Across Enemy Lines

Here's the next update!! This is the last chapter. The next will be the epilogue. It's crazy to think that this story is coming to a close. It's kind of sad actually. Anywho, enjoy the drama :)

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Nia’s POV

            I’m not sure what exactly pushed me to run. I mean, I was beaten and bruised. I wasn’t healing at the regular pace for a shifter. I could probably run as fast as a human as I was now. So it wasn’t smart to just break into a sprint to try to get to my pack. To my family. To Dominic. But I saw the opportunity and I just couldn’t let it pass.

Michael hadn’t been watching me and neither was the others. He had been fuming; his anger for once not directed at me but at his own son who I still couldn’t believe was standing amongst my pack. I never thought that would happen.           

When Dominic had called for his fellow hunters to join him against his dad, I didn’t think anyone would move but to my utter surprise, some did. There were still many on this side but now it seemed like the pack outnumbered them now. It was another factor I didn’t consider when I decided to run. Sure, my pack had more numbers now but the hunters behind me still had weapons. If they were faster, then they could kill me before I could even reach the halfway mark in the meadow.

It didn’t matter now. I had dealt my cards and I had to play with what I had. The meadow was bigger than I previously thought but that could be because I wasn’t used to running without my shifter strength. The terrain was uneven and I felt like I looked like a clumsy idiot as I ran. Every few feet, I would stumble and have to try to keep myself standing.

The pain was the worst. My muscles protested the fast movement I was requiring them to commit. My heart pounded in my chest and I was having trouble breathing as my lungs constricted as I ran. My wolf was doing everything possible to help me but there was little she could do. We were fighting an uphill battle against the drugs. They were slowly leaving my system but it wasn’t fast enough.

I didn’t have to look back to know what was going on. Once I took off running, it was only a matter of seconds before my dad ordered the pack to charge. It meant that Michael and the hunters still behind him were following me. I could practically feel Michael on my heels. I could hear his breathing as he drew in closer. I tried to pull at the ropes around my wrists. It was still digging into my skin and making it harder to run.

Seeing the pack and hunters charging toward me was quite a sight. My dad and brother had shifted mid-stride and were at the front of the pack. Dominic, along with the other hunters that had switched sides, was able to keep up if only barely. It was weird to see humans and shifters running together.