Chapter 8

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The wind flew through my hair, I ripped of my pathetic pastel shoes and just ran until I couldn't anymore. I fell to my knees beside a tree. I did the one thing I had dreaded to do my whole life. Cry. I cried I don't know for how long, but by the end of it I didn't have any tears left to shed, so I just stared blankly at the tree, till I realised this was the tree where Willa and I met. I rested against it. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder, my stomach jumped to my throat, "I-I" The person in possesion of the hand stamered, Then Willa appeared in front of me. I can't remember what happened next, except the fact it was the best moment of my life, with her cold lips against mine, I felt complete. I knew where I belonged. I knew who I was! I was a werewolf. And I was proud.

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