The Wolf Wars Saga

Ellie

Before he could respond, the doors of the mansion opened, and another huge man appeared.

He looked even bigger than the man that was carrying me. His hair was dark, the same as mine.

When he spoke, his voice was a deep baritone. I could tell immediately that he was in charge.

“Well Jason, what do we have here? A little human pup!” he exclaimed.

Jason bowed his head.

“Yes, Alpha Gabriel, I found her with a bag of rotten food, likely from the pig food store. She’s been shot...by her own kind,” Jason stated.

I heard Alpha Gabriel growl.

It frightened me half to death, so I clung a little tighter to Jason. He hadn’t tried to hurt me, he didn’t growl either.

Jason didn’t protest.

“She’s a little frightened, also she’s lost quite a lot of blood.”

I heard Alpha Gabriel hum. He must have taken a step closer, as I felt his fingers under my chin. He tilted my head up, to get a better look at my face.

I whimpered, I could feel the tears pooling in my eyes. This time I let them fall. It was no use pretending to be strong. Compared to these werewolves I wasn’t. I was weak.

They knew it, and I knew it.

“Easy there, pup,” Gabriel soothed, “no one’s going to hurt you, not here.”

His hand moved from my chin to the top of my head as he stroked my hair.

“I didn’t realize their pups were so small,” he whispered to Jason.

Jason just nodded. Then he did something I didn’t expect.

Jason handed me over to Alpha Gabriel.

“Her name is Ellie,” Jason explained, “I don’t know how old she is.”

Gabriel nodded, as he carried me in the same fashion as Jason had.

“Let's take you to the doctor,” he soothed, as he gently rubbed my back. The front door closed with a loud bang, making me flinch.

He ignored it, as he carried me through the huge house.

The first thing I saw was a huge staircase, made of some sort of dark wood. Then he carried me down a corridor. The walls were paneled in wood, and there were doors at varying intervals.

We walked past all of them. Everything looked so big. Even the doors were bigger than standard doors. Were werewolves all as big as the two I had seen? I knew I was small.

All the kids in the work camps were, the border guards were too. I wondered if all humans were small in comparison to werewolves. If they were, why on earth did the werewolves not win the war?

They were bigger, faster, and stronger?

When we reached the end of the corridor, there was a set of double doors. On the upper part of both doors was a big cross. There was some writing along the top. I didn’t know what it said.

We’d only been taught the alphabet, to write our name, and to read it. Also to count to 10. That was all they said we needed. Once we were eight years old, they put us to work.

Alpha Gabriel pushed one of the doors open, and he carried me in. The room wasn’t like the corridor or the hallway. It was white and tiled. There were about four huge beds, all neatly made.

Everything looked so clean.

I looked around with wide eyes. I’d only ever seen my parents' little house and the blockhouse. My parents' house consisted of two rooms. One where we ate, the other where we slept.

The blockhouse was just rows of bunks. The food was served outside on benches.

A tall woman walked towards us. I didn’t like the look of her. She sneered at me, like she had a bad smell under her nose.

“A human!” she exclaimed, disgustedly.

I felt Alpha Gabriel’s chest rumble; he growled again.

“She’s a pup, and she’s been shot. You will treat her like any other pup,” he commanded.

The woman bowed her head, then she turned her head to the side, exposing her neck.

“Yes, Alpha, please put her on the bed over there,” she replied.

She looked frightened, and Alpha Gabriel looked angry.

“I... I’m sorry,” I mumbled.

Alpha Gabriel gently set me down on the bed. If I’d been on the floor, there was no way I would have been able to climb onto it. The top almost reached my chest.

His hand rested on my head, and he started stroking my hair again.

“Don’t apologize, pup. I’m not angry with you,” he soothed.

Then he glared at the woman.

It felt strange, having someone touch me gently. The last person to be kind like that had been my father. Once my parents died, the only touch I received was when I was hit or beaten.

Why was he being so gentle? Wasn’t I supposed to be the enemy?

The woman walked over and pulled something out of her pocket. One end of it she put in her ears, the other end had a light-colored disk on the end.

She went to lift what was left of my vest.

I quickly shied away and wrapped my arms around my body.

She glared at me, then she looked at Alpha Gabriel.

“I can’t examine it if it won’t let me touch it,” she hissed.

Alpha Gabriel took a step closer to the woman. It might have been my imagination, but he seemed to grow in size.

“It!” he popped the t, “is a female pup, and her name is Ellie. She’s quite capable of understanding English. Try explaining to her what you’re about to do!” he growled.

She turned to look at me, and I narrowed my eyes. I could tell she didn’t like me, and I didn’t trust her.

Before she had a chance to open her mouth, she turned away from me, as someone called her name.

“Melissa, please go to the maternity unit. You can help with Annalise’s pups,” the man declared.

The woman, Melissa, huffed then walked away.

The man who had ordered her away walked over.

He smiled at me.

“Hi Ellie, my name is Doctor Sorensen, but you can call me Erik. I’m sorry about that. Are you okay if I take a look at you?”

I looked at him; he seemed kind. So I nodded.

Erik pulled out the same instrument that Melissa had in her hand.

He held it out in his hand.

“It’s called a stethoscope. It lets me listen to your heart and your breathing. Have you seen one before?”

I shook my head. I’d never even seen a doctor before.

Erik smiled, “Well this end...” he pointed to the circular disk, “I put on your chest, and these...” he pointed to the end which Melissa had put in her ears, “go in my ears so I can listen.

“Now I have to lift up your vest, is that okay?”

I nodded again.

I watched as he gently lifted my vest. I jumped when he placed the disk on my chest. It was cold.

Erik chuckled, “Sorry about that, Ellie. I should have told you it was cold.”

Erik pressed the disk to my chest, in different places, then he lifted up the back of my vest.

He hesitated, then he felt the skin of my back with his fingers. He was frowning. I knew why. He had seen the scars on my back. He seemed surprised...no, shocked.

He didn’t say anything; instead, he continued pressing the disk to my back.

Once he was done, he put the instrument back in his pocket.

“Now, Ellie, can you open your mouth for me?”

I frowned at him, “Why?”

He grinned, “I just need to look at your teeth and make sure your tongue looks healthy.”

I ran my tongue across my lips, biting my bottom lip, before I opened my mouth.

He lifted my lips gently with his finger as he examined my mouth.

“That’s perfect, Ellie,” he praised. “How old are you, Ellie?”

“Twelve...” I looked at him suspiciously.

He cast Alpha Gabriel a worried look. I didn’t know why.

Alpha Gabriel rested his hand on my head.

“Don’t worry, Ellie. We just want to make sure you’re not sick,” he explained.

I frowned. No one back at the work camp worried about whether we were sick, at least not until we got sick, then we got separated from the others, so they didn’t get sick too.

“Now,” Erik began, “let's take a look at your arm. This may hurt a little, Ellie. I need you to be very brave.”

I nodded. Then I watched him as he started to unravel the bandage that Jason had applied to my arm.

Alpha Gabriel sat on the bed on the other side of me. Without warning, he cupped my face in his hand and turned my head to look at him.

“Why don’t you tell me a little about yourself, Ellie?” he coaxed.

I frowned, “like what?”

He smiled, “well, let's see, do you have any family?”

I was about to speak when I felt a sharp pain in my arm. I yelped and tried to turn my head, but Alpha Gabriel held it fast.

“Look at me, Ellie,” he urged.

I looked at him, then my vision started to blur.

“I... I don’t feel so good,” I mumbled.

His hand left my face, and he gently picked me up, cradling my head. Everything was spinning, and my body suddenly felt weak.

“I know, pup, and I’m sorry, but it’s for the best,” Gabriel soothed.

As he laid me down on the bed, I panicked slightly. What did he mean, for the best? I tried to fight the sudden need for sleep.

“Don’t fight it, Ellie,” Erik whispered, as his hand rested on my forehead, “it’ll all be better when you wake up.”

The harder I fought, the more I seemed to slip away. Darkness clouded my vision as I slipped into a deep sleep.