I remained still in the bed as the door swung open. The sound of his boots hitting the linoleum floors. I awaited the stern face and harsh words that General Bana would have for me. The sound of his boots stopped and I could feel the authoritative aura his presence held.

I turned my face to look up at him. Jaw taut, vein appearing at his left temple, and his pulse - which was pretty quick - was visible along the column of his neck. I chose to wait for him to speak first.

He said nothing for a long time, not even looking in my direction. His eyes were glazed over in a way that made him seem like he was even more dead on the inside. Then, they flicked over to look me in the eyes. I could see him fighting with himself, trying to restrain his anger. He cleared his throat and resumed his controlled persona.

"What happened out there?" His tone was gruff and void of concern.

"We had our group and took out most of them. But I was attacked - by the alpha, I believe," I said in a hoarse tone, "I fell unconscious." I said the last part softly, knowing that it'll be hard for him to believe me.

The thing about being a demolisher is that we have to endure a magnitude of pain and tolerate it. We've been through a lot, from stab wounds to being electricuted. The only thing we have yet to master is being impervious to flames. Some have tried, but they were foolish enough to think that demolishers are invincible. Which is why we even had an infirmary. We are still human.

"What was that?" He barked at me. I could feel the tension in the room escalate. I straightened myself in the infirmary bed. I looked him in the face, staring past his scarred face and into his cold dead eyes, eyes which have evoked a certain amount of fear within some of my rank. But I felt nothing - no sort or type of trepidation running through me. I saw worse in the eyes of that wolf.

Clearing my throat, I said, "I fell unconscious after being bitten by the wolf."

"Hores shit! That's never happened before. What happened out there, and I shall not ask again." General Bana said through clenched teeth.

"I've told you nothing but the truth General. It is now your place to judge whether you believe me or not." I said tersely, looking away as I did so.

General Bana says nothing, but I can feel the tension radiating off of him. Though the silence went on for what seemed to be forever, I soon heard the sound of his boots stomping on the floor again. The tense atmosphere dissipated as his presence could no longer be felt. I lay back on the bed and released a sigh and looked up at the ceiling.

A sensation of shame took over me. How could I disgrace myself like that? I was supposed to be a demolisher for Pete's sake! We are reverred higher then the malitia! But now look at me, falling to my knees after a bite. I've been bitten before, so what the Hell makes this any different from those times?

The shame ebbs as self abhorance rages on within me. But I have no time to dwell on these thoughts for the door opens again, bringing my attention to the person leaning in the door way. Jared. He stood there staring at me impassively. I stared back at him.

Why is he here?

With his eyes still on me, he walked slowly into the room. It was as if he was assessing me. After that bite and that dream, I've felt a lot more paranoid than before. I sat up straight, my body alert and ready for anything.

"Are you ok?" He asked. I could see a faint flicker of concern shine in his eyes before it is snuffed out by his consciousness.

"I'm fine." I said, looking at him. It was the first time that I actually took the time to look at him. Dirty blonde hair, brown murky eyes, thin rose colored lips, and button nose. He came to a stand still at the foot of my bed.

"Why did you sacrifice yourself?" He asked. I was taken aback at first, then I found composure.

"How did you know? Weren't you supposed to be tending to your own team?" I could feel the malice pouring out of my mouth. Jared seemed shocked at my bluntness, the pink tint in his cheeks gave him away.

"I was, but word is spreading through the House like wild fire." Jared seemed pleased with himself. I narrowed my eyes and scrutinized him.

"You should know better than to listen to speculation and rumors. I didn't "sacrifice" myself. I was just playing at their game. It seemed to have worked, apparently, and we took out all the wolves - aside from one." I didn't want to let him know about the alpha wolf just yet.

The door swung open again and Dr. Absinthal waltz in with the customary scowl on her face. She glared at Jared through narrowed eyes. "Visiting hours are over," was all she said.

Jared rose from his seat and looked at me one last time. Running a hand through his short cropped hair, he released a sigh and walked out of the room. I sighed quietly as I watched the old prude walk around the bed. She was silent as she did her task - checking my pulse, blood pressure, and pupils.

She wrote several notes on the clip board in her hand, before looking up at me with cold eyes. "You'll be fine, just rest for now. You must be suffering from a severe headache. It should pass during the course of the night. You will be checked again in the morning." Dr. Absinthal left directly after her explanation, leaving me alone in this stark white room with nothing but the whir of machinery to lull me to sleep.

The sound and smell of rain filled my sense. Adrenaline coursed through my veins. My heart thumping out a staccato in my chest. And my legs moved forward, despite the weight of this harlot red dress.

I was in the forest, that I'm sure, but it was where I was heading that left me befuddled. I kept on moving - ducking under low hanging branches, and jumping over logs. There were growls behind me, leaving a sense of trepidation running through my bones.

I tried to run faster, but my dress got caught in something. The growls were getting closer. I found the strength to rip the dress free but lost my balance in the process. I fell back on the sodden ground, trying my best to get up. The mud was thick and made it harder for me to stand, by the time I did it was too late. The wolves were surrounding me, most were growling and others were forlorn. But I didn't pay attention to them, for my sole attention was on the leader of the pack. A great beast he was - pure black fur with eyes the color of honey. He did not growl, or make any type of hostile gesture, he just watched me. 

Covered in mud, I shivered but straightened my back - I was of nobility after all. In the face of danger, all I thought of was my honor and status. If the fates wanted me to die tonight, so be it. I stretched out my arms wide, showing them that I am of no threat. Closing my eyes, I awaited my fate. When time seemed to fly past me, I opened my eyes a bit and peeked at them.

All the wolves were silent now. The leader stepped towards me and I can feel my knees weakening considerably. If this weren't a life or death situation, I would have gladly admired this beast of a creature. It was so majestic, even when it seemed poised to kill me. Once he was near enough for me to see my reflection in those orbs of honey, a voice came into my head. It was deep and radiated masculinity. It only said one word - Mate.

I awoke in the middle of the night. The dream I just had was not one of my own. Everything seemed different. It felt like I was in someone else's body. I had a hunch as to who it was but I didn't want to voice it, for the sake of it being true.

I'll just have to add this to the pile of things that's happened and I don't know the meaning of. I just pray this pile doesn't grow too large or too complicated.

A/N:

Hey! Sorry for the wait! Sorry if it sucks. I was trying to get it to flow a certain way..... but it is what it is, right? At least there is an update. And I've been working so hard to update this, it's actually 2:33 AM right now!

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