Ashton walked me into the large pack house, fit for a king, I didn't really have the time to admire it. I was so tired.
The other pack members stared at me, their eyes clouded over with lust. Ashton glared back them, his eyes flashing that red color, I'd probably never get used to that. He established dominance, letting the rest of the pack know I was off limits, and for Ashton only. They backed off.
I felt the soft breeze from outside coming in through the open door, hitting my back. I turned towards it, thinking, balancing out other options. I turned to Ashton, who wasn't paying attention what so ever. I sighed a deep sigh and slipped out the door, taking off running.
I ran quickly, track really paid off, especially in this situation. I ran straight into the thick woods, which lie across the street, it was like this place was abandoned or something. I turned back, checking to see if anyone was behind me. Sure enough about 3 or 4 wolves chased after me,hot on my trail. I kept running, kicking up dust behind me. There was only one problem with my plan which once seemed really great, I had to catch my breath at some point in time.
I was soon tackled to the ground by one of the dogs, Asht9n came out from behind a tree and the others left. He extended his hand, which I grabbed in order to be pulled up, but once i was on my feet he pinned me to a tree, his eyes once again blood red. I turned my head away, not wanting to see him. "I hate you." I hissed, a tear streaming down my face. I felt his thumb wipe it away "Don't touch me I snapped. Let me go." I snapped at him.
He sighed "No." He slung my over his shoulder, I pounded on his back, throwing a tantrum as he carried me back inside, shutting and locking the door. The rest of his pack looked at me in anger, their soon-to-be Luna trying to leave them.
Ashton carried me upstairs and threw me onto his bed. I backed up against the headboard, slipping off my gym shoes. He left the room, locking the door, I rolled my eyes. I mean yeah I know I tried to run away but what would he do if he was in the same situation?
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Teen FictionHe pinned me up against the wall, our faces inches apart. I could feel the warmth of his breath roll down my neck. His eyes were a sickly blood red. "You do as I say." he spat at me. I glared at him, shaking my head, no. I pulled my wrist from his t...
