Supernus

Bloodmoon Pack

Supernus

©2013

Okay, so, I left my house and am staying at a motel. I am only here to check up on what kind of things the rouges are doing. It's actually my first time hearing a pack named after our legendary moon. The Blood Moon came a thousand years ago, and it was said that our forefathers were blessed by the goddesses when it came. It was the reason why they won the war of creatures. I wonder what kind of pack are they.

I walked near the opened window and stared at the beautiful surroundings. Might as well enjoy it, I wouldn't see much in Washington. It's because they won't let the teen pups out. I'm not sleepy yet. I looked both left and right, it's clear. From the 5th floor, I jumped.

I landed on my feet and I began to run. I feel like a feather.

'Way to go! Comparing yourself to a feather,' a voice boomed, making my brain feel like it was squeezed.

I was so shock by the sudden appearance of the voice that I fell to the grass, face first. Trust me, it was so painful.

"Ouch," I rolled over and groaned.

'Great, the goddess gave me a wonderful one.' the voice came in again.

'Who are you?' I thought.

There was a laugh, 'I'm Adela, your wolf.'

'You're here?!'

'No, I'm not here. That's why I can talk to you, right?' sarcasm clear on her voice.

'Well, Ela, nice to meet you,' I stood up and started to run again.

'Yeah, you too.'

Then, silence. Why is it so silent? Rouges usually walk out. I sighed.

'Sniff the air, see if there are any rouges,'

I took a big whiff of air and found nothing. Except for the smell of lavanders. Oh no, not again. There was a growl behind me.

"Hey! I'm innocent!" I shouted.

The 5 black wolves stopped and looked at each other. The first one shifted back into a human, followed by the others. 2 girls 3 boys. And...they were all laughing. Wait, what?

"You sure are one funny rouge," the brunette clutched her stomach, still laughing.

"I'm not a rouge!" I defended.

The tallest boy with red hair stepped forward, "You're Agle-Agla-."

"Aglaea Adorabelle Elixir."

"Yes!" the Red headed boy snapped his fingers, "Damn, what a name."

"How do you know me?" I asked.

"Your pack, or should I say former pack, sent you to us, no not sent, gave you to us," he gestured to him and the four werewolves behind him, "the Bloodmoon pack."