Olivia's POV
'Ugh, what the heck is wrong with me?! My whole life I've managed to stay away from any interaction between people or any kind of wolf... so why now is it so difficult for me to stay away from him? Why is life so unfair...?'
For the past hour of the day I've been making small talk with the one and only mystery man, Zack Wingding. The sad thing is that it all was so natural like we had known each other for years but I need to keep myself distanced from both worlds and just live in the middle. On the equal balance between the two. Whilst we were talking though as I continued to draw random things in my notebook, I sort of zoned out from everything and only focused on the blank pages in front of me.
Some time, I don't know how much, passes after that and I start to hear birds singing out in the mini forest I'm laying in. Slowly sitting myself up from the leaf covered ground, I start rubbing my eyes to wake myself up more with my paws.
'Wait a second... paws!'
I quickly scramble up onto all fours and walks slowly in a circle so I can have a small look at myself. Sure enough I'm in my wolf form. My tail is quite long for my body and lightly scrapes along the floor with every step I take unless it's proudly swaying behind me, which it is now. My entire coat is quite a boring colour. My entire body is covered with a baby, almost white, pink with no different shades included fur, unless you count my paws when they are muddy. My snout ends with a pure black, triangle shaped nose and my mouth, when it's closed, always has a small fang poking out on the left side of it.
Right now, as much as I'd hate to say it aloud, I'm honestly a little scared. I'm in an unfamiliar territory and I have no idea whatso ever on how I got here. 'Well... there is always the possibility that someone managed to drug me somehow without me knowing anything about it and dragged my unconscious body out into the woods where I somehow managed to turn into a wolf while I slept... though that is a little too far fetched to actually be possible to do. Not without at least someone seeing what had happened and not without no one being out here and searching for a girl out in the middle of nowhere.' I whine softly and shakes my head to stop thinking about that, my eyes widening when I notice I started to pant softly as the hairs on the back of my neck stand up from how much fear is coursing through my veins. 'No way, there is definitely no way that happened. One way or another, I will find out what happened to me and why I was sent out here.'
After taking a couple of seconds to get my breathing back under control and to get my thoughts out of that dark place, I start to cautiously make my way through the small forest to try and find even the smallest hint to where abouts I am. Once I had been walking for what seemed like ten to twenty minutes non stop, I catch a slight glimpse of a shimmering blue liquid a few long strides.
Deciding to go over to it, I look down at my reflection in the lakes water and sees my pale pink eyes that lack any spark behind them looking back at me. 'Wow... where did my spark go. Its only been about a month and yet I've forgotten exactly what's made me like this in the first place.' Then, right after I even thought that, it seemed like the devil himself had heard my thoughts because at that exact moment... all the memories I had just managed to get rid of came back and hit me hard like a bullet from a recently shot gun had hit my heart directly.
As I was about to lean down to get a drink of water, my ears perk up along with my head as I start to hear sounds I wish I'd never hear again. At first it was a faint crackling but it soon got louder and louder and before long, the roar of a fire was so clear to me. I quickly spin around and looks up in horror. A raging forest fire had somehow started and was setting fire to everything in it's wake.
I could feel the blood drain from my body as I just stood there, just watching it as it spreads around me. My muscles were paralysed from the fear I was feeling and the heavy smoke that was now coming from the trees was coming into my lungs rapidly, causing me to choke and cough. Quickly I felt myself become lightheaded and I nearly collapsed onto the floor had it not been for another wolf with the same colour but a slightly darker shade of fur to me coming to my side and supporting me with their head against my side while growling.
"My dear daughter... how much of an idiot are you!? Don't just stand there, start running or do you want to be a cooked meal for others to devour within seconds!" Her words lit something up in me, rekindling a fire that had long been put out and a sudden rush of adrenaline hits me.
Gathering every ounce of strength I had left, I get myself back on my own feet and starts running with my mother close behind me. We were getting to the end of the forest with the fire almost racing us to get to the end first, but for different reasons. For the fire it was to close us in and make sure we die but for us it was a means of getting away. With a sudden burst of speed, I make it out just in time and I start panting heavily.
"H-Hey mom... w-we made it back out..." I exclaim happily as I bring my head up but my smile quickly drops as I look around, worry filling my entire being. "M... mom...?"
Then from behind me, I hear a high pitch whine that quickly cuts out and as I look back into the fire... I manage to see a body collapsed in the middle of the chaos underneath a burning tree. A wolf's body...
My moms body.
"Mom!" I shout and I start running to head back into the forest right as a wall of flames blocks my view of her. Right as I get back to the edge of the trees, I have to step back a couple of feet just to not start coughing again because of how thick the smoke is now. 'N-no... mom... y-you can't go...' Tears start welling up in my eyes before they start trailing down my cheeks and onto the floor.
Soon enough, I'm sobbing hysterically in a ball on the floor, far enough from the flames to not be affected by them other than the sounds it makes. A couple of minutes later I manage to get myself together and I stop crying, only for my heart to break even more at one final thought...
'My father is nowhere to be seen as well...'