Journal #6

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Katie POV ~~~~~~

I'm in a room, with all of the walls white. I think I know what this place is but I'm not sure. I think I'm in Heaven but if I am then I am dead. WAIT I can't be dead I can't leave my newly found mate, with my father. 

I feel a small pressure on my head and I let Snow in to our mind. She informs me that we aren't dead that we have just passed out from the amount of blood that we had lost. I know that I must get up because if I don’t I will let my mate die because my dad most likely thinks that I am dead. 

Then I see something, a shape in the window a dark shape. I look more closely and I see that it is a wolf a black wolf, Mason my mates Jared wolf. I know then that something bad must be going on for him to enter the spirit world. 

All of a sudden I can feel immense pain all over my body but my shoulders hurt the most. 

I open my eyes but all I see is blurs of colors. I can hear two people fighting but I don't know who. Then it hit me. The people that are fighting are my mate and my father. I have to stop this I thought. 

Jared POV~~~~~~

My mate, my beautiful mate is lying in my arms unconscious. I can smell her father’s anger rolling off of him in waves. I look up and I see a rifle held up to my head and I think that I'm a goner. I quickly size up the man at about 6'2" in height with about 98% of his body pure muscle. I can tell that this is going to be a difficult fight to win.

I stand up to my full height not caring that my body is in plain view; we’re both guys here so why does it matter. I let a animalistic growl towards Victor my mates father. He doesn’t understand that the wolf that he had just shot was his daughter but he does know that she put her small body in front of mine so I wouldn’t be hit by the bullet.

I find it kind of funny. Isn’t the male supposed to protect the female then the other way around? I can tell that Katie is having hard time breathing because I can hear the distinct rasp of her breaths as they are trying to force their way out of her lungs that are slowly filling with blood.  I have to get her to the pact doctor but I know that if I try to make any move towards her that he father will shoot me without a second thought.

Victor ~~~~~~~~~

I have my gun held up to his young wolves head because I found him behind my daughter naked with a bite mark on her neck. I had tried to shoot him but my daughter was faster. She was never one to let others get hurt when they don’t deserve to get hurt, but this wolf needs to die. I can still see the bullet ripping through her shoulder, opposite of the one that is already bloody. I then realize that on her shoulder is not a bite mark but a gunshot wound.  

Could it be? I had never seen the white wolf before and I have been keeping this pack under a close eye never letting a pup born without me knowing, or a wolf shift for the first time without one of my men nearby.

The mark on her forehead is different I have never seen it on a wolf before. I then recall that my daughter has a tattoo of the same design upon her back.

Is this white wolf a new wolf or is she my only child, the only person who I really care about.  Could this white wolf be my daughter?

I hope not because if she is, I will have to kill her and the grief would end up killing me.

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I'm so sorry for not posting. I have been too wrapped up in homework then an exam. I will try to write more but with my hectic life I have know idea how this will work out.

Thanks

Arya Green

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