the werewolf princess

chapter 1

"HELP!" I heard a cry of help and I knew that i was needed. Suddenly I see a guy from where I was standing. he was in need of some serious help. My best guess was that he had been fishing or something in the river but didn't know that there was a waterfall. Now, he was holding on for dear life on a tree that had fallen feet from where the sheer drop on the waterfall was.

"help! someone please help!" he repeated desperately

Me, being myself flung my backpack to the ground and got out a rope I had been using while camping alone in the woods. I ran towards the man. since I was on the little mound of dirt where the waterfall was, I was on an even ground to where the victim of the tides was.

"I'm coming! hold on!' I yell at him over the roaring river.he looks at me with pure disgust

" I need some real help! Not some 12 year old girl that thinks she is needed to help me!" he yells at me as his grip on his hand loosens and he yells in surprise when he lets go, now he only has one hand on the trunk. Oh, if only he knew the truth. he would have fainted in surprise or he would have not believed it.see, I'm a werewolf. It's is rare that I had gotten bitten at such a young age. but I was a fighter. I was actually 284. I know, that's a lot. but, that's why I 'camped' in the woods. the world out there was getting bigger. or so it seemed. Plus, I had my pack. I couldn't let this man ruin the secret that I have come to endure. No, I shut my mouth instead

" better me than nothing!" I yell back as I made a loop on the end of my rope. I throw it at him. I had never been much of thrower. my rope misses and gets stuck on a piece of stick that was jutting out from the trunk from where he was holding on. I mumble to myself for my stupidness.

" can you try and grab that?" I ask him hopefully

" do ya think I would have tried by now?! yes I can try! hold up" he tells me and with his hand that had let go of the trunk. He grab the lop on the rope and tugs, the rope comes loos and he has full access to it. I nod silently and with the rest of the rope I tie to a nearby sturdy branch.

" ok! you can let go now!" I say to him.

he throws me a worried glance and he lets go, for a moment his other hand that wasn't on the rope hand dangerously close to the trunk but soon recovered when he put his hand with the other in the rope. i grabbed the rope with both hands and i tugged, i was good with tug a war. but not really with a middle aged guy clinging to the other end for dear life.i was started to sweat. i mean, it was summer and us, wolves had to stay cool. our temperature where way up. so the summer we where barely out in our wolf forms. in a haze i spoke without meaning to

"geeez, mister. you have to lay of a few pounds" i tell him

he ignores my comment and tries to climb the rope. failing miserably. i laugh mentally at his attempts but i tug on the rope. bringing him to shore. well, i try.he was heavy. i was all out sweating by now. my tennis shoes covered in mud and that wasn't going to be wearable for weeks.i didn't stray on the fact. i could wash them downriver. The man was clear out of the roaring river now and i could see him clearly now. he had short black hair. he had blue eyes that seemed to be blazing with fresh insults. he had a red t shirt below his life vest which he had been smart enough to put on. he had some tight shorts. he looked like he would be a pain in the back. why had i helped him again? i asked myself oh, becuase he was about to fall of a waterfall.he tried to get up and slipped, i laughed out loud. this was going to take a while. after he managed to get up he took a step forward and he cried out in pain. it was unusual to hear a middle aged man to scream in pain.but, again he had to have my help.

" sir, if it hurts a lot. i can call some friends of mine to come help us." i inform him

It was a risky shot. but he really needed help. he was cold,wet,probably hungry, and he was hurt He really needed my help. But i wasn't a doctor. Emma, in my pack was an amazing healer. she could heal him in a days time. he would be up and running in a week.