"Logan! Get your ass over here now!"
"What!?" I yell back annoyed
"Look at this." Alex says looking very closely at a blue and gold colored flower
"You mean the flower?" I say back to her sarcastically
Alex lifts her head in annoyance then replies "Yes you ass, look at how beautiful it is."
I lean down towards the flower to get a closer look. Out the corner of my eye I can see Alex jump towards me on to my back wrestling me down to the hard dirt ground beneath us.
"Alex! Get off of me!"
"Never!" She replies like a five year old child.
"I said GET OFF you ass!"
Still wrestling me she rolls me over so she can climb on top of me and pin my arms to the ground. And she does so successfully.
"Cry uncle" Alex tells me with a smirk.
"No"
"Yes"
We bicker back and forth for a while, until I say "Just get off... please" with my puppy eyes and pouty lip.
"Say uncle and I will"
"I'll make some of my moms secret ingredient fudge if you do" bribing her with my moms amazing secret ingredient fudge is my best chance of getting her off of me because I know she can't resist it.
Alex waits a few moments as if she had to think about that answer, then she slowly begins to climb off of me.
"I will be expecting it by tomorrow morning young one" Alex says in her best old man voice.
"It will be done my good sir" I say back in my best british accent.
We both chuckle and start to get up.
"You know you only won because you've already turned, you just wait until tomorrow, you'll be the one lying in the dirt then."
Tomorrow is my sixteenth birthday, that's when my change will happen. My transformation from weregirl to wolf, I wont be the only one turning either my birth this year falls on the full moon so my pack will also be wolves.
"Mmhhm sureee we'll see about that" Alex replies
As we walk back to camp my mind begins to wander. Thinking about what tomorrow will be like, and what my wolf might look like. A persons wolf depends their soul, sometimes a persons wolf can change because they themselves have changed. Your wolf is like a physical representation of your spirit. My moms has pure white fur and silver eyes because she is the most pure hearted woman you will ever meet, she is also our packs healer. My fathers wolf though is a dark brown with gleaming yellow eyes like the sun because much like the sun he lights our way as our fearless leader. But me I don't know what I will look like. With my change and the full moon being so close all of my senses are heightened. I can smell the deer roasting above the fire at the camp, I can hear the murmured words of my people talking and the crackling of the fire. As I look forward far ahead I can see my mothers warm welcoming face waiting for us to arrive. As we come into view she yells to us,
"Dinners ready girls!"
"I'll race ya." Alex says challenging me.
"1,2,3 GO" I speak as quickly as I can and charge forwards with full force.
We run for what seems like seconds though I know we ran longer, and I reach the campsite meer seconds before Alex.
"I win!" I shout at her
"Hey! That's not fair! I wasn't ready" Alex whines like a small child
That night we ate deer and red potatoes for dinner, we danced and listened to loud jolly music. Because tomorrow was my big day, many packs would come to see and turn with us. It's kind of expected of them to do so seeing as we're the Crescent Blood Pack, alpha pack to all others. Our pack is sort of like the King and Queen of other packs we have a long line of royal decent in our blood which makes us of high importance. My parents want me to become the next alpha when I have found my mate, they're ready to retire, but I don't want to be the Luna. I don't want that responsibility, I want to live a full and long life away from everyone, I want to be free and not have to worry about anyone except for myself. All my life I've had to help other people and help them solve their problems, I don't regret helping any of them but I don't want that anymore. My thoughts are interrupted by my body's exhaustion and I know that I need to get some sleep before tomorrow.
Authors Notes~
The picture at the top of the page is the Crescent Blood Pack symbol. Logan has a birthmark of it on her left hip because she is of royal decent.
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A Wolfs Soul
FantasyLogan is a 16 year old werewolf with no intent on becoming her packs next alpha. Follow her on her path to self discovery and finding her mate and realizing he is not what she expected. Lots of Adventure and Romance also lots of Pain but a good kind.
