Heirs, 25
(POV: Lina)
I needed to step out for a quick errand with Milly; her cubs' birthday is in three days. And I've been helping her with the preparations. But I sense a discomfort in my chest, and for the first time in fifteen years. I sense my wolf agitated by a feeling of danger.
Why are we feeling like this? I breathe heavi with a tightness in my heart.
"Academy," it's all that Lua, my wolf, says in my mind, and I become anxious, fearing something may have happened to my pups.
"Milly," I get her attention, "I have to go now. I need to see why the director called me. I have a heaviness in my chest, and I must resolve this quick to find out what's happening," I give her a kiss on the cheek, Sophie's too, and head to the car, driving as fast as I can.
I walk through the corridors, and when I reach the director's office. His secretary informs me that he went to the back of the academy to handle the situation. Without wanting to wait for too long, I follow him.
As soon as I reach the back, a latent anger grows inside me and in my wolf. A wave of confusion and despair washes over me, emotions tumultuous like a devastating storm. The transformation before my eyes defies any rational explanation. It's as if the darkness of that woman's soul had materialized into the bestial form of that wolf. A creature thirsty for blood.
My mind, though clouded, screams in alert of the imminent threat approaching. It's as if my most primitive instincts have taken over, guiding me beyond the limits of reason. Without thinking, without calculating, just acting purely on an instinct... maternal? I don't know, I let myself be guided, I'll think about it later.
My muscles burn in response as I run towards Lena. An ancestral force envelops me as my own transformation takes over. My clothes tear, bones snap, and a new form emerges. My majestic wolf form now stands between the threat and Lena.
A fierce roar escapes my mouth, a mixture of warning and challenge. Melanie immediately stops her advance in front of me. She now assumes a submissive posture in the face of my unwavering determination. The world around us seemed to disappear, leaving only my instinct and the intensity of my fury.
Slowly, Melanie retreats, her claws retracted, and she bows before my authority. The growling escaping her jaws is now a subdued lament. An acknowledgment that the battle had turned into something beyond what she expected.
As I turn, I find Lena's wide-eyed gaze, filled with admiration and astonishment. My bristling fur slow softens, my growling fading away as I look at Lena's face.
(POV: Renata)
The size of the wolf before me was almost unreal. An imposing presence that defied the limits of my comprehension.
My jaw felt like it weighed a ton, threatening to drop to the ground at any moment. It was impossible not to be mesmerized by that dazzling sight. Lina's wolf radiated pure and untouched beauty. Her fur, as white as the freshest snow, seemed meticulous sculpted. A masterpiece of nature in its most majestic form.
My curiosity yearned to touch that wondrous texture, and before I could rationalize it. My fingers slow reached for her immaculate fur. Upon contact, a shiver ran down my spine, a strange overwhelming and electric sensation. It was as if I were touching something more than only fur; it was as if I were connecting.
The softness of the fur was intoxicating, a touch that challenged all my expectations. My fingers gent sank into the texture, and for a moment, everything else seemed to disappear. Reality became a tactile sensation. An intimate moment shared between a bewildered human and a magnificent creature.
Lina, open your eyes and directly meet mine. A whirlwind of emotions seemed to dance within those azure eyes. A silent connection formed, as if she could somehow hear my thoughts and understand my admiration.
Then, as if offering one last gift to my wonder, the wolf turned her back to me, offering herself for another moment of contact. My hand slid along her fur, exploring every inch with an almost religious reverence. The experience was intoxicating, a fusion of admiration and respect for a creature that seemed to exist outside of time.
As my fingers left a trail in the soft fur, I knew that this moment would never fade from my memory. Lina's white wolf had transcended the mere sight of an animal. She had become a manifestation of beauty, mystery, and a connection to the natural world in a way that left me speechless.
(POV: Lina)
The conflicting emotions within me were like a tumultuous storm threatening to engulf me. Lena's touch, as comforting as it was, also brought forth a painful emptiness. I wished it were Renata, my pup, touching me, sharing that intimate connection...
The sadness that overwhelmed me was profound, a silent lament echoing inside me, where no one else could hear.
With a heavy heart, I turned my back to Lena, trying to hide the sadness that threatened to become evident.
But, the situation soon changed as my senses sharpened. I raised my head and stared at Melanie and her wretched family. Even though I had forgiven the cruelties and torture she inflicted on me in the past, I wouldn't be able to forgive if she harmed someone dear to me. To prevent her death, I had to make things very clear.
"How dare you attack my protected one?" I exclaimed to her with the authority that comes with my higher rank.
"She disrespected me!" Melanie retorted, her voice dripping with anger.
"This girl humiliated my son!" Logan chimed in, transforming and standing next to his wife.
"Have you lost your respect, Logan?" I asked coldly, and he lowered his ears.
"I'm sorry, Supreme," he apologized, lowering his head in clear submission.
"If you come near her or any of my pups, I will make you and your pup pay dear!" I declared loud and clear so that there would be no doubt. "Now get out of my sight," I ordered.
They backed off and left. I won't let anyone hurt my protected one; Lena will remain safe here. I look at her and give a brief nod, then I run away from the academy through the forest at the back.
