Freedom

Hi, welcome to my story! Thanks SO much for reading it. Let me tell you a little about my self, one i have horrible spelling skills. Two I'm okay with kind critisum, let me repeat the KIND word. This is one of my favorite story's that I have writen and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I do writing it. I love getting comments as they encourage me to write more. So the more comment's the more updates. Please vote atlest if you wish not to comment, I love those too (they also add to people reading my story, and make it more popular). I am open for reading anyone's story for they read mine, common politness I think. If you plan hate this story and think it's horrible written, please keep the negative to yourself and just move on. So i guess all there is left to say is VOTE COMMENT AND FAN!!!!!! Merry Christmas!

~Wild

***********************************************************************************************************

Grace's POV

I was in my human form, even though it was harder. For one, I was forced to wear my parka, which weighed me down, and even then I was freezing. I was trying not to shake as I jogged down the street, my fingers in my parka pockets. I only had leather gloves on that cut off at the knuckles of my fingers. It was only this way so that I could unzip my parka fast enough to shift if I needed too, (in which fact I would have to get rid of my backpack with all my cloths so it was a last resort to shift). I hummed to myself to Numb by LinkinPark, fully understanding and feeling the lyrics. I loved my ipod that often played songs with lyrics I felt and lived. Or use to live. I correct myself with a smile. I had been a little hesitant about running away at first, but now that I had, I realized it was the best decision of my life.

I was Free, I couldn't be forced to do anything, be anything, and most of all to bow down and swallow my Alpha instincts. Yes, I was a natural born female Alpha, and I was very proud of it.

I quickly shrank into the shadows as a red car pasted me on this deserted road. I jumped back out of the shadows the second I couldn't hear its engine anymore. I wasn't too worried about cars, a country road surrounded by woods wouldn't be to busy, it creeped people out too much. But, I felt completely at home, hell the woods were my only home now, seeing as I was a rouge.

I felt the need to flinch and snarl at the name rouge. It was a disgrace to my Alpha wolf, and she hated it. She wanted to belong to a pack, to care for it, not leave it.

I felt a wave of warmth pass through me and a golden wave ripple across space. I forced my legs to move quicker, to make an effort towards longer strides. Being on another Alpha's land with out permission was completely bad juju. It would totally piss him off, it was a threat to his pack. (Not that I was on but I still feel bad for trespassing). But I had no choice; it was the farthest direction from home.

So far I had only traveled two states away from my pack. Which wasn't nearly far enough, I needed to be on the other side of the country to feel comfortable enough for awhile. But even then, I would leave theU.S. I would get a job and get enough money to leave the country, and move to Sweden or something. I would find a small loving pack, move in and get comfortable with my new life.

My song ended and I slowed down slightly and pulled my ear phones out of my head and stuffed them in my pocket and continued on. Everything was fine till the hair on the back of my neck stood up, and my wolf was growling inside of me.

Something was defeantly off, the boarded partrol had caught my scent. I bumped up my seed, running as fast as I could. But instant I heard their heavy panting I knew I probably wouldn't get away. They had more than likely gotten ahold of their Aphla by now. I tried counted mentally in my head, just so I know what I was up against. I started and restarted atlests three times till I was sure. There were four men following me now. Their Alpha, Beta and third in comand were undoubably 60 seconds away. I ripped off my backpack regretfully, but now I wasn't weighed down. But the percentage of me getting away was still a good 2%. The men behind me were so close now that I could hear their hearts beating in unison. As one pack.