The Grateful Rejection

Life never seems to fail to impress me with its unpredictability. One moment you're something the other you're something else, one moment your alive and the other you're not. One moment your happy and the other your reason for existance is ripped away from you.

I thought I was content. A feeling 99% of the people can't achieve.. but I did. Never in the past 12 year had the thought of a life partner had crossed my mind. I was too busy with my career to even bother about petty things like that. But all that changed.

Today is Wednesday and I decided to take half day from work, my wolf has been nagging me to go for a run for a long time now, she seems to be on the edge. I know that she is scared but there is nothing I can do to subside her fears apart from giving her assurance. Now you must me wondering what the fuck is happening?1

Yesterday I got a news that there is a pack of lycans in town. Lycans are no werewolves, no they are far more lethal, feral and powerful. Even the werewolf king bows down to a lycan without rank. Lycans were too once powerful werewolves. This is a story is a couple of millennium years old. When the Olympians used to walk on the surface of the Earth.

A pack called BlackBlood were the most ruthless pack of that time. They weren't the stupid pack that are there now a days that use to kill for fun. No. They used to rip packs into shreds who used to point fingers at them, threaten them or do any kind of harm. Their honor was above everything. The high rankers were deadly but always respected their packmates.

One day when the king of all Kings, Zeus was strolling near a Forest Park. He was attacked by some pernicious creatures that were out of our universe or that's what I heard. He was outnumbered by many and didn't have the time to contact his brothers. He was severely injured and on the edge of dying when the creature who was on top of him was tackled by something. And in a second a pack of dangerous looking wolves began tearing the creatures apart but they only seemed to double up after one dies. As soon as Zeus got a few seconds he contacted his brothers and sisters. In a blink of an eye, the gods and goddess were beside him. Hades took every creature down to hell to be punished for their crimes.

The wolves were badly injured but they didn't think about themselves, they were more worried about their king. Artemis, the moon goddess and the creator of the walkers of night (werewolves and vampires) proudly stood beside the alpha and his pack. She granted them and all of their generations to come and their mates immortality and health. When she was done Zeus stepped forward and graced them with the ultimate power to exist among the weres. Their strength, speed, mind, stealth and senses heightened 10 times more than a werewolf. Their glory powerful enough to bring an alpha to his knees.

It was then and there that they all screamed in pain as their bones broke and rejoined in a new way. In a matter of minute, their wolves were standing in their two paws, their height ranged from 10-13 feet. Their claws and teeth more sharper and poisonous than ever with their eyes shining neon blue. They bowed to Zeus, their creator and took an oath to always fight for what's right and serve him in every way.5

So that's the story of how lycans were born. Pretty intense, yeah?

Wait till you hear this. Werewolves can be killed by silver or harmed by wolfsbane but not them. For them it's just another metal and herb, some even through if platinum can hurt them. They can't. Till now no object had been found that could kill a lycan, more over killing a lycan is a sin that will be carried till the end of generation or it's just a rumour. But years after seeing their loyalty and dedication towards Zeus, they became the apple of Zeus' eyes. They are considered sacret.

Even through my wolf is the size of a fully grown beta male and have a lot of experience wolf combat, I am still terrified. That why I asked my comfort blankie to accompany me, my dad XD

He has been reading something in his book while I am playing around him. I crouch on my front legs and wiggle my tail, trying to get his attention. I bark at him and nudge his shoulder with my snout, when that doesn't work I whine and slump in front of him. He peeked throw through the book with amusement dancing in his eyes. My tail automatically starts to wiggle as I start to feel his love radiate off of him.

"All you want is my attention, don't you" he says keeping the book down. I hang my tongue out and turn over showing my belly, he got what I meant. He chuckled, "You should have been a panda, how come you became a wolf?" He said and muttered “so adorable’

He started tickling my belly and the wiggling of my tail matched his pace.

He played with me for half an hour then he got up saying that mom is at he alone and needed help with something. Smelling his arousal I knew I exactly what he meant I gagged in disgust but I was sad to not have him around. He magically made a 5 feet ball appear, "Here you go sweetie. Play as much as you want with this.. you won't feel lonely. And remember, don't go too far!" he warned and kissed my forehead, I barked and licked his face.1

I watched him open a portal to the door of our house, he waved back at me as the portal closed. I jumped on top of the giant ball flat on my belly only to end up roll-falling on my back. My wolf took over me and stood up one her four, she growled at the ball wiggling her tail. She jumped a few more times on it and the result was the same. In agitation she started chasing it. More like pushing the ball from her snout and running after it.

She must be looking like a lunatic for running after a giant ball with her tongue out and sometimes jumping one the ball. She came to a halt near a small pond, she was panting as her tongue was dry. She pushed the ball to the side and walked up to the pond. She dipped her mouth into the cold water and drank till she was fully satisfied.

After drinking she waited to see her reflex in the pond. There is no denying that she is beautiful, we are beautiful. Her grey fur shining under the light makes her fur look like diamonds. She is pure grey, there is no other patches of colour. She stands 5'7 feet tall, power radiating from every pore of our body. We know what we've been through and how we managed to be one top with hard work. We take huge pride in that. Her dark black eyes make a beautiful contrast to her shinning grey fur. She tilts her head and grins looking at her reflection.

Suddenly our ears peaked up as we heard a sound. She turned back to look for any threats with her teeth baring, she let out a lowly growl when she heard snapping of twigs. The musky smell of a man ringed me. The smell made my heart race, not in fear but in anticipation. The smell was tranquilizing, mud's smell when it rains with a hint of musk.

It was all over the place now, the scent only got stronger, I could feel another heartbeat near me. The sound of paws against the ground came closer to me.

Then it stopped. At least three miles away from me, my tail stood up straight waiting for the threat to shown himself to me. I was thirsty for blood anyway, I haven't had a fresh kill recently. The prey seemed to be smelling delicious.

Then in a blink of an eye the smell was a few feets away. I stood as I began to feel the power off of him, I growled as I heard him go around me in circles in among the trees. Then I heard the piercing sound of claws in... rubber? I turned around to attack but my movements halted and so did my heart.

There he stood, a black fured lycan with neon blue eyes. Standing tall and proud in his intimidating 15 feet glory. My legs began to shake for the power he was radiating. I looked at him wide eyes and he punctured my ball with his claws. He threw threw the deflated ball to the side as he came towards me licking his snout... not creepy at all. I stepped back as he began slowly walking towards me, he is playing, contemplating my moves.. my motives.1

I bowed down to him and showed my neck, as a sign of submission and respect. I wanted to let him know that I am no threat. But that didn't stop him, he seemed to have ignored it and kept on walking. My heart was literally beating so fast that I feared it'll burst out of my chest. Then he stood in front of me, I didn't know what to do. In a fight with a werewolf and a lycan, I would be ruthlessly killed.. with my body parts scattering around the place.

'Mumma.. help me" I called out to her in the mind link that I had created long back. Maybe sensing that I did something to his dislike he growled at me. I whimpered and coward back, which made him snap and pull me to him. I started struggling as he picked me up like a fucking puppy. My legs were dandling in the air.

I anger I growled at him and clawed his face, I bared my teeth at him but he looked at me indifferently, he pulled me chest to chest. His snout buried in my neck, I was to stunned to comprehend his acts. I was frozen in my place, he licked my neck and did something that was never expected of any shape shifters.

"Mine" he said hoarsely. With that everything went blank and I fell limp in his arms.