Guess who's back? I'm so sorry about not publishing in so long. I really am trying my best to keep up with both of my stories. If you haven't read my other book go check it out. It's called Stuck In The Middle Of A Messed Up World. I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter and I'm gonna try to be better about updating. It was because of a couple nice people that commented on my story that I felt inspired to write again. So thank you to those people you know who you are. Enjoy!
Allisons POV
How the hell am I supposed to sit patiently like a mutt alone in this cell? Its driving me mad its been two days. All I have are my thoughts and I'm already going crazy. Why did it have to be him? of all people the moon goddess choose him. DAMMIT! I cant allow this. I cant let him under my armor, The armor I've spent so many years building.
Ever since I left... Never mind I have to find a way out of this place. But their security is like a diamond. Impenetrable. I look around the room for the millionth time searching for a crack any small crevice of instability that I can use to my advantage. But again the only real way of escape is through the supposedly wooden door soaked in wolves-bane. That seemed a little unnecessary considering I'm a Fox. I guess that's one of the perks of being an outcast. Wolves-bane doesn't affect me.
Well I guess I'm stuck. For real this time though. I have No escape, No friends, No one to save me. I'm all alone. Curling up on the cot I hug my knees to my chest letting the salty tears run down my face. Why me? Since when did I ever need anyone else? I could get through this right? I've never been more afraid. Not of the Silver Moons but of myself. I'm going insane and its all my own fault. I let myself be captured. But what could I have done? Maybe I could have run a little faster. Maybe fight a little harder. Maybe.... Maybe I could have been a little stronger. Like my stepdad always said Be careful who you trust. the devil was once an angel.
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The fox and The Werewolf
WerewolfAllison Black is a rogue. Her pack left her in the woods because she was born a Fox. Now she survives off of other territories, stealing from the various packs without so much as a trace. She is know known as the racer. She lived an easy carefree li...
