Purple Rose

Mate

Sorry I haven't updated for so long hope you like this short chapter!!
Like the coward he is, Jason ran into the pack house with everyone else. Women, children, and even grown man, running in to the pack house. Chaotic is an understatement. There was so much panic. Looking for Jasmine, I see her escorting an old lady in. Running towards them at full speed was a huge silver wolf, it was a Lycus. The most powerful type of werewolf. Then it hit me, they were all Lycus. Gasping I try to think of something. "No time to think," I charged Jasmines attacker, in human form. Barely moving I managed to stop him. That was probably very stupid because next thing I know he is on me. "GRRRR," his face was right in my face. Trying so hard not to surrender like he wants me to, I look at him with my know pitch black. "NEVER," I growled shifting. Pushing him off of me with my four legs, I stand up. "GRRRR."
The wolf charged towards me, trying to dodge him was impossible because he was fast. When he was about to bit my legs I bit his head. Earning a howl from him busted my confidents. I tried to scratch his face,but he bit my leg. This just ticked me off, because Rose was crying. Charging towards him, I managed to get on top of the wolf. Growling at him, he turns his head over to reveal his neck in surrender. Getting of I go behind a tree and shifted. Grabbing some sweats and a tank tops from the hole in the tree I return to see all the lycus rouge have shifted, except one, the one I made surrender. Walking towards him, I stop in front of him. "Shift," I said very cooly. Then I heard someone gasp. Being my noisy self I turn around to see who gasped. Then I heard bones creaking. Knowing his shifting i wait. "Can I please get a shirt," a husky voice said, sending pleasant chills down my spine. Turning around I barely whisper, "Mate."
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Picture of him.