His Violet Wolf

Chapter Three

Hello! I just wanted to say that I picked Tyler Hoechlin as Flynn. I absolutely loved him in teen wolf! Enjoy!

Adelaide

I woke up to someone pounding on my rooms door. Groaning, I opened my eyes and wished I didn't. The light coming from outside the window illuminated the awful room. The walls were lined with some type of rust, and the beds blankets were lined with dust. I cant believe I actually slept in this. I must have been exhausted. The knocking didn't stop and seemed to be getting louder. I quickly got up and went to the door. I sniffed the air, overly cautious.

Werewolves. There were two of them, that I know of, waiting behind the thin door.

'Lila?'

'On it.' My vision changed, and I saw through the door. I was right, there was two of them, male. And they were huge, both at least 6 foot 4, with a lot of muscles. Fantastic.

I scanned the whole floor, but only saw two other yellows and the two reds. The pounding increased, and one of them spoke.

"Come out rogue. We know you're in there. We can do this the easy way, or the hard way." His voice was deep, and if I'm being completely honest, it was a bit intimidating. I looked around the room, for another exit, and ran to the window, putting my backpack over my shoulder. I looked for a lock on the window, but there wasn't one. The window wouldn't open.

"Hard way it is." I heard the other mutter, and soon enough, my door was off of its hinges, flying into the room. I looked back to see them enter, and I was right about them being muscular. I turned back and punched the window, and the glass shattered. I leaped up and was about to stick my other leg out into the open, when I was pulled back by my backpack. My arm got cut on a jagged piece of glass that was sticking out in the frame. Shit, that hurt. But I didn't make a sound.

The guy that grabbed me turned me around, and I used my uninjured arm to punch him in the nose. I heard and felt a crack, leaving me satisfied. I smirked, and went towards the other, he looked ready to fight, and I quickly faked a punch with my bad hand, and then elbowed him in the temple. The first man grabbed my arm, and pressed on the glass that was imbedded in my skin, there was a shard stuck in arm. I cried out, and was now shaking violently.

Lila wanted out, and she was pissed.

My eyes were glowing their natural violet, and I snarled at the man. He looked shocked, and his grip on my arm loosened just the slightest, but it was enough for me to get free. I jerked his head by his hair, and made sure his face was close to mine.

"You shouldn't have done that." My voice was distorted, mixed between my natural and my wolves, so it came out like a monster in a horror movie.

I yanked his hair and pushed his head into the table, knocking him unconscious. I heard the other guy come behind me, so I turned quickly, about to swing, when I heard another pair of footsteps.

I was about to hit his face, when he caught my fist. I brought my knee up and hit him in the stomach. He barely looked fazed. With his other hand, he punched me straight in the jaw. My whole head snapped back with the force and I spit blood onto the ground. The other set of footsteps were now in the room, and I looked over at the door, just as I felt a syringe plunge into my neck.

I saw the outline of a figure, tall and broad enough to make the door look small. I smelled the most mouthwatering and amazing smell, a mix of peppermint and a bonfire. Before I was engulfed by the darkness, I heard a smooth and deep voice mutter,

"Mate."

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"Flynn, I swear, her eyes were violet."