ATLAS:
Longing
This is certainly the word that defines me since when I had to leave. I can still smell my female, but I know it will soon be gone and just the thought of not having at least her scent on me makes me more than anguished.
I hope this mission doesn't last more than two days at the most, because if we don't, we're going to have a fucking male completely crazy and out of control for his female, and I do not doubt that this will happen faster than imagined.
Right now the four of us are running in our wolf form into the forest, trying to smell the unfortunate person who caused all of this.
Oh, when I get my hands on that bastard...
I sniff a tree trying to smell something different, but I find nothing, I look at the ground looking for footprints, but again I find absolutely nothing.
The cursed one must have fled somewhere far away thinking that we would not look for him far from my kingdoms.
Poor fellow!
I start to think of a place he could have gone, a distant, discreet place, with little or no movement at all...
I keep thinking for a long time while I look for clues, it was almost night and we didn't find any sign of the bastard.
Our kingdoms are immense, and looking for Albert with nothing to help is quite complicated, the only things we are relying on are our sense of smell, vision, and hearing, in short, it has not been easy.
I sighed tired of all this delay, I just wanted to find the bastard, get the necessary information, end his life slowly and painfully, and return to the warm and cozy body of my female.
How I miss my princess.
A great pity that wanting is not being able and that I will probably stay longer than I wanted behind this shit. I came out of my daydreams when I see a lake with possibly drinkable water. I transform into my human form.
— You can rest a bit, there's water there if you want to drink— I say pointing to the lake— I want you ready in ten minutes at the most— I say turning around already starting to walk to a farther corner, when I suddenly stop remembering something that somehow ends up bringing a smile to my lips— please— I beg, walking back.
I sit back against the trunk of a distant tree, my thoughts automatically turning to my mate.
(I wonder what she's doing?)— I think to myself, but I'm surprised to hear the answer coming from Klaus.
(I would also like to know, this distance is killing me)— states the same in a desperate tone.
(Fucking Klaus doesn't remind me of this shit away! If she's killing you, just try to imagine what she's doing to me)— I say running my hand through my hair in an uncontrolled way, I'm about to go crazy for good.
(You think your pain is greater than mine? Because you are extremely mistaken, we are one remember? The same shitty emotions that are in you, are in a way in me too!)— says practically growling in my mind.
(FUCK YOU KLAUS, LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE)— I say practically yelling at him, I've lost my temper, I don't know what the fuck is happening to me, but the good thing is, it's not.
Nothing more was heard after my outburst, I don't regret it and much less would I have time to think about this nonsense, later I'll come to terms with him.
I see I've given everyone enough time to collect themselves, now we have to get going.
— Let's— I command, shortly after returning to my wolf form, everyone straightens up quickly and we begin our search again.
We are running through the forest looking carefully in all directions when I see something that catches my attention, a small piece of white cloth, attached to a tree, almost imperceptible in the darkness of the night, probably the owner must have run past in his human form. there and he must not have even noticed the small tear that formed in his clothes when he passed by the tree. I caught him quickly sniffing the small trail.
It's from Albert!
Everyone has already understood the message, I look at the direction that the guy probably went and I smile when I see a half—erased footprint going in the North direction.
We walked for a long and good time, it started to rain and windy which didn't help us at all in our search, it was almost impossible to see any footprints since the rain, which was getting stronger, erased. Besides, of course, it's kind of hard to identify the smell of the damn thing.
I hate rain!
I resolve at last that searching in this storm will do no good.
I turn back into a human heading towards a cave that would somehow protect us from the rain.
— Come on, when this rain stops we'll look for it again— I say entering the cave and inspecting the place.
No one complains and goes in right away settling down on the floor, I decide to go get something to make firewood, and he left without giving any explanations, I don't owe anyone an explanation...
Okay, for my princess yes, but only her!
I find some logs thrown not far from there, which is lucky, I thought it would be more difficult. When I'm about to get the firewood I see a small wooden hut.
Distant, discreet place, with little movement or even none...
The bastard was there! I move around the cabin without making a single sound, it's like I'm not even stepping on the ground. I observe the place trying to find a trap or something around, but there is nothing.
Downstairs I approach slowly, I walk like an animal waiting for the right moment to attack its prey, and that's what that bastard is, my prey.
I know the rain makes it much harder for him to see or hear me, so I use that to my advantage. I notice that behind the hut there is a window that would be very useful for me to enter.
But the fucking window didn't have to be so small, right?
I squeeze past that little spot and try my best not to make any noise, only after a lot of squeezing do I finally manage to enter.
I'm on high alert as I'm looking for Albert I'm prepared to finish the bastard off, and because I'm wet you can't smell me much, that's a big plus.
Did I mention I love rain?
I'm walking to what seems to be the living room when I hear the sound of light footsteps, I turn quickly behind the wall trying not to make any noise.
When I see that he will pass me by, I move and soon find myself holding him by the neck while I lean him against the wall.
I see her eyes widen in surprise and amazement, I can even see fear flash through them.
— Did you think you would get away with everything you disgusting did?— I ask squeezing his neck even more while holding his hands that were trying at all costs to let go.
I'm much stronger and better trained than this little shit, no wonder I'm the fucking Supreme of all this shit.
I let go of his body throwing him to the ground when I realize he was almost unable to breathe, I'm not going to kill him now, I still have to get some very important information out of this asshole.
— But how...— says he hastily trying to catch his breath.
— Do you think you are dealing with some amateur? I thought that in those years that he was my Beta, he already knew his Supreme a little more— I say mockingly seeing him get up looking at me nervously.
— You just think yourself right? He thinks that the whole world revolves around the great and powerful Supreme Alpha— he says laughing like crazy, but soon acquires an angry look— BUT YOU AREN'T FUCKIN'— he shouts and comes close to me trying to throw some punches that are blocked in time.
I think I understood everything...
— Am I fucking serious?— I ask mockingly— so why am I called Supreme and you aren't? Why do I have command of all the realms and you don't? Tell me how someone who isn't shit can have so much power?— I say teasing the same.
Fight like a fucking male!
I notice that his gaze now overflows with fury, I enjoy the scene even more, which in a way ends up distracting me and I don't even notice when I'm attacked in the belly and face.
I try to recover quickly by regaining my balance, I retaliate by punching him in the chin and the stomach.
— Is that all you can do?— I say the famous cliché phrase.
I watch as he spits blood and looks up at me with hate.
— I could make your hot female moan like a bitch in heat and of course, I make sure I do as soon as I get my hands on her— when the motherfucking motherfucker said that, the only fucking thing that comes to my mind is the death of this bastard.
(Enough playing around!)— I think snarling fiercely already starting to see everything red.