Love Of A Werewolf by Forest Ostrander (universal ebook reader .TXT) 📕

But for now we should be good, there should be enough prey here to keep us satisfied for a while, if not we could always eat him my wolf said jokingly but I snarled at her.

That's not funny, I took him in to help him not eat him. I'll just have to figure something out and fast otherwise both of us will starve.

Well, you better hurry up then, with the hunters patroling the woods the deer are scattering to higher climates where the hunters can't get to my wolf said and I sighed.

Geeze, thanks for the update girl geniouse. You don't think I don't already know that? I could always carry him if I have to but that would put us even further from James then what I had promised him.

So what? He's a human! We need to do what we have to to survive and now that we have an extra mouth to feed we need to step up on our game even more. This is why many wolves don't survive their first winter, they are too worried about how much food there is than to worry about how to conserve it long enough until food comes around once more. I knew she was right and as much as I hated to admit it, we did need the food if we were going to survive this winter. Sighing once more I headed back into the small den which seemed even smaller now with the new occupant and found him passed out.

Looks like we will have to wait till the morning to talk to him I said but my wolf didn't answer me so I figured she went back into sleep mode. Heading over to my sleeping area, I curled up into a tight ball and went to sleep relishing in the warmness of the den now with two bodies in it instead of one, even if one of the bodies was smaller than mine.

When morning came, I woke up to the fox staring at me.

"What do you want?" I asked, I had forgotten he was there and the recent events that took place yeasterday resurfaced.

"What is there to eat?" He asked.

"Food is in the back but don't eat too much, we need to make it last for a while longer till we can move," I said.

"Move? Move where?" He asked cocking his head.

"Well look at who is the curiouse one all of a sudden. What? Forgot your extreme hatred for me?" I asked jokingly.

"I never hated you, I just didn't fully trust you that's all but seeing as how you havn't eaten me yet I guess there isn't anything for me to worry about."

"Don't be so sure of yourself fox, werewolves are unpredicatble creatures," I said hoping to scare him somewhat.

"I know that," he said which took me off guard.

"How do you know what I am?" I asked.

"Because I can smell it on you. You're not the first werewolf to travel through this territory and I'm sure you won't be the last either. You guys have a very destinctive scent, forest mixed with human, very odd and really makes you stand out."

"I see," I said and my wolf growled slightly. The thought of there being werewolves so close to the camp sight and our mate made her very uncomfertable even though she didn't like humans, our mate was a whole different matter, plus Luna was there as well.

"How many have you scented before?" I asked.

"Well, a few months ago I smelt a pack of at least 20 or so come by, didn't smell like they were in the best of shape either so I wouldn't worry too much about them." Shit, that means the pack from the North has been here. What do they want? I thought to myself.

"That's not good, if they're here it only means trouble is not far behind."

"Why who are they?" The fox asked.

"They're the Northern pack, they give other werewolves a bad rap and are well known human killers. Granted they will kill anything that crosses their path, even other werewolves but they mainly go for humans. If they are here so close to my mates camp then its not a very good sign."

Publication Date: 11-02-2014

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Dedication:
I finish this book whenever I can and do not have spell check on my computer so bear with the grammar and punctuation mistakes until I can get on a computer at College to fix them.