Free Arrival of the Prophecy by Robin Renee Ray Page B

long fang filled
snout, and let out a guttural howl that echoed throughout the mountain, and
then he clinched his claw like fist, and lowered his gaze. His mind knew to
finish what he had started, but his heart was telling him a different thing,
until Timothy made one last desperate attempt to stand against him.
    Timothy pushed himself off the ground with jaws wide open, hoping to
lock them around Anthony’s neck. With lightning speed, Anthony grabbed
Timothy’s upper jaw in one hand and lower jaw in the other, forcing him back to
the ground, never losing his grip. He put his knee on Timothy’s chest, with him
struggling the entire time. As he looked down into the eyes of a man who knew
he was about to die, in one swift motion, Anthony slammed Timothy’s head on the
ground ripping his jaws apart, crushing in his skull, and ending the life of
his only brother.
    Gray’s body was
consumed in werewolves, that didn’t break away until he lay in a puddle of his
own fluids. Tory had Kayla on the ground, hitting her in the face with furious
manic blows. Anthony was storming toward them when another werewolf crashed
into Tory’s human form, snapping and tearing the flesh of her face. Tory’s
screams slowly died as the dark brown wolf ripped chunks of her flesh clean
off, and swallowed it whole.
    Sky continued to devoir Tory’s now mangled body, when the rest of
the werewolves started gathering around her. She looked up covered in blood and
bits of human flesh. The reality of who she was came colliding back in, but
nothing else made sense. She looked back, seeing Kayla’s lifeless little body
on the ground, and then looked back to all the creatures that were starting to
get down on all fours. Panic set in. She knew she couldn’t protect the little
girl from this many, so she bolted through the woods in fear. When her people
tried to follow, Anthony made a sound that let them know to stay and he alone
took off after his queen.
    Sky embraced her new form as she ran through the forest. It was
Tory’s blood rushing in her veins that gave her what every shape shifter needed
to cope with their beast and it too was now sated in its introduction into the
world. She came to a rocky cliff that overlooked a forty foot drop-off, that’s
when she heard something move in the undergrowth in the forest and spun around
in time to see a large black werewolf jumping over a fallen pine tree, coming
in her direction. She turned and started down the rim of the cliff, but stopped
to look back when she heard her name called out. She slid in behind a group of
oak trees that were next to her and watched as the black beast came closer.
    “Sky, it’s me,” Anthony said in a deep animalistic voice, holding out
his claw like hands showing he meant no harm.
      Sky stepped out and started
whimpering, dropping to her knees, and lying over on the ground. Anthony walked
over and kneeled down on the ground next to her, stroking her head, until she
crawled into his lap. He held her, licking the blood off of her face, while she
closed her eyes and leaned into his massive chest. The calmer she became, the
slower her heart rate declined, and the more her beast readied itself to
retreat. Anthony made a soothing sound, almost like a purr, while he rocked and
cleaned her lovingly.
    Sky pushed herself back, looking up into Anthony’s eyes as they both
watched each other change back into their human forms. Skin appeared where fur
once was, leaving only a slimy residue in its place. Sky fell back into
Anthony’s arms and wept. He held her tight; humming a tune she didn’t know and continued
to rock her, just as he had in his other form. Anthony held Sky, letting her
release all the emotions that had been compiled on her in such a short time,
praying to his Earth Mother to give her the personal strength that only she
could. He swore that he would care for all of her other needs with his very
last breath, if only Sky could be free of the horror of becoming his