Chapter 19

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December 1st.

Brandon and I were scouting the area for any more threatful things of the pups. Well, the pups were actually teens now, they're patrolling with each other. I still get worried.

"Hey Victoria look" Brandon said pointing to boot prints.

I knelt down and put two fingers on the foot print. I picked up a bit of the snow and sniffed it. It smelled like gun powder and musty.

"This is fresh." I said looking up following the trail with my eyes.

I got up and started to follow the trail again. 

*BANG*

Me and Brandon ran quickly towards the sound of the gun shot. And there he was. A hunter, he had a bushy gray beard and hazel eyes. He looked at us and I noticed the pups were here. I was about to tackle him but Brandon bear hugged me.

"Victoria thats my father!" He said worried for his father.

"B-Brandon? We thought you died!" The man said.

"Heh. Almost..But im sorry I left out of no where but I did say I was running away."  Brandon explained still hugging me.

"Are you alone?" I asked him.

"No. Me and the others are here." He replied.

"How many and why." I asked in a serious tone.

"8 and we're hunting wolves for teenagers and such. Theres a consert that is selling wolf shirts, I guess the teens want tails and fur jackets."

"Get the others and go home."

"Why? We're gonna make a lot of money!" The man snapped which got me mad.

"The second Brandon lets me go I'm going to rip your throat out with my bare teeth." I said then showing my sharp canines. 

"You wouldn't. You're to weak." He said seriously.

"Try me old man." I growled.

He stayed quiet and pulled his gun closer to him for defense.

"Show me where the band is play right now." I demanded as Brandon let go of me, and I dusted myself off.

THe man hollered to his friends and they all met up. He then walked away from the spot we were at and Brandon and I followed. We got into the old mans Truck. Usually I dont do this but this was Brandons father and Brandon needed to bond with him during the ride. They talked about Brandons Mother and Sisters and how they were worried. Anyways we finally reached the consert. There were a lot of fans. And a lot of the color Black.

"Here we are" The man said putting the truck in park.

"Thanks." I said getting out of the truck.

Brandon told his father to wait there and that to be careful. When I snuck into the concert I saw Ronnie and Ronnie saw me. 

Oh no...

I tried to run away but the fans kept blocking my way while cheering for FIR. I could feel my blood racing, my heart pumping, my hands getting sweaty. 

GOD I NEED TO ESCAPE!

Luckily Ronnie couldn't get off the stage because he knew the fans would tear him apart. He said something to the band and pointed to me. Then the worst thing possible happened...Ryan saw me. Our eyes met and I could see his hopes rising. I finally saw a way out and I took it quickly while grabbing Brandons hand.

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MUAHAHAHAHAHA 

~THEAROSE

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