Hidden Wolves

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Disappearing

    I close my eyes and take a long deep breath of the new spring air that I've missed so much.

Its finally spring after the long harsh winters where there was barely enough food to eat and the freezing cold didn't make it any easier but thank heavens for the full moons where we wolves could at least get a day where we wear our cozy fur,run free, and go wild without any worries.We call each other wolves but humans call us werewolves and that's what we're known as. 

As soon as i open my eyes a drop of rain falls on my nose.Looking at the now grey sky another rain drop falls on my face. I stand up quickly to see that the rain's already pouring lightly but by the look of the sky the light rain wouldn't last long.I start to jog not wanting to run and slip on the now wet ground.

Before i know it im jumping over puddles and it's no longer raining lightly but it's pouring buckets of rain. I wouldn't be surprised if there was a huge rain cloud right under me by how soaking wet i am.

I internally groan starting to pick my pace to running which is really hard because my damp clothes and shoes are slowing me down. The camp is a few miles away. I feel a little regret for going too far.

The only reason i like to get so far away from the camp is because i don't like it. the rules,some of the people,and i like the part of the woods close to the river wondering if one day i'd get the guts to cross to the other side like no other vixen wolf would dare do or think of doing.

Realizing there's no reason to keep running and it's getting hard to breath. Breathing hard I stop running and lean on a tree trying to catch my breath with my head tilt back i slid down the tree to sit.

It would be easy to run if tonight wasn't the "No Moon" where the moon is invisible from our eyes and the night sky is only full of stars. We wolves hate this day of the month were powerless,weak,likely to get sick not being able to heal till the Full Moon,and basically take the pace and life of a average human being.

With the rain beating down on me but not as much as before since the tree branches are shielding some of the rain. I look straight ahead to see five or four figures running straight ahead of me to far to see me. I slowly start to stand wiping my pants from leaves that sticked to me while sitting.

With my breathing back to normal i start to walk to where i see the figures who seem to be talking to each other. By instinct i wouldn't worry who i'm approaching assuming that the figures are vixens. Before i get to close I see something that causing panic and confusion in mind. I fall to a complete stop looking frantically between the figures wrist. Instead of silver bracelets with our names carved in like we vixens are supposed to wear to identify ourselves. These figures have tattoos on their wrist in weird shapes that seem to be a symbol or something.

Being the curious person i walk slowly to the figures trying to get a better look at the symbols. As soon as i hear a branch snap i quickly look to my feet and see that the sound was made from me i look back up to see the figures no longer there it's like they vanished into thin air.

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    The camp is only two miles away and the pouring rain finally stopped. Still walking with my arms folded i couldn't take two things off my mind one my feet were killing me it seemed like every step i took my feet were stepping in fire two The figures that seemed to vanish.

By now i can see the big camp fire that is lit only when it's night in the middle of the camp.I groan and tilt my head back realizing now that i would be late for dinner and my mom will probably kill me before i even walk past the front door.

It is unusual for me a seventeen year old wolf to be living with her mother but i don't care and i stay more to help my mom with my troublemaker of a brother since my father was found dead in the middle of camp leaving my mom to take care of us without help.

They told us he died of a hunting accident but never really told us how it happened. My mom didn't question it but later that day i couldn't help but ask and she completely ignored me so i never asked again keeping all the questions stored in my brain like i was taught.

"MOM!" I call out when i enter through the front door of our small family cabin. After taking my wet shoes off .I enter the living room expecting to find my mom or brother but instead all i find is darkness pure darkness. Feeling a little anxious i turn my head now looking down the narrow hallway that leads to her room.

Starting to make my way to her door my breathing increases but before i even reach the door knob i hear a piercing scream come from outside. With the door long forgotten i run out the cabin to see a bunch of other campers surrounded near the center of the many cabins.

Making my way over there to see what happened i see others like myself with confusion but instead they make their way into their cabins as if they saw nothing.

I furrow my eyebrows together in confusion. Why wouldn't they want to help? or see what happened? i thought to myself. When I look back to where I saw the group of people they weren't there anymore. Did they just disappear? First the woods and then now. Maybe im just tired. I shake my head while walking back to the cabin. When I walk in to the cabin my eyes go wide I see my mom sitting on the couch. Reading?

"Mom were you here the whole time" she looks up from the book with a smile.

"Yes, I was just in the shower" weird I didn't hear the shower?

"Oh well thank god I thought I was going crazy" I nervously laugh and she just furrows her eyebrows in confusion

"What do you mean?" I also give her a confused look .

"Didn't you hear that scream outside?" she stands up from the couch while putting the book on the coffee table I watch her every move waiting for an answer. She takes a deep breath before speaking. Looking seriously at me for the first time in a long time

"No, Probably the shower was to loud anyways why were you late Genevieve I told you never to be late to dinner". My body tenses I didn't want her to know I went out to the woods because she hates when i do she says its to dangerous so I've been telling her I hangout with friends around the village which she seems to believe. I can tell she's impatient waiting for my answer by the way her hands are on her hips and foot is tapping on the wood repeatedly.

"Sorry mom I was having fun with friends , I guess I just lost track of time"I shrug and she seems to believe me. She lets a sigh of relief.

"It's okay I guess I'm too protective sometimes I mean you are seventeen but please be careful"she sadly smiles while walking to me too give me a hug which I give Back."Goodnight I love you and could you check on your brother for me before you go to bed?"

"Of course and goodnight mom I love you too" answering both questions I pull away from the hug making my way to the stairs where my brothers and I's rooms are. Each step I take makes a tiny creak sound which reminds me of all the good memories my family shared while living in this cabin.

"Why so happy?"I snap my head to my brother who was snickering at me which made me realize I was smiling at the top of the stairs like an idiot.

"Shouldn't you be in bed"I stick my tongue out at him and pick up a pillow from the loveseat close by and chase after him while we giggle all the way to his room.