Chapter Ten

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Rain had started to soak the ground Sunday afternoon, falling to earth as half frozen droplets. We were unable to fly, and all sat in our rooms. Chai played with a doll Karen has bought her, and Hawk was reading. What Falon was doing I was unsure of, because I hadn't talked to him.

I sat plainly, listening to music through earphones, and flipping a pencil between my hands, when there was a small knock at my door. Not hearing it, I continued fiddling with the pencil, until the knock became more prominent, and sharper. Pulling the earphones from my ears, I switched the button on top of the iPhone I had to open the unlock screen. Pausing the music, I dropped the pencil and got up, walking over to the oak door.

'Great.' I thought, as I opened the door to find Falon standing in the hallway, his arms crossed. He towered over me, and down with solemn blue eyes. "What?" I asked, half between a snap and a simple question. He walked into my room, closing the door behind him. "What's wrong with you?" He finally said, leaning against the cream wall behind the door. I shifted around the room, my arms crossed defiantly. "Nothing." I almost hissed out. He gave a slight smirk, knowing I was mad at something.

"The has to be something wrong." He muttered, walking from the room and shutting the door. If I were in a cartoon, I would have had stream coming from the top of my head. I growled, my fangs growing from my teeth, before I quickly retracted them. I walked to the window, and opened them, jumping out into the haze of rain. Flapping sharply, I coasted across a slight breeze that shifted the rain toward me. I landed by the oak tree, and heard something move below me. Something large. Standing, I floated to the ground, expecting one of the pack. But instead, a giant scaly creature leapt from the bush, knocking me over.

I pulled in my wings, and shifted quickly into a wolf. Now it was fair. The creature, which I had identified as a human with obvious genetic issues. It's skin was scaled, and it's teeth we're long and sharp, jagged at the edges. At least I stood at it's shoulder. Growling, I laughed myself at it, snapping my jaws around it's scrawny neck, breaking the thin bones like twigs. I then spun, and ran back to the house, knowing if there were any others, it would be easier to track me in the air.

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