I wake up with a pounding headache. I try to sit up not noticing the giant wolf laying on my stomach,"Wolfy get off me I have to get up." I say but wolfy shakes his head and barks. I look at him in confusion. I hear my mom's footsteps. I look at my dog.
"Traitor," I said before. My mom barges into my room with a cut of water and some aspirin.
"Are you okay Kyra? God, i was so worried about you. I'm just happy that Ly, I mean Wolfy found you and got me before you were hurt anymore." She says although I caught her slip up. Choosing to forget it I take the water from an aspirin from her.
"I'm fine mom just a bit battered and bruised." I say while looking at Wolfy the dog was still laying on me," You get off me I want to see if I can stand." He just looks at me shakes his head then licks my face.
"Devil dog." He smiles a creepy grin as if saying If you only knew. Mom sits there with a goofy look on her face. I scowl not knowing what's going on. I decide to take matters into my own hands. I kick the dog off not hard to hurt but enough to get him off and stand, at first I sway from the head rush. I straighten looking at the dog and my mom they have amazed gases on their faces.
"You don't weigh that much wolf." I walk to my bathroom. Once finished with my business I walk out.
"How long was I out."
"All day. Maybe half the night." My mom says. She nods to someone behind me. I turn around and see the dog.
"Who you nodding to?"
"No one dear. Remember your birthday's next week." I groan. I lay back on Wolfy's side trying to relax. I relax too much and fall into a dreamless sleep.
The next Monday before my birthday I wake up to being licked on my face. My bruises are gone, I haven't been made fun of. I am actually happy so I hope this keeps up till my nineteenth birthday. I still can't believe that's how old I'll be. I jump up only to again hit my head off Wolfy's.
"We have got to stop doing that." I laugh and push his snout away.
Now at school, I have a bad feeling. That bad feeling would be the cheerleaders mostly Nala who has a smug look on her face. I walk to my locker, when I get there my mouth falls open in shock. My locker is graffiti black with all sorts of words on it. Foul mean words. My mind races and replays every single word on the locker. Whore, slut, bitch, pumpkin girl. I open my locker, I should've known that she wouldn't stop there. An envelope was there hanging from my top shelf. I grab it and open it what was there messed with my head.
If you think you can take him away from me you're wrong slut keep to yourself and stay away from my guy. Besides no one would want to date a whore.
I didn't talk to anyone. I can't steal her man away from her. I didn't know I was crying till it landed on the paper. I slammed my locker shut and walk away. Home is what I think. I start walking not paying attention to the stares or my tears.
It takes me about twenty minutes to get home from my slow pace and not being able to see. When I make it I know my mom's at work from how quiet it is plus I hear no t.v or music. I go upstairs to my room, I lay on my bed face first. What I don't notice till it's too late is the large man with only a towel on who just walked in. I scream so loud my ears rang. I also fell off my bed. I grab the baseball bat that I keep near my dresser prepared to swing if I needed to.
"Whoa calm down please Kyra." His voice was deep, accented, and husky like he hasn't talked for awhile.
"Who are you and why are you in my damn room." I look into bright sliver-blue eyes that are vaguely familiar.
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Lykaon (On hold)
RandomWhen Kyra finds wolf she doesn't scream she helps it when she figures out the wolf is tame it doesn't seem odd and when she finds out her life is changing she still doesn't really feel anything but a little bit of shock. To her this is all normal bu...
