The White Wolf: Valerie's Quest

to whatever these creatures are. With laser-sharp focus, she skillfully navigates through the thick forest, maneuvering through muddy waters, potholes, and low hanging branches without l

re slim. If only she could just shift, maybe then the playing

ground beneath her causes her to lose her balance and she tumbles down a slope. Thanks to her quick reflexes, she manages to stop herself from rolling any further towards a certain death. Despite her quick recovery, the looming figures above her are still a menacing presence. She regains her footing and tries to run away, but her momentum is lost. Before

eatures aside and tearing another apart with vicious ease. She recognizes the glint in th

gh he can only communicate through grunts and growls in wolf form, she understands hi

's still more coming. I ca

he growls back. “You know it would

hind it but to have this sung to you for 18 years of your l

is no time to debate my incom

ch faster than y

that evening, getting a piggyback ride from her older brother is the n

an open road stretching out to a small town. Even though her ears can still pick up the unearthly sounds made b

eir exit point and trapping them in. The trees huddle around the pair, creating a circular open space. Jacques scans his su

s voice, vile and eerie calls out from beyond the shadows. “But to

ed for the satchel slung around her

merges from the darkness. “You've really stepped in it now”, Jacques growls back at Valerie as he barks and snarls at the a

r, taking stock of the incre

few minutes… but then we coul

runts aggressiv

omancer and her spawns. Even as a wolf, the smug smile on Jacque's face is visible. Valerie jumps off

ck had

e air. Their eyes are wild, and their fur stands on end, revealing their readiness for battle.

resonating through the clearing. There is no mistaking it. That voice,

retreat, Xavier” she smirks, twirling the dark e

heir fangs bared, and their cl

e ground. Unlike the other wolves, he remains in human form as he glar

him shimmers with energy, and the ground beneath his feet trembles. “… There will be bl

e. “I never really had much use for the trinket anyway,” she says with a snap of her fingers. The undead creature

gaze to Valerie, “and not even your alpha would stop the

ppears into the shadows. The tension in the air slowly dis

members of the pack transform from their wolf forms back to human, and Jacque follows suit, though he appears to be fatigued from the injuries he sustained in the earlier encount

id you

been struck in a powder keg. He gets up from wher

the questions here.” Jacque snaps. “What the hell were you looking

is is all about, Valerie," demands

essio

fe hired me to retrieve this...” She reaches into her tattered satchel and pulls out an object. “… The Golden Eye of Shabbir from Ca

ism, “And you didn't think to tell a

e. I had to go alone,”

e face danger together. We prot

gone on solo missions before. Hell, you've been on far more danger

of you. I'm the fragile one, the weak link. I don't have the physical attributes to handle danger like the rest

but Jacque follows

e back home. Is that what you wanted? What the hell

nt to compose herself. She know

to prove? What has

What kind of cursed Lycan am I because I can't shift? Even the younger wolves are developing faster than I am. The pity stares. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop because everyone think

he other Lycans around them shift uncomfortably, but Xavier remains patient, watching V

but that's not gonna stop me from doing whatever needs to be done. I'm not a fragile little girl. I’m smar

s the tears off her

cques call

o clear her head. Clearly, there has been a lot she's working through and reprima

people; putting the pack in danger all ju

eckless actions could cost not just her life but also the lives of the pack. The last few m

. But she keeps throwing herself in danger in hopes that one day, in the moment of need, her wolf will save her… It is unrea

er werewolf. "Kee

before vanishin