White Wolf

Death, Fear, and Love

~Daren~

"Daren!"

I turned my head to look at who was shouting my name. I saw a stone cold face with black as night hair.

"What?" I asked Veronica.

"Hurry over here. We're holding a last meeting now." She answered. Last meeting. She said it casually but all I could think of was that this could really be our last meeting of our lives.

It scared me a little to think of death. What would Miranda do? What is dying like? Is there a heaven I would go to? The more I thought of it the more I feared it.

I slowly walked over to a circle of werewolves. Veronica was speaking now. I couldn't focus on what she said though. My head was stuck in the clouds overlooking how everything could go wrong. I promised Miranda I'd come back, but what if I don't?

"And now I'd like to bring up a guest with a few words." Veronica backed away. Whatever she said probably wasn't super important and if it was she'll keep saying it over and over again. An african american man who looked like a body builder walked up. He had a shaved head and when he spoke he had a rough strong voice. I have never seen him in our pack though.

"Everyone this is an Alpha of a neighboring pack a few hundred miles away. They agreed to help us destroy the Hunters." Veronica explains. Another pack? Do we really want to take the lives of another pack as well as ours?

"You're probably wondering why I would risk the lives of my pack to help you all" the man said practically reading my mind. "Well we know that you would most likely die without us. If you die then the Hunters will come down to our pack and kill us off as well." This guy is just a ray of sunshine. "If we fight together then we have a much better chance at defeating them." I heard a few murmurs from people.

"Can we really trust this guy?" Someone whispered.

"If Veronica trusts him then I think we should. We really don't have any choice anyway." Another whispered back. They both had really good points. How can we just trust this guy? He might not be what he says he is. My head started to hurt with all of the thoughts in my head, swarming my mind, unorganized. So many things happening already. The fight seems to have already started in my head.

~Miranda~

I woke up and noticed my pillow was all wet. I wiped my eyes knowing I had cried. I decided to get up and take a shower. When I threw the blankets off of me I cringed because of the cold air. I walked to my door and quietly opened it. The house was silent.

I switched on the warm water on the shower. I stepped in it and just stayed there. The heat of the water helped my tense muscles and washed away all of the emotions I had felt yesterday. I'm not sure how long I was in the shower but I turned it off and I could see the steam in the room. Wrapping a fluffy white towel around me, I walked out of the bathroom.

When I got to my room I threw on a navy blue tank top and a pair of khaki shorts. Today would be different. I'm going to live. Daren will come back. He promised.

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A/N

O my! I didn't look at the number of votes for awhile and when I did there were 10. Idk how long that's been there but I'm sorry.

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