Sometimes Running is the Best Option

2- Your master plan is to remain calm?

Chapter 2- Your master plan is to remain calm?

I woke up feeling refreshed and happy that I could move on. I reached into my bag and pulled out my navy and purple dream catcher that my father and I made when I was little, before the fighting started. This was the one thing I would go through a fire for. It was the only reminder I had of my parents without thinking of their constant bickering. Even though I won't admit it aloud, I still do love my parents, but that love is reserved for the people they were. I stood up from the surprisingly comfy futon that rested in what seemed to be a storage room. But I didn't care how comfy it was or the place it was in, it was an improvement from finding ants on your arm and using a tree stump for a pillow. Not exactly your dream bed.

Today was my first shift at the restaurant below me and my birthday. I wasn't sure when my first shift would be but I looked forward to it. I changed into the blue dress that was uniform for the shop, I guess she really liked being cliché because I look like I just stepped out of a 90's movie. After I dressed and finished getting the knots out of my hair, I walked out. Upon entering I noticed that the crowd seemed bigger than yesterday. There were multiple people everywhere but one thing caught my attention and I felt my breath hitch.

They were all werewolves and their eyes were glued to me.

I could feel myself gulp audibly. I caught a quick scent of something intriguing  but I didn't have time to find it's owner. So I did the one thing I is was good at in a situation like this,

I ran.

I kept running until I could no longer breathe or hear their screams after me. Of course it was just my luck that I couldn't even live a normal life. Just great. I was surprised that my wolf wasn't their chastising me and telling me to shut up, but instead she remained calm and quiet. I sighed aloud, unsure of what to do.

I heard a snap of a twig behind me, accompanied by a loud laugh.

"Looks like we caught a rogue Conner" another and slightly different chuckle fell from what I assume as 'Conner'. I felt the panic rush through me as I knew I was to die today. No one liked rogues on their territory. I felt my breath quicken and I could feel a fire burning underneath my skin.

What the hell am I supposed to do?

I tried to think of something but I couldn't, I didn't know what to do and it was driving me crazy.

Remain calm I was shocked that she didn't snap at me but she seemed distracted.

What the heck? How am I supposed to remain calm? I am going to die today and your master plan is to remain clam? I shouted back to her.

Trust me, we will not die. Trust my instincts! If we run, they kill us instantly. We would have a better chance of talking them out of it. Besides, something is telling me that their Alpha will stop them anyways I unwillingly obliged; her instincts have never let me down. I stil questioned why their Alpha would care but she didn't respond.

Well here goes nothing.