here every moment before he stands to leave. "Is there a reason you requested my presence father? Or do you wish to continue to let me know of all the ways I've wronged you today? Dak says smugly The Alpha watches him closely before answering "You are to stay on the compound until further notice. You have no reason to stray away from here, now go shower you smell like a filthy animal" he waves him off without a second look. Dak leaves his fathers office shaking his head as he heads up to his part of the house. Entering his darkened room he senses hes not alone. His hackles rise as he shifts into his wolf form. He scents his space room by room, not smelling anything unusual yet he can still feel someone's or something's eyes upon him. He curses under his breath still looking around. Then remembers his meeting with his brother an that odd creature called Anya. He turns around as softly says her name speaking to what he presumes is nothing. "Anya?" She chuckles softly at him as she appears before him in a soft mist forming into her cheetah form. "So Dak, you really don't like the things you cant smell. Makes you nervous doesn't it?" she says to him in a lightly cynical tone. "Anya, Why are you here?" He sighs looking at her. She looks at him and chooses her words carefully, "Your brother sent me with a message for you. Being that he isn't allowed here he thought it best that I came to deliver it to you" He looks at her with an aggravated stare. "Well then get on with it will you? I have things to tend to as I'm sure you do too." Rolling her eyes at him she proceeds " Your brother has insisted that you leave here as soon as possible. He feels that you may be in danger. Thought I'm not certain why he would think that but it is what he says" He runs his hand threw his long hair then tries to connect mentally with Mato. "Brother is this really necessary? Why did u have to send her you could have told me yourself remember?" Mato feels his brother pushing into his mind an hears his voice clearly and he responds simply. "Dak just leave as soon as you can. You know my feelings are seldom wrong. I wish for you to heed the warning and leave." Dak sighs breaking his connection and returns his attention to Anya. "The Alpha will not take too kindly to finding me gone. Hes ready to have my head on a platter as it is." She scowls at him as she speaks. "Damn it Dakota, look I'm not here to reason with you only to bring u the message an convince you to get the hell out of here. Don't you have some where else you would rather be at this point? Someone who keeps your mind wandering?" He looks at her with a bewildered look in his eyes, "Whoa! How in the hell do you know about that? Wait... just wait. I don't even wanna know." He walks over to his desk picking up his leather coat an bike keys, shakes his head then says, "OK I'll leave, at this point I could give a shit less of the reason. Good enough excuse for me for a nice long ride." With that he jumps off the balcony in a single leap. He lands silently on the ground below right where his bike stays parked. He jumps on an starts in with a single kick. Revving it up as he slides on his shades he takes off for no where in particular. Anya watches him leave waiting a bit before she makes her move. She moves silently threw the compound. She has been here countless times and knows the place like the back of her hand. She knows where everything is placed from the guards to the paintings. She slips into the Alphas chambers where he is enjoying his usual night cap of a rich glass of brandy and a Cuban cigar. He paces slowly around his master den. He looks up in Anya's direction when he feels eyes on him then shakes it off as nothing. He begins mumbling something to himself about the days events and his plan to get rid of his "bastard son" Anya sits silently perched high in the rafters as a little sparrow while she watches the very large Alpha wind down. She sits there for what seems like forever watching him, waiting for her moment to strike. Soon the old wolf begins to tire an sits himself in his oversized chair perched front of the warm fire. As he sets his glass down on the table beside him, she shifts effortlessly into a lethal spider and settles right next to his glass waiting for that right moment. In no time she can hear his breathing settle into a long slow rhythm and hear his heartbeat slow with it. She shifts once more into her human form as she raises her mage's dagger high above her head for the killing strike. She waits two more heartbeats before plunging it deep into the very organ that gives him life. Having hit her mark flawlessly his eyes fly open as she twists deep within the cavity of his heart ripping it to shreds. Pulling it slowly from the Alphas chest she wipes it clean on his robe before sheathing it. Looking him dead in his darkening eyes she chides to him, "Now, Alpha Silver Cloud. We are even." With that she vanishes into thin air leaving no trace of her presence --------------------------- The bike races down the darkened road at unimaginable speeds. Taking curves without wavering as its rider speeds swiftly to no where in particular. Hours pass before the machine is brought to a halt in some tiny little no name town. Turning off the engine as he kills the lights, Dak shoves the keys into his pocket as he walks up to the entrance of a local motel. Hunt for Love Ch. 02 Walking into the lobby he is greeted by the thick smell of mold and cigar smoke. The old man behind the counter looks up at him saying nothing. Dak regards him stepping closer to the counter top. " I need a room for the night." he says pulling a wad of cash from one of the zippered pocket of his jacket. The clerk nods as he takes a key from the wall. "That'll be forty dollars son" the older man grumbles. He tosses the bills on the counter as he takes the key nodding his thanks. The room key says five on it. He looks down the single row of doors to the right of the front door noting that five happens to be the last door on the right. He walks silently to the very last green door an slides the key in the door. He flicks on the light switch and sees a double bed with an old burgundy bedspread on it that looks as if its seen better days. There are a few holes in it and you can plainly see its been mended a time or two. Next to the bed is a single night stand with a little rickety lamp perched atop it. The lamp is simply ugly. A dark, drab mix of colors what look like they were once pieces of something else that someone threw in the trash. Its been broken a time or two an like the bedspread has been put back together at least once given the odd globs of once dripping glue along the sides of it. He props the door open with the little piece of wood he finds laying next to the door jam assuming its suppose to be the door stop, heading back out to his bike. He leans it to the left an puts the kickstand up then rolls it up to the door. He looks at the tiny door way an with a bit of a hard shove an a little bit of finagling he gets the bike inside the tiny room. It doesn't leave much room for moving around but it doesn't block the TV either. Settling down against the headboard, he looks back on the days events an wonders what tomorrow may bring. At he thinks quietly to himself he listens to the lack of noise outside. It bothers him to hear nothing so he turns on the for a little noise to help him try to sleep. Anya returns to the rendezvous point she an Mato were to meet at. " So is it done?" Mato inquires smugly. "What do you think?.... Yes its done. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't now would I? You really should know me better then that now Mato. I have to wonder if u have faith in my skills or not. But yes, its done the Alpha is dead." she gives him a hard sly smile. " Good. Now one question remains. Where is my brother? No where near I hope." She looks at him then rolls her eyes. "Yes Dak is safe. I also put a tracker on his bike in case you wanted to know his exact location until I go and retrieve him from where ever he may be once everything calms down around here. See I took care of everything. Oh an there was a suicide note left for the pack to find. It is simple to believe an has his prints all over it so it wont be questioned. The knife is no where to be found as its with me. He wasn't able to heal due to the magic I used. There wont be any coming back for him." Mato nods as he sits down beside the now warm glow of the fire. " Anya, I have something to ask of you." he says with a subtly hint of lust in his voice. She sets herself on the other side of the fire watching him waiting for him to continue. She regards him a while as he says nothing. Noticing a few of his features that she finds handsome. His eyes are alluring to her yet spell danger. His massive frame reminds her of being protected an his hands are of someone who has spent many hours doing hard labor while his skin with the bronze sheen tells of his many hours spent in the sun. She finds herself blushing at the thought of being in his arms an instantly gets angry for even thinking such things are possible. "I'm a killer, not meant to be with anyone! Get a hold of your self girl. That man would mean admitting that you have a heart an just might care about someone an you know that just isn't acceptable." "What do you want to ask Mato?" she gives him a hard look trying to hide the internal battle " Why do you try an act so hard around me? Like I cant see that you have a soft side in you somewhere? Is it even possible for you to fathom that someone might care for you or even have feelings for you?" She looks at him then looks away still keeping that hard look to her eyes. She thinks for a moment. "Mato....I...Look I haven't been able to trust anyone for a very very long time. Do you understand that? Do you understand what it would mean for me to actually fully trust you or any one for that matter?" He just looked at her not saying another word. Sitting there for a bit longer Anya begins to fidget. Getting more uneasy by the minute. "I gotta go. Have things to attend to. You know how to reach me if you need to do so." With a flick of her tail she was gone into her wolf form and away from him. Mato sighed knowing there was nothing more to be said for now. He curled up beside the warmth of the fire deciding that he really should be hibernating. As the sun began to rise, Dak found himself startled awake once more from the wonderful yet torturous re-occurring dream that has haunted him for weeks. Raising his head he looks around the still shabby little room. Getting up he stretches and heads for the bathroom for a quick shower before he hits the road again. He unwedge his bike from inside the room an parks it in the gravel. Leaving the room with what few things he had with him he returns the key to the front desk thanking the old man for the room. Walking out the front glass doors he steps into the bright morning sun. Taking a deep breath of fresh chilled morning air he gets on his bike starting the engine with a loud rumble. He looks off to the left then right of the road trying to decide which way he wanted to go next. He lets out a loud sigh deciding to head north. He rides threw the lush countryside passing open plots of green fields. Here an there he can see the cattle lazily grazing in the mid morning sun. He comes to a little town so small that it doesn't even have a zip code let alone a dot on the map. The sign in front of the gas station says welcome to New Nevaeh. There is nothing more then a gas station a diner an a little grocery store in this little place. The thought of food makes his stomach grumble with hunger. Realizing he hasn't eaten in quite some time he decides to try the diner. The food there cant be any worse then having to catch his own meal. As he enters the little diner the bells on the door announce his arrival. All the patrons turn an look at him giving him the dreaded you don't belong here stare. Taking a seat at the bar he removes his jacket an sunglasses. He catches a sweet smell in the air that instantly has him on edge. Its a soft smell of lilac an honey. His wolf howls at him giddy with happiness. Shaking his head to quite the rumbling, he notices the smell getting stronger. Looking up he sees the most beautiful creature in the world. Her back is turned to him but he sees long waist length blond hair hung lose in a pony tail stands before him. She has gentle feminine curves to her unlike any he has ever seen. She finally turns to look at him an her piercing blue eyes shoot straight threw him to his groin. They remind him of the clearest blue pools of water that anyone has ever seen. He looks deep into them causing her breath to catch. He gets a glimpse of her name tag as she stares back at him, Ayslynn then she turns abruptly heading for the kitchen and away from his penetrating stare. Ayslynn Mara Johnson has lived in New Nevaeh all her life an never once had she ever seen a man like that. His eyes were magnificent almost like he was looking into the depths of her soul as he looked at her. She shook her head trying to get the image of him out of her mind. She yells to her boss she is taking her break as she heads out the back for some fresh air. She pulls a pack of smokes from her pocket, pulls one out, lights it then takes a long drag of it, inhaling deeply. Sitting down on the concrete bench she leans against the building. Closing her eyes she looks back on what has been the majority of her life. At the tender age of two she was adopted into a loving family. The only thing she knows of her biological parents is that they were killed in a car wreck after rolling down a cliff in the mountains of California. She was in the car that fate full night. No one knew how she survived but she did. Having no other family she was put up for adoption a few short months later. Her adopted parents are so wonderful. They have given her everything she has ever wanted out of life. She had learned how to trust her instincts an rely upon herself. She has found solace in her animals and being alone. Never has anyone made her feel the tingling feelings as that stranger inside just did. It is as if something deeper was calling to her. She shakes off the feeling as she finishes up her smoke an goes back inside. She fights off the urge to go out into the front an see him again. Ayslynn's shift at the diner was finally over, none too soon in her opinion. Deciding to just head home for the remainder of the day instead of working her usual over time, she climbed into her classic Volkswagen, turned up her stereo and headed for home. The drive home usually takes about twenty minutes but after the startling feelings she had today she needed a bit of a longer drive and decided to take the long way home. Having grown up on these roads she knew them well. Every twist an turn, every rough and slick spot on the road. She needed an adrenaline rush bad. Needed something to just make her heart race so she planted the accelerator to the floor an began racing down the road almost sliding around the curves. She makes the tires chirp an screech as her speed increases. Her heart is racing, her eyes dart fast from side to side, watching her mirrors. She has done this so many times she has lost count an yet the thrill of it never ceases. The last two miles of the road from her house is nothing but switch backs. Left, right, left, right, the car barely holding the tight turns. Half way threw something doesn't feel right. She gets that panicking feeling in her stomach. Next thing she knows her car is spinning out of control she tries to hold onto it but fails an hits the rock wall to her right at a mind boggling sixty-five miles an hour. Her body tenses up an she screams, unbeknownst to her there is only one person who heard it. As she sits there stunned, shaking uncontrollably as her head begins pounding from the severe wound near her temple.. she hears something in the distance but cant place the sound. Her head is pounding harder and harder as she tries to concentrate. she closes her eyes trying to ease the pain for only a moment and passes out seconds later. Dakota heard the tires screeching an chirping and followed the sound. He took his time until he heard the crunching of metal and the shattering of glass. His heart began racing at the thought of the mess he may find. He comes around a corner an finds the crumpled remains of a classic blue Volkswagen beetle. His nose is hit with that now familiar scent of the woman who made his blood boil with desire the moment he laid his eyes upon her. Jumping off his bike in a rush, he almost forgot to put the kickstand down an all but dropped the bike onto the pavement. Rushing to the twisted metal that was once a car, he hears a soft whimpering. His heart almost stops at the sight of her. Her face is covered with blood, glass is everywhere, and there are more cuts and bruises then he can possibility count along her arms and hands that still grip the wheel. He growls and tears the door clean off the car throwing it out of the way. Using his claws gently, he rips the seat belt apart effortlessly, careful not to harm her any further. Careful not to jar her at all, he pulls her from the remains of the car. Looking around he surveys his options trying to decide what to do. He lays her down ever so gently only long enough to take out his satellite phone to call for help. He dials 911 and explains whats happened and his location. Apparently the operator knew the road well an assured him someone will be there in minutes. Gently he sits down on the ground an lays her head in his lap and caresses the hair out of her face. She begins to stir, her eyes barley opening trying to move. He shushes her softly telling her to stay still that help is on its way. Ayslynn woke up hearing the steady beeping of machines. Cracking her eyes open slightly she surveys her surroundings. There is a little lamp on across the room giving her enough light to see but not hurt her eyes. Opening them further she looks around. Realization hits her and her heart begins to race. She tries to move an pain shoots threw her entire body she yells out for help and hears someone running towards her. "Mrs Johnson, Please lie still." Ayslynn looks up at the pretty young nurse that's speaking to her with a hoarse throat she tries to talk " Water please..." Nodding silently the nurse brings her a cool cup of water and a straw for her to drink. Ayslynn drinks very deeply letting out a soft sigh as she finishes. "What happened? What day is it? Where are my parents?" The nurse smiles at her as she takes her vitals an begins explaining to her why she's in the hospital. "Mrs Johnson, you were in an accident. A very bad accident. There was a man that found you and got you out of your car. As for your parents they have been here with you for the last five days keeping visual over you. We sent them home a few hours ago to get some sleep since you are stable. Your mother said she would be back before visiting hours are over." Nodding she looks towards the window then back at the nurse. "Does anyone know who the man was that saved me?" The nurse smiles at her sweetly "He didn't leave his name or anything I'm sorry" The nurse walks out leaving Ayslynn to her own thoughts. She closes her eyes once more trying to rest an slips off into sleep once again. ------------------------------------------------- to be continued...