Angry, Oblivious, Alpha

12 years old, Clarisia

The smell of damp moss hung in the air.
Every fiber of my body tensed, I peered around the thick trunk of a tree.
The excitement pumped hot adrenaline through my veins and quickened my breathing.
I could male out Lorelie's figure through the dense bushes. She noticed my gaze and nodded with a serious expression.
Like my friend, I ducked and crept across the forest floor.
The withered leaves made a barely audible rustling sound under my bare feet.

A hoarse rumble let me froze and sent a tingling sensation across my skin.
The hairs on my neck stood on end.
"Caught." It hadn't been long since his voice had started to change.
It had become deeper, but puberty had made it sound rough.
I gritted my teeth and slowly turned around. Damien's figure lurked between the fir branches, the shadow of the trees outlined his face and made it look dark.
"First you have to catch me", I managed to say.
A fiery spark lit up his eyes, the euphoria of the hunt conjured a malicious grin on his face. "Then run, little wolf."

Without wasting a second, I whirled around and ran away.
As my feet thundered across the forest floor, I glanced over my shoulder.
Damien gave me a head start. But it wasn't long before I could hear his rough panting behind me as his figure rushed through the thicket.
Desperately, I forced my legs to run even faster, dodging around the tree trunks and leaping over the creek ditch.
A hand grabbed my wrist and yanked me off my feet. I slid across the muddy, wet ground, but with a cry I jumped back up. I could feel Damien's hot breath on my neck as his hands wrapped tightly around my arms.

"You're not getting away from me", he growled in my ear.
I squirmed under his grip, and with an angry hiss I spat at him.
Damien's eyes widened in surprise, then he burst into a cocky laugh.
"Oh, Cass", he said, his voice turning threatening. "I'm so glad I caught you."
He gave me a hard shove in the back, sending me tumbling to my knees.
"Ow!" I screamed, trying to kick him, but Damien grabbed my arm und twisted it up my shoulder.

Unable to move, I stared at his smug face. "You always have to exaggerate!"
Damien just grinned and nudged me between the shoulder blades with his knee.
Oh, his parents had chosen his name so appropriately. He should go back to hell, where he came from.
Demon!

Clarisia

The shrill sound of the whistle hurt my ears.
"Break!" shouted our sport teacher over the loud trampling. "Drink some water, maybe you'll be able to hit better after that."
He shook his head and ran his hands through his thin hair.
I laughed out loud and slapped Lorelie's outstretched hand.
"I didn't think we were bad", said my friend with a grin.
I jogged over to my water bottle and noticed Damien's gaze. He quickly lowered his head and wiped his sweaty forehead with his forearm.

I grabbed my bottle and stood next to him. In one fluid movement, I took off my thin sweater and pulled up my shirt so that a strip of my stomach was visible. I could see Damien stiffening next to me.
"Phew, it's been quite tiring today, hasn't it?" I asked innocently as I brushed the hair from my damp neck.
I knew he could smell me, I could also smell his sweaty skin and it smelled incredibly good.
His smell changed, became sharper, more intense.
I turned my head in surprise, the blue-green of his eyes deepened.

Damien's hand closed so hard on his water bottle that he crushed it with a loud crumple. A torrent of water shot into his face and wet his T-shirt.
"Oops!" I tried to suppress a laugh and turned on my heel, and he gave me a dark look.
"Line up and aim better this time", Mr. Brown instructed us. "You're all athletic, it can't be that difficult."
His gaze fell on our classmate's fat belly. "You're excused, Ben. But I expect full effort from you too, alright?"