At first I wasn't gonna update till August 12th but I figured if I updated would so would Tahstar update He found me. Maybe _salacious would update Ace of Spades. Or maybe BriBaker415 with The Fourth Protector or even kmbell92 with The King's Keeper.
If you haven't noticed then I have a thing for books with three letter titles. Jk its a coinkydink.
But this chapter is dedicated to Tahstar because she left me on my most recent cliffhanger and I felt bad for my readers. GO CHECK OUT THOSE BOOKS when your done with this chapter of course. I promise they are all worth it.
This will probably be my second to last update before school starts but no promises. I also decided to change Storms appearance thats what she looks like except for with the eyes above
Nothing good ever happens after 2 am
-Ted Mosby
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I don't know where I am.
It was obvious that I was no longer in pack territory with the tell-tale cool feeling of security missing. My eyelids felt like thousand pound weights super-glued shut. I could sense I was outside curled on the ground based off the dirt feel under the tips of my fingers. My sense weren't working too well seeing as my usually sharp nose couldn't pick up any strange or new scents.
The wind blew sharply, feeling like a thousand tiny pin-picks causing goose bumps to raise on my skin. Nearby an owl cooed reminding me I was not alone in this strange forest. Peeling my eyes open felt like it drained me of my energy. From what I could see I was alone in the small clearing but I couldn't shake the feeling I was being watched. I groaned as my head lifted from its uncomfortable position of the hard ground floor.
I placed on hand on the grass while the other flew towards my head in hopes it could spare me from my splitting headaches. The crick in my neck wasn't much help to the pain I was feeling and the constant nagging feeling as though I was on show didn't help either.
I leaned up off the ground into a sitting positions allowing myself to collect my thoughts.
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ALRIC
WerewolfHe is dangerous He is cunning He is intelligiant He is sexier than an Adonis He is every mans role model He is an Alpha He is Alric A name spoken of often most in fear hushed voices because He is always around lurking listening in the shadows He'...