《The Fox and the Wolf》Chapter 8: Why?
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The next time I woke up I was back in my little fox form and I could hear people shouting.
"Is this some kind of joke?!" Someone screamed.
"I-I swear she was bigger when w-we brought her in." Someone else stutter but in a quiet voice.
"Why did you bring her in in the first place?!" The first person shouted.
"S-She's Alpha D-Derek's mate." The other person told them.
"What?! She's a bloody fox! How the hell is she his mate?!" the first person demanded.
"All the m-mate signs were there." The other person stuttered. I heard pounding footsteps and soon someone with a red face was in front of the cell that I was being kept in. I'm guessing they were the one that was shouting.
"Once I kill you I'm going to kill Alpha Derek." He hissed and I growled, surprising him. I tried to get up but there was a chain around my waist, keeping me in one spot. Another pair of footsteps began getting closer to the room I was in. Soon a guy around 20 appeared. I sniffed the air and tensed when I caught his scent. Vampire.
"You're excused." He said and the guy from before walked out of the room. The guy sat down in front of the bars and looked at me.
"I've heard that you're Derek's mate. Why am I even trying to talk to you? You're just a stupid animal." He said and I growled at him. I'm not some dumb animal! Everyone underestimates me and I'm sick of it! My growls grew deeper as my body slowly grew. All of a sudden the chain snapped from around me and I was in my spirit fox, my body taking up most of the cell. The vampire quickly scuttled away from the cell and looked at me with wide eyes. I reached through the bars and missed clawing his legs by mere centimetres. I pulled my leg back and growled at him. He jumped up and ran out of the room. I took this chance to shift back into my little fox form and walk towards the bars. It'd be a tight squeeze but I bet that I could get through them. I managed to get my front have through the bars when I heard voices. I frantically pulled the rest of me through and hid behind the ugly looking couch that was pressed up against the far wall. A small group of people walked into the room, led by the vampire.
"What? Where did it go?!" He asked frantically as he looked around. A few people looked in my direction and I ducked out of sight. I hid behind my tail as footsteps grew closer to my hiding spot. I yelped and struggled when I felt someone lift me by the scruff of my neck.
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"You mean this thing?" The man holding me asked as I tried to claw at his wrist.
"That's what it started as! Then it changed into some huge monster!" The vampire exclaimed. The man spun me around and looked at my wide eyes.
"This little thing, became some giant monster that took up the whole cell?" He asked and the vampire nodded.
"Whatever. Let's just take it to the boss." He said before he started walking. He walked up a set of stairs with the others following closely. I blinked my eyes quickly as they adjusted to the bright lights. My body bounced up and down as the man holding me quickly jogged up the stairs. He stopped a large door and knocked.
"Come in." A muffled voice said. He pushed the door open and walked in. He walked up to the desk and dropped me on to it.
"Here's Alpha Derek's mate." He said and I looked at the man who was sitting in a large chair. I sniffed him and quickly backed up, nearly falling off the desk. It can't be him. He looks me in the eye. It takes a few seconds but soon his own eyes widen.
"Melody?" He asked and I let out a bark.
"Get a shirt." He ordered and a few seconds later there was a shirt being pulled over my head. I jumped off the desk and shifted to my human form, earning gasps from everybody.
"Dad?" I asked and the man behind the desk nodded. He got up from behind the desk and took a step toward me. I took one back and he stopped walking.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked him and he sighed.
"Wolves killed your mother and I thought they killed you. I rejected my wolf and took it upon myself to make their life a living hell." He told me and I grew angry.
"Why?! There innocent children that could have been hurt! The people that killed mum are already dead! Trust me! I did it myself!" I shouted at him. I smelt the room and found that there's another wolf in the room.
"If you hate wolves so much then why is one here?" I demanded.
"He's my son." He said and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Before or after mum?" I asked.
"About a year before." He told me.
"Do you know what would have been easier?" I ask, getting back to the topic at hand.
"Letting mum go and trying to find me! There's no need to go around killing people like so psychotic maniac!" I shouted and the wolf growled at me.
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"Shut it, Fido." I said as I turned to him.
"You can't insult my dad like that." He said and I glared at him.
"He's my dad too so shut up and let me scream at him." I hissed and turned back to dad.
"Call off your attacks." I said and he shook his head.
"Not until the wolves have paid for it. The rogues will kill the packs and the rogues will then kill themselves off." He said and my anger shot through the roof and went into orbit.
"So you're telling me, that you're willing to kill women and children just to satisfy your guilty feelings?" I asked through gritted teeth.
"Pretty much." He said. I launched myself at him and managed to claw his face before I got pulled away by his son, my half-brother.
"Don't you dare hurt him." The wolf hissed.
"Oh yeah? And why shouldn't I? Want me to hurt you instead?" I asked and he nodded.
"I challenge you to a dual." He said before dragging me out of the room. He kept dragging me until we arrived at a huge set of doors. He pushed them open to reveal a ballroom. He let go of me and walked a few metres away. He shifted into a large grey wolf and snarled at me. I shifted into my little fox and growled back.
"She is so going to lose." Someone said as other people walked into the room. I heard the door get shut and locked.
"It's a fight to the death between my children, Malcom and Melody." My father announced. To the death? That's fine with me.
"You may begin." Dad walked away and joined the others. Malcom launched himself at me and I dodged. He tried to swipe at me with his paw but he missed.
"Stop playing with your food!" Someone shouted and Malcom growled at them. I planted my feet firmly on the wooden floor and focused on the shift. I'm not dying today. He looked at me in confusion before it was replaced with fear as I grew larger. When I had fully shifted into my spirit fox I let out a loud roar. In an instant I had Malcom pinned below me. I took his head in my powerful jaws and jerked my head back, ripping his furry head right off his neck. The ballroom was silent. I stalked over to my father and dropped his son's head at his feet. He looked up at me in horror while an evil grin played on my fox lips. I leapt forward and ripped his head off his shoulders. I went on a killing spree. Killing vampires and rogues left, right and centre.
By the end I was covered in blood and free to leave. I followed the way we came in and soon I found the front door. Did I shift to open it? Hell no. I took a running start and ran straight through it, wood flying everywhere. It was dark out and I had no clue where I was. I lifted my head and took a deep breath, smelling every possible thing around me. I found a trail of my scent in the grass. They must had dragged me here. Literally. I kept my nose to the ground and followed my scent for what seemed like hours. I lifted my head and sniffed the air. My heart began to race when I recognised the scent of the pack. I shifted into my small fox and ran into the territory. There was no one walking around. I heard something smash from inside the pack house. I trotted up to the front door and scratched on the wood. The door was pulled open by Jack. He looked around in confusion before he looked down.
"Melody!" He cried and picked me up, hugging me tightly. He turned and kicked the door shut before running towards the stairs.
"Derek! She's back! Melody's back!" He shouted. He kicked open the door to the office. I wriggled out of his grip and ran towards a relieved looking Derek. I shifted into my human form, not caring that I was naked in front of everybody and ran into his arms.
"Oh my god. Oh my god." He whispered over and over and he held me. Tears flowed freely from his eyes, not something an Alpha is usually seen doing.
"What happened?" He asked as he pulled away.
"My father. Wolves killed my mother and he took it upon himself to seek revenge on every werewolf in existence. He rejected his own wolf and worked with vampires and rogues to carry out what he wanted. He's dead now and I'm back." I told him and he pressed his lips against mine. I heard everyone leave the office to give us some privacy.
"I love you." He muttered against my lips.
"I love you too." I whispered back. I sat on the desk and he stood between my legs as we continued to attack each other's lips. Good thing the office is sound proof, because we didn't leave the office at all that night. I'm back.
And I'm not going anywhere.
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