Owooo~ I stop what? It wasn't me who just howled- I have a MUCH nicer o pitch. I spin around and scream. "Don't." a voice hissed. The owner clamped his hand over my mouth. "Whudya won mif me?" I tried to say. "Damian, stop." said a much kinder voice. The scoundrel unclamped his hand from my mouth. "Well, I'm SORRY DinA" "Kids, stop arguing NOW" boomed the voice of another. "Sorry, alpha" they muttered.
I adjusted my eyes. The first guy-Damian- has knocked me to the ground, so I stood up and got a good look at everyone. Dina and Damian looked about my age. There were two other kids, they looked about 15 and 13 (both were girls), and the booming voice belonged to a man of about 45. All of them were werewolves.
"Wha-h-huh?" I sputtered, trying to keep my cool. Dina and the girls smiled at me, Damian gave me a searching look (I couldn't help but notice how nice he looked).
The man looked down at me. He did not smile, and he said, "Hello, Naideen. I am your father".
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☾Her Howl☾ (WIP)
Hombres Lobo❥Note: I don't know much about werewolves, so expect mistakes ❥Bad grammar ❥Slight trigger warning
