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THIS IS THE FIRST & SECOND CHAPTER SUMMED UP IN GASTONS POV! HOPE YOU ENJOY(//////)
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When I heard the shots I jolted from my sleep and fell to the floor with a thud! I began to wake up, the fog falling from my eyes. Rubbing my eyes to work the sleep off faster, I started to get from the floor. As I approached the door I saw animal paws pacing underneath the door frame. I was slightly curious, and slightly afraid. Growing up with a wolf mother has made me more courageous and strong. Before I could begin to open the door, there was a loud bang! It rang so loudly throughout the house my ears were ringing along with vibrations. I was becoming more aware of this animals intention now more than ever and it scared me to death. Backing away slowly thoughts ran through my head, my mother is the wolf behind the door and is about to kill me. Or she has sent for another wolf to do her dirty work. I know her reasoning isn't because I'm a bad child because I am not! And I most certainly do what I am told. As I rest my head against the wall in the corner, the paws turn to feet and they are big feet. I know it's a man and he's probably going to end me if he gets that door open. Because I am a human my father has fit my door to have a bolt lock. I guess that's no match for the wolf because he started breaking the door down! I ran for the balcony, closed and locked the glass door. Within seconds he busted the door down and was on his way to me! I gathered myself and prepared for the jump. Right as he's breaking through the door I was diving toward the ground. I knew I would probably die. But I don't remember anything after that event. I just woke up in the forest with barely any clothes. Shivering from the cool fall air. I wished for a cloak or fur! Anything to keep me warm. I felt my stomach pain and knew I hadn't eaten in days. Maybe even a week. I clenched my jaw thinking maybe death would not have been that bad. I cried until I fell asleep.

The next morning had come too quick and I was just getting hungrier and colder. I swung my head to my left because I thought I heard something. I hope it's a human. Around the corner comes a small she-wolf. Very small maybe just a bit smaller than me. I scooted away not knowing what she would do. She tilted her head to the side probably confused about my actions. I waited as she went behind a tree and came back a girl! She's just like my mother, I can't believe I'm seeing one close up and it's not trying to kill me. She approached slowly, just as amazed as I am. She most likely hasn't seen a human in person.

"Hello. What's your name?"

"G-Gas-Gaston," I'm shivering trying to tell her my name. It is so cold. She steps toward me, I hug her before she gets close enough and she's surprised at first. She holds me back warming me with her werewolf skin. She is a dark skinned girl, beautiful and sweet. Then she told me her name, Amalia. I thought it was beautiful and unique. Very different like myself. She goes on to explain she is a wolf, I'm guessing by the way I looked surprised by her shifting. We continue to talk about how I know about the supernatural world and the creatures in it. I tell her my mother herself is a wolf and my father is a human. I tell her about my recent disconnect with my mother due to the lack of being a wolf. She understands completely. I see her search the sky, I wonder what she is thinking. She howls louder than I thought she could because in her wolf form she is still smaller than me. I bet it hurts to shift into something so different than you're human body. While I was lost in my thoughts I heard the padding of feet and realized she had called someone to come help.

When I see this group of wolves I almost ruin what little shorts I have left. I shy away from this giant creature and hope he doesn't tear my head from my body. To my surprise he doesn't. He seems more curious than furious and I was grateful. I see Amalia with a younger guy who is in his human form, only in some shorts. She is holding tight to his neck and I am hoping she isn't afraid for me, that most likely means this male could kill me.

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