Jackson's POV
Allison didn't know but everyday I would go and check on her. Even it it had to be through the cameras installed on one of her walls. I had to see her, my wolf's instincts were starting to push me to the limits. All I wanted to do was be with Her, it was all I could think about. If anyone tried to talk to me all I wanted to do was rip their heads off of their measly bodies... wait wait calm down you're fine. It was only a couple more days before I would burst, luckily she was finally getting moved to the lunas quarters. Since we weren't married yet I knew she would be uncomfortable living in the same room as me. It wouldn't be like that for long though, I was far over being disgusted by her because she was a rouge my wolf really didn't give a flying fuck anymore. I was confident I could make her fall in love with me, I knew I could make her fall in love with me.... right?
I went through every measure to make sure that room was perfect. It was a light lavender with white accents, and had the best balcony view out of the whole house. I was waiting for a servant to bring her duvet when I started to smell something of salt and rust. Shit Shit Shit where is that coming from? I turn around the corner walking briskly down the stairs leading to Allison's room. When I reach her door I stop myself I can hear the sobs racking through her body she's laying on the floor with her face in her hands I have to slide to the floor resting my head on my knees with my back against the door. This is my fault. She's in pain because of me. "Fuck" I whisper under my breath. Abruptly standing up and sprinting up the stairs I scream running my extended claws over the walls "FUCK!!" WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?" some of the house maids turn to look at me one even tries to approach "Don't" I whisper barely able to hear. I can't handle it anymore my wolf needs to be let free, I walk slowly to the door then the edge of the woods. Pausing for a moment to discard my clothing. I let myself fall and turn quickly taking off in a sprint. All anyone could see was a fury filled black streak. I had burst, I was pushed to my limit all because of a girl.
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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...
