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Chapter 4-- Pack of three

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Hazel's POV

I've been running through the woods for what seemed like hours until I finally reached the city.

I was very tired and my body complained with every move I made.

Looking around, I saw a small run down motel across the street. The though of a mattress against my skin made me moan in pleasure. If someone heard me right now, they would think I'm some psycho.

I have already shifted back to my human form before I left the wood's threshold so as not to draw any unwanted attention. The city was filled with humans and us werewolves can't simply make it known that we exist.

I picked up speed as I marched down the street and towards my own haven which I called a bed and a warm shower.

The motel looked homey with its brown tiles and matching light brown furniture. There was a flower vase standing tall in one corner and some magazines were scattered across the table in the makeshift lobby. It was more of a small waiting area but still looked warm nonetheless.

I went up to the guy standing behind the desk. He had blonde hair and fair skin. He was slim and was concentrating in whatever he was doing on his phone.

I cleared my throat which made him look up startled. His scent hit my nose and I looked at him in confusion.

A werewolf?

He seemed to have recognised my scent too since he had the same confused expression like the one I had.

"You're a werewolf." He stated more than asked. His green eyes twinkled under the light.

"So are you." I replied back which made him grin at me.

His expression was soon changed to that of confusion once more.

"But you are..." He trailed off, not know how to tell me that I was fat.

"Fat." I finished for him.

A blush crept onto his cheeks and he lowered his gaze as he scratched the back of his neck.

"Er...I wasn't really going to-"

"It's fine. I know that I'm fat." I cut him off.

"But, how? I mean, shifting alone burns a lot of calories, plus the training and running with the pack." The guy seemed to have been trying so hard to make sense of everything.

"I wasn't allowed to shift and train." I sighed. He was about to open his mouth to ask me why but I wasn't ready to tell anyone, yet.

"It's a long story that I don't want to talk about right now." I said before he asked.

He nodded in understanding and left the subject.

"So, why aren't you with your pack?" I asked.

The boy offered me a small smile. "I was exiled a couple of years back." He admitted sadly. I couldn't help but gasp and widen my eyes in shock.

"W-why?" I asked with a horrid expression. Getting exiled was probably the worst thing a werewolf can come across.

The boy, which I still need to know the name of, raised an eyebrow at me. I looked at him in confusion but then realisation crossed my face.

"I get it. I didn't tell you so you don't have to tell me." I sighed. It was only fair that he won't reveal his secrets to a stranger that won't reveal hers.