The woods were always believed to be haunted as stories dating as far back as the time of Christ, past only by words through the generations. Stories of people vanishing after chasing after a light, a deer or even something as innocent as a ball sent fear filled chills down the spines of even the strongest of men. Yet such stories didn’t stop two hunters from walking into the woods. They decided to swallow their fear and try to kill or capture the demon or demons that ruled the woods, their motivation for hunting such a creature unknown to the world.

They walked along the hidden path, their guns held tightly against their chests as they forced themselves to keep walking. At every noise, they jumped, their hearts racing as they whipped their heads around, looking for the demon.

"Do the stories say anything as to what the beast looks like?"

"It’s said to be a wolf; A wolf so beautiful that she will lure the victims in. That is all that’s known about the creature."

"Tell me again why we are hunting a creature of legend?"

"We have to get on the boss’s good side. He would love a creature as rare as this….What was that?"

One man pointed towards the clearing, swearing he saw a flash of blue fur shooting across the entrance of the clearing.

"What was what?"

"I could have sworn there was something over there…"

"Don’t freak me out like that man…let’s just get the traps set up and let’s get out of here."

The first man raised his gun and fired, smirking as a loud yelp was hear in the clearing, "I told you there was something."

The two men ran into the clearing, looking at the large, beautiful blue and white wolf that was now laying on her side, blood dripping down her side.

"Wow…"

"Think the boss will like her?"

"He might love her."

They slowly moved around the wolf, guns rose in expectation of her jumping to attack. She never moved to attack, her eyes watching the two hunters as she took deep breaths. Both men were shocked that they managed to catch the legendary creature of the woods, neither of them knowing about the demonic red eyes that watched them from the darkest part of the woods.

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“Mr. Pryce, two men are here to see you.”

Theo looked at Isabel, almost confused before looking at his own calendar, "I don’t have any meetings for today. Who are they?"

“A Mr. Andrea and a Mr. Marshall; they say they had a recent fallout with you and wish to pay back their debt."

The two names sounded familiar to Theo, who just nodded and watched Isabel leave, his eyes locked on the door as the two men walked in.

"I have very little time. What is the meaning of this interruption?"

The first man cleared his throat, "We have come to repay our debts to you sir."

A heavy French accent caused Theo’s right eye to twitch but he did his best to keep the grimace off his face, "What debt would that be?"

"You had invested in our weapons company. Sadly, a year after you invested in our company, we lost everything to our rivals. What we have brought you is something worth more than the money you have lost."

"What could possibly be in your possession that could cost more that the money you owe me?"

Theo came across short tempered and annoyed but he couldn’t quite squash all of the now present curiosity that started forming in the back of his head.

"There are stories about a wolf like creature that lives within the woods of the Alps along the French and Italian border. Legends’ say that she in a creature of beauty that lures her victims in with just a glace of her fur. We believe to have captured the creature. She is unlike any wolf I have ever seen."

Theo stared at the two men, "Do you have her with you?"

"She is in the basement…still in her cage. She was hit with a powerful drug that has managed to keep her asleep this entire trip, sir."

That curiosity that had slowly been growing was now fighting against his stress and temper. There was no way for Theo to keep it quite.

"I’m sure my other appointment can wait just a few moments. Let’s go see this so called demon."

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Theo’s eyes had widened upon seeing the now sitting demon. She was unlike any wolf he had ever laid eyes on;

"You have got to be kidding me…Where did you say you found her?"

"The Alps along the French and Italian border, sir.”

Theo’s eyes danced along the strong muscles, the deadly claws and the soft facial features of the wolf demon. The crystals reflected slightly in the dim light while, what could possibly be extremely soft fur, seemed to have their own glow. Yet…it was those eyes that seemed almost familiar to Theo, as if he had seen those eyes before…and almost on a daily bases from one of his wrestling co-workers.

" Consider the debt paid off. Leave her here and I will figure out how to get her home…You are quite the beautiful wolf, aren’t you?"

Theo’s hand wrapped around one of the bars as he stepped closer, seemingly entranced by the creature, " “I can see why people would call you a threat.”

The wolf moved her head down slightly, watching her claws embed into the soft cage bottom as the two hunters lowered her out of the truck. She looked back up at Theo, her paws relaxing slightly.

"You are not one meant for a cage…you were meant to run wild."

Theo’s eyes widened slightly as he watched the wolf bow her head slight before looking back up at him, "Can you…understand me?"

She bowed again before locking those piercing eyes with his.

"Theo! Get your ass up here! You have work to do!"

Erica’s sharp voice snapped Theo’s eyes away from the wolf and up at a video camera, "Will you shut up? I’ll get to it."

Theo pulled his hand from inside the cage and started back to the elevator. As he stood there, waiting for the elevator to finally get down to him, it finally hit him that he didn’t remember reaching out to the wolf, let alone remembering when the two men had left. Theo’s eyes moved back to the wolf, who stared back with those two very sharp and very familiar eyes. Theo felt his feet move on their own accord, only stopping once the sharp chime of the elevator arriving. His eyes snapped back to the elevator before he made a run for the now closing doors. Only once he was safely inside and hearing the doors shut did he dare look back at the wolf.

If there is one thing Theo Pryce hated, it was being controlled.