First Chapter of Future Stories: Part 1

Ruka's Back story: Ruka's POV

I am practicing my hunting in wolf form. While my mum watches in her fox form. My dad, who is a wolf is out on patrol. Dad was a lone wolf, considered a rogue. Until he meet mum and fell in love. They are mates. I'm an only child. I am very unique among shifters. Most shifters can only turn into one animal. I can turn into two. A wolf like my dad or a fox like my mum. My wolf's name is Scar, short for Scarlet and my fox is called Trixie. I am Ruka Celeste.

Anyway I'm fifteen. We live in a cottage in the woods. I turn sixteen soon. Then I can hunt alone. Suddenly a lone howl fills the air. It was dad's. I stop hunting and rush to mum's side. 'What is going on?' she asks dad.

'Pack of rogue wolves, run' dad orders. Mum takes off and I follow her. Scared, I'd never seen a rogue before. Aside from dad, mum and myself. But I know others are usually bad. Suddenly, I'm tackled and mum snarls. Tackling the wolf off of me.

They start to fight as I get t my feet. The rogue pins my mum. 'Leave her alone' I snarl and go to attack. But dad beats me to it and tackles him off of mum. He tells us to run again. We do so, but mum is starting to fall behind.

I turn and whine looking at her. 'Run' she tells me. I shake my head and pick her up by the scruff. Then take off running. I'm not leaving my mum behind. Mum tells me to put her down and I refuse. I skid to a stop, narrowly avoid going off of a cliff. I take off again.

Soon I am tackled from behind and lose mum. She yelps and goes over the cliff. 'Mum!' I shout and throw the wolf off. I run to the cliffs edge and look over it. I sigh in relief when I see mum had landed on a ledge. But she looks hurt.

'Ruka, behind you!' she shouts. But dad gets to the rogue first and kills it.

'Run Ruka' he tells me.

'But mum...' I try to say looking down at her.

'I will help her, you run. There are more on the way. Run and do not look back' he orders. 'We will find you' he assures me and licks my forehead. 'We love you' he tells me.

'I love you both' I tell him. I shift into Trixie and run. Ignoring everything behind me.

I ran and did not stop. I never saw my parents again. It's been two years since that day. I've been alone ever since, never stopping anywhere for long and trust no one. I am currently outside a small town, it's the wet season. So my scent gets washed away and masked by the rain. I know I am close to a pack of wolf shifters, but I am pretty sure I know where their boundary line is. As long as I don't cross it, I should be fine to stay a few days.

Kevin's Back Story: Third Persons POV

So when Kevin was ten, his dad the alpha died in a rogue attack. His mum entered a deep depression without her mate. Not enough to kill herself. But enough to prevent her from raising Kevin or leading the pack. So the beta couple stepped up. Raising Kevin along side their son Nick and leading the pack. Until Kevin finds his mate and can take over as alpha.

But he turns twenty soon and still has not found her. The elders are thinking of pairing with a mateless female. However, he keeps refusing. He wants to be with his mate and his mate alone. He is the soon to be alpha, no one tells him who to mate with.

Anyway his pack lives on the coast near a small town. It's currently the wet season. Patrols say they believe they smell a rogue on their border. But it has not crossed onto their land. They had not been able to locate it yet, due to all the rain. So Kevin takes it upon himself to investigate the matter personally.

First Meeting: Ruka's POV

I found a cave behind a waterfall and make it my temporary den. I don't usually make a den, but something seems to want me to stay. An unknown force. So I choose the safest spot I could find and made my den.

'Lets go hunting' Scar suggests.

'No, lets go to that meadow and sun ourselves' Trixie suggests.

'Guys no fighting' I tell them.

'You always be Trixie, it is my turn to run' Scar states.

'No pack will smell us, best we stay in my form' Trixie states.

'It will rain tonight, so it will wash away our scent. Come on, let me out Ruka' Scar whines.

'Fine, but stay clear of the pack border' I tell her. She cheers and Trixie lets her take over. I shift into Scar and she shakes out our fur. Before jumping through the waterfall and swims to shore.

She then takes off running at top speed through the forest. Letting our fur dry, while practicing evasive maneuvers. Once our fur was dry, she starts to hunt. She soon finds a herd of deer. She smirks as she crouches sneaking forward, picking a young buck.

She catches and kills it with ease. I retreat into my mind, letting her enjoy her kill. I am not a huge fan of raw meat. Even though I've lived on it for two years. When she is done she moves on after a drink, I come back to see her heading for the meadow. Trixie cheers.

We soon arrive and she picks a patch of sun. She curls up and dozes off. But we soon wake to the sound of a twig snapping. We hear a low growl of annoyances. 'Run' Trixie and I tell Scar. She takes off in the opposite direction of the sound we had heard. We soon hear a single set of padded paws following us.

'Rogue?' Trixie asks.

'I cannot smell whoever it is, they are down wind of us' Scar states.

'Turn into Trixie, she can lose them' I suggest.

'Whoever it is, is to close. They would see' Scar states.

'Then lose them' we tell her. She picks up speed and zigzags, trying to lose our pursuer. We soon hear him falling behind and Trixie cheers Scar on. We reach the waterfall and dive into the den. Scar turns and faces the entrance in a defensive position. Listening for any sound. She relaxes slowly, when suddenly something pounces on us from the other side of the waterfall.

Scar snaps and tries to break free. Until she locks eyes with him and freezes. 'Mate' she and Trixie say together as Scar relaxes. The male wolf relaxes and lets us up. He lays down looking at us in awe. As Scar rolls onto her belly and looks at him. He is a sandy colour with a dark back and is huge. I sense great power coming from him.

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