Part Seventeen

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I jump off the balcony, only 3 levels high and land on 4 feet. I wait for another howl and once it is called i am off, sprinting into the bush. I almost lose my balance a few times since i havent changed in years, I stop meters away from a pack. My old pack before i left to civilization. Everyone seems to be calm so i slowly exit my hiding place revealing myself. All the pack stands in shock, some in anger as i walk towards them,

"Long time no see young one." My leader calls down upon me as he stands on a rock,

"I need to know, why couldnt i control my forming?" I ask, right to the point.

"Well none of us can hide our true forms can we?".

"Please forgive me for my rudeness to this family." I ask bowing my head looking at my 2 front paws.

"That will be decided by the pack." He answers, they all give each other glares. And something remarkable happens, they nod. My leader howls followed by the rest of the pack and myself howl too. While greeting everyone I remember Scott and Mitch,

"Master, while in civilization i was adopted of some sort and my new parents live in america, i cant stay." He laughs and gently places an A4 paper with a number on it.

"Send me a message and we shall all move close." I nod and run with the paper in my mouth gripping tight. I reach the alleyway beside the hotel i am staying in and turn back to human, and enter the front door. The receptionist smiles to me and i smile back, I shove the paper in my back pocket and ride the elevator. I arrive at our hotel room door and knock twice. Scott drastically opens the door, pulls me in and slam the door.

"WHERE DID YOU GO?!?!?" He screams, I just stand silent trying to not let myself to form,

"ANSWER HI-" Mitch starts,

"Leave. Me. Alone." I order in a deep rasp voice not my normal one scaring them, my nails start growing long and sharp. My eyes fly open revealing my yellow glowing eyes, I growl then the lights flicker. I calm down a little to luckily calm down and go back to normal.

"Dads." I call out for my dads as i drop to the ground unconscious.

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