Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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I am new to this whole writing stuff, so please any CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is welcomed. If you decide to leave compliments... well those are accepted to! This is going to start off slow for chapter one to four in order build characters and background. So if you're looking for a quickie right of the bat sorry this isn't the story for you... unless you can bear with it for a few chapters then I promise you'll get what you want and more!
*Side note* this story will contain some non-con/reluctance, I tell you now so no time wasted on your part if that doesn't interest you and no fair warning for those who might complain later.
Enjoy!
A wolf's Honor : chapter 2 (Into the unknown).
"They say a dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless to resist. it is also said that it matters not how a man dies, but how he lives. While all of these saying makes sense there is just one tiny problem I have not lived at all, what I have been doing is surviving not living. My head has been buried in my work. Hell James was the closest thing I had to living.
So all those a dying man needs to die shit ain't for me that's for old people, I am just 29 yrs old I am too young to die, well not that young but you know what I mean. Anyway where was I again? Falling yes falling but it felt more like dying. After slipping, I tumbled for what felt like for ever, hitting trees and branches along the way. I felt helpless and out of control, like being in a dream, When would I stop falling?
Half way down the cliff, the trees gave way and I was left falling through the air. Before I knew it I was hurtling over grass, earth, and rock until the cliff slope became even steeper and I fell farther.
A little later I must have hit a rock and blacked out. My next memory is lying by the small river close to the cliff and hearing voices, are those people I asked myself while lying down practically motionless. I looked side ways and saw images of four people approaching me with a pack of wolves behind them.
I tried yelling for help only for me to cough up blood. At the rate this is going I might end up choking on my own blood, I managed to lean towards my side thus saving me from choking to death.
I tried speaking again
Help me!
My plea sounds so faint like a whisper. Realizing I couldn't talk all I could do was lay there and hope to God they help me.
They moved closer and i discover they were naked just like the little boy I had hit ( on the road) minutes ago. it seems one of them was talking to me but I couldn't really hear anything neither could I picture his face, But he looked blonde, everything looked blurry.
Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse Blondie crouch down looked me in the eyes and back at his hands lifted, I watched in horror as his fingers metamorphose into paws. Appearing to examine its sharp claws before he turned them on me.
There was none of the savagery I had expected as this half looking human calmly and meticulously clawed the clothes from my neck. Once the skin was exposed it leaned heavily on one paw keeping me pinned to the ground while it dug deep with the other paw dragging his claws down my neck and ultimately tearing my flesh.
Please I begged, "I want to live," I cried,
scrambling for time, desperately hoping that someone would come to my aid
Before this freak of nature severs an artery and causes me to bleed to death, while his colleagues Watch.
At this moment images of what my life would have been with James came flooding in, I would have gotten married to James, had kids hell even grandkids with time.
But all of this is no longer possible as I
am dying now. To say I now regret saying no all those years would be an understatement.
I remember my mother, Lord bless her soul use to say to me live your life to the fullest because you never know when the end approaches, I should have yield to her advice oh God.
Maybe I can still get out of this I thought, I know begging was pointless, but I had to try, I had to keep going and survive this.
If not for James then for myself, I deserve that much.
Begging wasn't really my thing but I sure will do it to survive.
Don't do this, I began I don't want to die, I've barely lived.
" You don't want to die you say.
He speaks.
This time around I could hear him loud and clear, (despite the fact that I was bleeding to death).
He smiles evoking a snicker with his giggles and then suddenly continues.
You put So much value on your life, yet so little on others, You ran like you are being led by the spirits in fear of death.
Still you never stopped to think about the little one you almost killed.
You humans don't deserve to live
Show Mercy I begged again stoping his sentence mid way.
He paused looked at me dead in the eyes and said.
l will show you the same mercy you showed the alpha's son.
He pressed further digging into my wounds with his claws. The pain is unbearable, Minutes ago I had beg to live, now I feel like I should have begged for a quick death.
"God kill me already I said to myself!.
Before I could think another thought, everything went black. I didn't faint, I didn't feel an impact, I just suddenly felt nothing. It was like every sensory interpreter in my body had gone to sleep. This lasted for a few seconds before the most interesting thing occurred.
An invisible force was pulling all my cracked limbs back in place, Every cracked bone in my body healed. My finger nails tingled from their beds and my head was spinning. I was healing more like regenerating. How long had this been going on for? It felt like hours, days. Or maybe it had only been a few seconds?
I couldn't take it anymore, What's happening to me I yelled. I felt new strong energy engulf me, I felt alive.
sorceress! I heard the Blondie shout.
upon opening my eyes I noticed one of the wolves behind him was on the pebble lifeless. It looked drained, like something had sucked life of of it.
it's eyes black and it's fur looked like something that has been dead for years.
She is a witch, she killed Lee.
upon hearing them I managed to stand up, though I was healed I still felt weak, like I had used up energy.
I am not a witch I replied I know nothing of your pet's death.
Then how do you explain the fact that you are still alive?
You should be dead from the fall alone. That cliff right there is about 400ft high, no human should be able to survive that fall without a scratch.
