*Ian*
I have no idea where I gather all this strength, but I run as fast as my paws let me. My wolf is furious as well, and we don't understand why. My vision blurs to the sides, but my target remains focused. As I get closer, I barely listen to my brothers and parents trying to reach me. I can't, this just doesn't make sense, nothing makes sense. As if I wasn't tortured enough already, now some fallen legendary Angel claims to be my mate.
I see him; a tall and pale creature that makes my wolf howl, in response, he closes his blue eyes and lowers his head. I push myself faster to reach him, without a clue of what to do once I get there. Really, Ian, you didn't think about that, did you.
My heart is aching and I feel a sadness that I don't understand. I feel anger and I want to break something apart. The other Angels are there, behind him, watching him. I can now smell him, and my wolf howls again. What is this? Why?