He crouched low and glided soundlessly through the woods toward them, waiting for Brayden’s signal. The mind of the pack was one, and he effortlessly focused on the wounded bull that Brayden had chosen for the kill. The antlered brute was big, but had obviously been in an altercation recently. Suddenly, he received Brayden’s signal, and he charged. The herd panicked and stampeded from the clearing, but the big bull had already been trapped by Ailene and swift, beautiful Keva. Kieran bolted forward and sank his teeth into the bull’s right hind leg, snarling in glee. Keva and Ailene worried at the bull’s left side as Brayden leaped for the bull’s throat, dragging its neck down to the ground. Brayden’s sharp fangs severed the large artery in its throat, spraying blood. The bull bellowed and lashed out in its death throes, but it was over too quickly. The four feasted on their prey ravenously, and the other two members of the pack came forward when it was their turn. They feasted, true predators, past sunset until late evening. With full stomachs, the whole pack rested in the tall grass of the clearing, which was also strewn with a couple large rock formations. Keva and Kieran wrestled playfully, while the two alphas slept curled up next to each other. Mira, the eldest female, relaxed as she watched the young ones play in the light of the setting sun. Eventually, the whole pack was quietly asleep, pale moonlight flickering against their fur.
Keva slept fitfully, her paws twitching as the wolf dream took her. She found herself running through a "town," a group of the humans' dens. She knew that man could be food, but she also knew man was a powerful predator. Man could kill prey from afar without even touching it. These "fire sticks," her mother had told her, man wielded like fangs and claws since they have none. Keva dashed through the town, fearing that a human would see her. She dashed into a pathway between two of the dens and suddenly found herself face-to-face with a human. One sniff told her he was male. He towered over, looking down at her without fear. She snarled and bristled, her blue eyes reflecting green in the light of the torch he held. He did not move, and she found herself unable to back up. The wolf dream knew something she did not; it held her fast. The man had black fur on his head, and golden eyes. He moved slowly to his knees, down to her height. She stopped snarling, although her fur still bristled. In the absence of her snarl, the man spoke. "Welcome, sister." She did not stop to wonder why she understood his language before she replied, for it was the wolf dream. "Who are you, human? How entered you into the dream?" The man's eyes grew wide. "You speak! I... I am Cian. I am an alpha." The white wolf snarled. "You are human, not alpha. Humans have no true alphas." The man bared his teeth at her, but quickly covered them when she bared her own fangs. "I am part human and part wolf," he replied. Keva made a noise that could have been a sneeze or a laugh. "Nonsense. Wolves do not breed with humans." Backing away, she found she could move a bit further. "Wait!" He shouted. "We will meet outside the dream and I will prove myself!" Keva did not answer, but turned and ran back through the ghostly town. Cian did not follow, but as she bolted away, he caught her scent, a mix of natural, sweet ambrosia and wildflowers.
Keva jerked awake, her heart pounding, in the early hours of the morning. Kieran and Mira were still sleeping not far away. Keva felt suddenly cold, so she tucked her nose into her tail and thought about the wolf dream. It was not possible for humans to enter the dream where wolves could run in complete safety and ponder the circle of life. She had heard rumors of wolves having visions of the future while within the dream, but instinct told her that was not the case this time. She snorted. If the human was telling the truth, she would be disgusted. What wolf would mate with a
Keva slept fitfully, her paws twitching as the wolf dream took her. She found herself running through a "town," a group of the humans' dens. She knew that man could be food, but she also knew man was a powerful predator. Man could kill prey from afar without even touching it. These "fire sticks," her mother had told her, man wielded like fangs and claws since they have none. Keva dashed through the town, fearing that a human would see her. She dashed into a pathway between two of the dens and suddenly found herself face-to-face with a human. One sniff told her he was male. He towered over, looking down at her without fear. She snarled and bristled, her blue eyes reflecting green in the light of the torch he held. He did not move, and she found herself unable to back up. The wolf dream knew something she did not; it held her fast. The man had black fur on his head, and golden eyes. He moved slowly to his knees, down to her height. She stopped snarling, although her fur still bristled. In the absence of her snarl, the man spoke. "Welcome, sister." She did not stop to wonder why she understood his language before she replied, for it was the wolf dream. "Who are you, human? How entered you into the dream?" The man's eyes grew wide. "You speak! I... I am Cian. I am an alpha." The white wolf snarled. "You are human, not alpha. Humans have no true alphas." The man bared his teeth at her, but quickly covered them when she bared her own fangs. "I am part human and part wolf," he replied. Keva made a noise that could have been a sneeze or a laugh. "Nonsense. Wolves do not breed with humans." Backing away, she found she could move a bit further. "Wait!" He shouted. "We will meet outside the dream and I will prove myself!" Keva did not answer, but turned and ran back through the ghostly town. Cian did not follow, but as she bolted away, he caught her scent, a mix of natural, sweet ambrosia and wildflowers.
Keva jerked awake, her heart pounding, in the early hours of the morning. Kieran and Mira were still sleeping not far away. Keva felt suddenly cold, so she tucked her nose into her tail and thought about the wolf dream. It was not possible for humans to enter the dream where wolves could run in complete safety and ponder the circle of life. She had heard rumors of wolves having visions of the future while within the dream, but instinct told her that was not the case this time. She snorted. If the human was telling the truth, she would be disgusted. What wolf would mate with a
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