The sound reverberated through the werewolf’s body, and he felt the vibrations of it through her muscles and fur. He couldn’t see anything but felt a great crushing force upon his body. He gasped for breath as he heard what he could only describe as wind rushing past him, the kind of wind you felt when riding in a convertible with the top down, only ten times stronger than that. He cried out into the maelstrom. that sound was going to make him go deaf. His weak and feeble human cry was instantly drowned by the howling that permeated his senses.
Just as quickly as it started, it stopped. He was still surrounded by fur and the smell of earth and sweat but the sound was gone leaving behind a different kind of howling in his ears. The werewolf let him go and he held his hands to his ears trying to dispel the thundering silence that engulfed him. He stumbled back away from the werewolf a few steps and looked at her.
She stood as she had in the void. He noticed that the opposite shoulder she had used to carry him was bleeding. He reached for her to comfort her wound but she turned away from him and held up a restraining arm. She looked at him. He saw a deep pain in her eyes and his breath caught in his throat as he knew that the pain, he felt was only a fraction of what she was enduring. She moved out of the cave. She stood in between the surrounding trees. Through the forest canopy a single ray of moonlight found its way down to the forest floor where she stood and let the moon light wash over her.
Moonlight?
Had he slept through the entire day?
He didn’t have time to contemplate just how long he had been asleep. He had to help her. He looked around the darkness of the cave and threw open some more boxes. He could find nothing but food and various supplies. There were no medical herbs or moss or anything that might allow him to help her.
He stepped out of the cave toward her. He wanted to help her as she had helped him.
“I’m so sorry.”
It sounded feeble to his ears, but she nodded to him. Her shining eyes softened and, through her immense pain, smiled at him. He felt better and as he studied the deep wound that slashed through her shoulder, he knew he had to do something, or she would bleed to death. But the werewolf didn’t move from her spot in the moonlight.
He looked around the forest. There had to be something here that he could use to stem the bleeding. He ran around a little bit trying to find something, but the camp of Tasha’s pack was almost sterile. His hands closed into fists in frustration. Why was this happening? He couldn’t find anything, except dirt and wood, so he turned back toward Aceso, helpless.
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When he looked at the creature in the moonlight he froze.
Standing there, bathed in moonlight, the werewolf was completely healed. There was no wound on her shoulder, and he had never felt more ridiculous. He had been looking for a way to help her when she didn’t need any help. He shook his head and rested his hands on his knees. He was being stupid he knew, in werewolf form he had always healed fast too, but this was extraordinary. He studied her body and he saw no traces of her wound, no traces of anything except black and white fur, muscle, and claws. She looked down at him as he gaped, openmouthed at her miraculous recovery. She barked out a laugh.
He watched as she looked up into the night sky.
The moonlight cascaded down over her body. He watched as she bent her legs and threw herself into the forest. He ran out past the shaft of moonlight into the dense forest in chase but she was already gone.
He stood there in the cool night air, alone in this strange odorless forest. He didn’t even feel the ever-present sensation of eyes watching him. All forests have eyes, but he couldn’t feel them now and he felt alone. There was no sound to break the silence that surrounded him.
He walked back toward the cave and stood in the single shaft of moonlight that had healed his protector. He looked up into the moonlight and let it bathe him for a long while. The moon light was comforting, and he didn’t want to go back into the cave just yet.
He sat down on the cool dark earth in the pale white light. He was reminded of the dream he had just had, a dream that was very real it would seem. His wound and the wound of Aceso was more than enough proof of that. He thought back to how stupid he had been. He had let himself fall in love with a girl he had just met because of some biochemical scent that she had given off. He had entered some weird dream where the damage one sustains is very real. But more than that, he had given in to a strange voice without so much as a struggle and he had wanted to fight his alpha who was trying to protect him.
His alpha.
What was the world coming to?
Now he was readily admitting to himself, out here in the solitude of the night, in a sterile forest by himself, that he was in fact subservient to a wolf. A wolf that could change into a nightmarish beast that could rip him limb from limb anytime she wanted to it seemed.
He reached down to the forest floor and grabbed a handful of dirt. He washed his hands with the stuff and inhaled from his palms. He couldn’t smell anything. Could Tasha and her pack really scrub all scent from the woods and earth? Rubbing the dirt from his hands he stood up and made his way back into the manmade cave.
He lay down on top of the skins of the bed not bothering to cover himself. He allowed his eyes to close. He wanted to sleep. He was exhausted beyond anything he had ever felt but sleep would not come. His lowered himself into a meditative state and let his body relax as much as he was able to and he pulled into himself. He began to feel like his limbs were a mile long and he was a very small thing inside a huge alien body. Numbness settled over him. He had meditated like this many times. He had never achieved an out of body experience, but he was able to draw himself in toward the center of himself. His consciousness shrank and his physical body stretched out from him for what seemed like miles. He stayed in this meditative state till he felt sunlight come in through the cave entrance.