The Unknowing Wolf

Chapter 4

*Ethan POV*

It takes so long to vent, I know Trina can't handle even one second more. She is lying in the table exhausted but still saying all the right things. I just tune her out after her first orgasm, her annoying voice wrecks the whole experience if I have to listen to her for too long. Her wetness is running down her legs.

I feel bad I know she is working hard thinking that I will mark her. But she has zero chance. I see her as more of a c*m bucket. There is nothing luna like about her. I will never mark any random slut, I will only ever mark my goddess given mate

I pull out of her and give her a pat on the back. I want to laugh as my action seems like a good try, try harder next time sort of movement.

"Do you want me to get someone to take you back to the pack house?"

"With you?"

"No I am going out on patrol"

Not really, I just want to go for a run and don't want to listen to anymore of her nonsense. Yes I am a terrible person.

"Okay Ethan"

"Don't call me that"

I snap at her, if she calls me that she definitely thinks she is something important more than she is.

"Sorry, future Alpha"

She lowers her head exposing her neck and submitting to my authority. My lip curls in disgust when I look at her.

"So did you want to go back?"

The impatience in my voice is obvious.

"No I am fine"

I just walk out and leave her. I made it clear at the start and she later managed to have unreasonable expectations. There is nothing I can do. Well I could stop having s*x with her, but then I just start the next needy relationship.

I walk out of the school. Thankfully it is class time again. I shift on the spot and run. That session did little to curb my desire and frustration.

I sigh and release all my speed. The trees go flying past me like a blur. My wolf is restless too. But I have no answers for either of us. I have never felt so agitated before. I run straight to my special spot. I slow my pace as I get closer. I have managed to keep it to myself all these years. The trees open up to a grassy spot. I shift as I enter. The grass is at knee length dotted with wild flowers a small stream runs along the edge.

I lay on my back in the small patch of sunlight that shines through the tree cover. My hands naturally rest under my head. I close my eyes and bask in the sunlight trying to let the warmth sooth my frazzled nerves.

In front of me stands a girl. Her slender tanned legs seem to go on forever. Hanging off her sexy hips is a short blue school tartan pleated skirt. A white shirt does nothing to hide her sexy curves. Hints of her white bra can be seen under the thin material. Her long blonde hair is hanging over her small shoulders. I reach out to touch her shoulder. I so badly want to touch her.

"Who are you?"

She doesn't respond. I can't move. I want to see her. I haven't wanted anything more in my life.

"Please"

Please turn around, I have to see her it feels like nothing is more important than that fact. She seems to be looking at nothing in particular, just staring. She suddenly turns to me. All I see is a flash of the most brilliant emerald green.

I hear a howl.

I sit up with a start. What the hell was that? All I can see is emerald green.

The howl echoes around again.

I shake my head and try and clear my mind, I need to deal with this before I work out what the hell that was. I jump to my feet. That better be something important otherwise the culprit will die a slow painful death. I shift and run towards the source of the sound.

That figure permanently en grained on my mind. What the hell does it mean? Random dream or is that her? I have never had any sort of vision before in my life. Was it the the world's worst wet dream where I didn't get to the action part, I didn't even get got see her face. I shake my head, that doesn't seem right at all. I burst out of trees at the source of the sound. 2 of my warriors are surrounded by 6 rouges. All eyes turn to me as I burst into the area. I shift and lean against the tree in a relaxed position looking at the rouges in front of me like I am looking at a joke.

"What the f**k are you clowns doing on shadow lands?"

One of the rouges bares his teeth at me. I laugh.

"You want to fight? You are 2 meters from the border, I will not attack anyone over the border, think very carefully whether you want to live or not"

Two of the rouges step forward baring their teeth crouching into attack position.

"Good I was really hoping you were that stupid"

I shrug and push off the tree I was leaning against. Some people are just too idiotic to take my kindness, I thought I was overly generous. I crook a finger with a smile on my face. One of them comes at me. I don't bother to shift. I can shift in the blink of an eye, if it got to the point where I couldn’t beat these wolves in human form. If I couldn’t I would be bitterly disappointed in myself, I haven't had a work out in a while so why not take this opportunity?

I jump and grip the first one around the neck, quickly twisting and snapping his neck, I use the momentum to throw the dead body at the next wolf before it has a chance to shift back. Knocking the next wolf down. 2 more come at me I griping by the throat narrowly missing the snapping jaw. I extend my leg and kick the other with force sending it flying towards the nearest tree with pin point accuracy. Tearing the throat of the wolf in my hand out. Blood spattering all over me. Yuck, why do I always forget, not so messy kills. I don’t want their filthy blood all over me, who knows what type of diseases these mangy mutts have. I jump and slide along the ground under one wolf kicking him in the underbelly into the air. Pushing off the ground with one hand and kicking him as he descends hitting him into a tree, I hear his neck crack as he hits.

I love over the top, elaborate moves, so that one brings me particular joy and so few things bring me joy lately. I grip one wolves fur and flip over his back, gripping another with my legs around the neck until I hear a crack. I grip the neck of the one I am on snapping it quickly and accurately. I finish the last one with a stamp of my foot.

I shift and link the warriors

'Do not bother me with such trivial things again, if you can't handle these pathetic specimens you both have to go into intensive training. I do not accept this sort of vulnerability’

They bow to me and I turn on my heal disappearing as fast as I came. I would never tell them that I enjoyed the workout, if it hadn't interrupted my dream I would have been excited about the encounter.