The Hunter and The Hunted

Author's Note: I think I may only have one chapter after this one to wrap up. I make special thanks to all my reviewers *cough*ikkichi, CandyCaner*cough* for sticking through my little experiment you can expect more from me as soon as I finish these two pet projects of mine and my art homework XD

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We were outside in moments and I saw wolves fighting. “What?” The words escaped Marina’s lips echoed my confusion, but for different reasons.

“Terra’s pack.” ‘This should not be happening.’ “This is still technically they’re turf.” ‘This really should not be happening.’

“Why?” I saw and smelled the blood, another yelp. My ring hit the floor, and before I knew it I was moving in the direction of the sounds. My feet skidded on the grass and rage threatened to overpower my body as I saw it. Terra, still circling, with Angeli, both shifted while Demitri had his sick grin plastered to his face while some of his pack egged him on.

“Glad you could make it love!” he cried, ‘Fuck, he’s toying with them’ “I’ll be with you in a minute.” I had to remember to try to keep my anger in check. It wouldn’t do well for me to lose myself to blood-lust now.

“You will ‘deal’ with me now Demitri” I saw the guy from the café standing in line with the leering grin on his face once more. Angeli lunged at him, only to be flung into the nearest tree.

“What do you think love? Am I strong enough for you yet?” I growled

“This has never been about strength with you Demitri. It has always been about power.” ‘And how big you think your dick is.’ his grin widened, before he tried to make a move on Terra, whose attention had been split between checking on Angeli and keeping him in her sights.

Now I say tried to make a move because my body had other plans for him. “Terra go to her.” I said holding him back with ease as she followed my command. By the way he tensed, he didn’t expect me to move as quickly as I did. I threw him back, when I heard Marina’s familiar foot falls behind me. I glanced back to see her glaring daggers at Demitri. ‘She’s hot when she does that.’ I observed. He was shaking his head like he had water in it when I looked back at him.

“Caught me off guard there love.” I rolled my eyes, he never could get it into his head that I didn’t like him. The pack was still egging him on, but I also noticed it was considerably quieter than before. “How about we make it a fight to remember?”

“Give up while you’re ahead Demitri. I don’t want to fight.”

‘Kill.’

I was happy

‘Rip’

Why did you have to come back?

‘Kill.’

“I will win you.” he lunged and shifted in one move. I glanced at the pack and saw familiar faces as I dodged he feeble attempt. The familiar faces were the ones who were silent… the ones who knew the winner. His form shifted again, and this time I was honestly surprised.

“You’re not the only one who gets to this.” he growled “You can not win.” I looked at his body, carefully, ignoring his self flattering praise and noted the flaws. He was unstable… but strong, as I realized dodging a full fisted attack aimed at the top of my head, that left a crater in the ground.

“Son of a-”

“I have it Marina.” I called out calmly. I was still too fast for him after all. Even in my human form I could beat him. The rest of the pack who knew me, knew that so what-… a scream was ripped from my body as a pair of warm canine jaws latched onto my arms, yanking me down to my knees. Blood poured out the wounds and my vision was getting clouded almost instantaneously.

“I thought you ‘had it’.” he sneered coming closer to me. But I cold barely hear it… I could barely hear anything anymore beyond the pounding blood in my ears. “You thought you were stronger than me?”

‘Kill.’

“You thought you could beat me?”

‘Rip’

“You should have just known your place all those years ago and become my beta”

‘Defend’ his voice suddenly left my ears, and I heard a cry of pain punctuated by a sharp crunch and the smell of roses.

“Broken and weak.” my skin blazed as though it were on fire

‘Kill.’ My instinct stronger…blood thirsty after years of abstinence.

“I should just end your pathetic existence.” I looked up. Not truly registering what I saw beyond a crumpled mass beneath a large body.

‘NO!’ the change seared through my body as Marina got out of the way of his fist, barely… I heard two audible snaps from the jaws of the puppies that attempted to hold me.

‘Weak.’ my bones shifted and strengthened.

‘Kill.’ my sight sharpened until I could see every bead of sweat that was beginning to form under Demitri’s thick coat of fur.

‘Rip.’ my nails grew and lengthened into talons, I could hear his heart rate increase.

‘Tear.’ I could practically taste his fear as I rose to my towering height of pure muscle, claws, fangs and raw power. He stumbled and I lunged. Blood ripped through my senses as I tore his flesh.

‘Hurt.’ he dodged my next attack and managed to land a scratch on my forearm.

‘Marina.’ I latched onto his throat and lifted him off the ground. He dug his lower paws into my gut. It stung briefly before I tossed him aside like a rag doll.

‘Pain.’ I moved to lunge at him again, but as he cowered Marina herself stood before me and I froze breathing deeply. She stretched her hand out and touched my muzzle. I was about to calm down when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. I picked her up and bodily moved her out of harms way, letting his claws dig deeply into my back. I reached back and grabbed his paw, dislodging it from my back and dangled him before my eyes.

“Who’s weak now?” I demanded harshly before throwing him onto the ground leaving a crater around him.

‘Hurt.’ I wanted to beat him to a pulp. I wanted it so that he wouldn’t be recognizable, if he managed to survive, even with an alpha’s healing.

“Remember your parents…” a whisper so soft, so gentle… Marina.

My body shivered, not from cold, as I felt her arms encircled my waist. “Don’t loose yourself.” her aura started to seep into me and I felt calm. My form began to shift back to normal, her aura following the process until I stood at my normal height and muscle mass, unfortunately (or fortunately) that little stunt did away with my clothes, (not that I minded really, I still had Marina’s arms wrapped around my waist.) I stretched my neck slightly as Demitri managed to somehow get back to his feet. “I am not weak.” his voice was barely a whisper, and his form wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Yet you never had a pull.” I stated. “You never pulled me so you could never be my mate.” he growled “That’s why you always fought so hard for me.” he took a shaky step towards me and faltered

“Why…” he gasped, the form receding rapidly now. I remembered all those year ago, when I didn’t want to fight, I resisted my instinct after my first loss of control, finally causing me to deny the pack and leave.

“You weren’t my type.” ‘In more ways than one.’ I put my hand over Marina’s assuring myself it was still there.

“I, You… you were supposed to be mine…” his mutters were losing meaning to me. ‘Marina.’ at least my instinct and I have a focal point in common now. I thought as I turned to her. The rest of his pack took him and the wounded away, my old pack-mates inclined their heads and assured Terra they wouldn’t trouble them again. I however got lost in Marina’s eyes again, swimming in the pools of a boundless ocean…