Rebecca White

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I was walking in a grocery store, making sure to grab everything on my list of what food me and my little brother; Johann White.

When I got everything on my list, I made my way to check out when I smelt wolves. Pack wolves. Crap!

After paying for everything, I made my way to my car, more like a bug. And started putting everything in the truck, once all the food was in the trunk and it was closed I felt someone grab my elbow and force me to look at them. It looked like a pack warrior, he was 6'3 overly muscles and has black hair and icy blue eyes.

"What are you doing here rouge." He spat out rouge like venom.

"Know of your damn business mutt." I told him, then kicked him as hard as I can where the sun does not shine. And as he doubled over in pain, my lioness told me get in the car, because back up is coming. So I ran to my car, hope in and started it and drove home.

You see four years ago my parents the Alpha and Luna, and the rest of our pride were killed by hunters, I was 13 years old and my little brother, Johann was a couple days old. He was born as a lion cub so it was easy to carry him in my mouth, I shifted into my lioness at 6 Years old. And my cloths and bag that was on my back disappeared when I shift.

But now I have to deal with a pack of wolves moving into town. But I am glad that I graduate in two weeks then we will move. I hope I don't see those wolves ever again.

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