chapter 3-Mate

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I wake up to the sound of talking. Man these fuckers just keep on ruining my fucking peacefull day. I growl without thinking. O, bloody hell, they're going to come in hear and fucking anoy the hell out of me.

Folks, they stopped fucking talking, hells bells my day is turning out pretty shitty. I then heard the sound of feet fucking  pownding god dam the grownd as they got closer.

Mother fucker, I must of fell asleep in lame as fuck pack taritory. My day can't get any fucking shittyer. I growl even louder and I hear whimpers from the men, little pusses.

Fun fucking fact I'd rather die before I'm captured again ass holes. A little boy then started crying and I shut my fat muzzle. I might be sadistic, but I can't live with my self if I continue to fucking scare the little shit.

I hear a sudden deaf defining scream and the smell of a fucking fight and a bloody one at that. How wonderful, maybe my day won't be so shitty after all.

I run out of the fucking cave to see if I can get on the action. A filthy ass rouge was about to attack the poor little boy. The small child was crying for fucking help. I pounced on the ass hole. I little bitch never saw me coming. Ha, he should learn to watch is fucking surroundings.   I ripped a meaty chunk of flesh of of his right shoulder. Glorious blood flowed out of his shoulder and dripped from my chin. He howled in fucking pain as he tried to buck me off, ha this ass hole thinks he can get me off his fucking filthy ass back. This bitch is sadly mistaken. I dug my claws into his back, feeling his worm blood flow around my claws. The glorious smell of blood does little to satisfy my fucking blood lust. I lick his shoulder in a rithmic motion, savoring the mattalic taste. His violent thrashing stops as I bite into his meaty neck. Blood poor's into my muzzle as I rip is pathetic as fuck throat out. He falls to the ground in a bloody mess.

The other  wolves shifted back I again covered my eyes with my front fuucking paws. An annoying as hell chuckle rang out and I growled. Thats the same fucking bastord from yesterday. My day just got worse.

I uncover my eyes and gilded smoothly over to the right. My fucking shoulder and back was to a stone wall. Well, looks like I got my self into a fucking bigger mess.

I continued to growl. He shakes his head and says " Well thin, guess you don't like me any more. O well, we still need you to talk to our Alfa." I roll my eyes, but still growl at them.

Suddenly there is a wolf on my back. I flap my wings, grabbed him by his scoff, and took the fight in to the air, all in one fluid motion. I release my grip and start throughing him around. I make sure not to hurt the poor bastard though. You never know what might happen if I'm not careful, hahahaha.

He whimpers a submition and I grab him gently and fly back to the ground where the city pup belongs. Wimps all of them. When his paws reach the ground, I let go of my hold on him. He skimpers away with his tail between his legs.

My curiosity still gets the better of me some times and right fucking now is saddly one of those times. I sigh anf sit down, macking  sure that I rest my front paws gently on my wings, to show that I wouldn't fly away, yet again.

I keep my head up though. I don't need them thinking I'm fucking weak. I'm not that fucking curious, today at least. 'Who knows, maybe next time we'll just fucking kill them.' 'O Bella don't think that really do you?' 'I do actually Amy. They treated us like criminals. I don't want to go threw that again.' I sigh, she does have a pretty good point. 'Of course I do.' An' with that she cut the connection. 

They all tackle me to the ground. I can't get a way. They are using' all of the eliments against me and it's renduring my powers useless. Useless the perfect word to describe me. I go lim as they carried me back to what I believe to be the pack house.

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