Chapter Eight

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*Sophie's POV*

Running, that is all I've ever known, run from my friends, run from my family, run from anybody trying to hurt me. Being alone is so hard but at least I know who I am.

Shifting into my great white wolf and looking at my reflection in the river next to me I see the reason my mother told me to run, A black paw-print stood out directly in the centre of my forehead. It shows I am one of the four destined wolfs. 

Every one of us has a Latin statement that shows our prophecy, in our age order youngest last going up the older you get is where our passages lay. I am the youngest, then my sister as my mother told me the day I ran. I was 12 when I left so I had already had my first shift and knew about my sisters wolf before me. And finally the two males who are destined.

My passage is: Hic caelum et terram cadit interierit, non consurgant cadent et lupum

It translates to "Here as the sky falls and the earth dies, he will rise and his wolf will fall"

I have no idea what that means. Who is "He"? All I know is that "He" is a shifting wolf and will be great and powerful by losing his wolf in the process.

Seeing my shared cabin in the woods with Erin, a female warrior wolf who was abandon in the forest as a baby I smell something strange. I can smell my self (Maple syrup) and Erin (Caramel)  in the house but also two new smells. One is distinct lemon smell and the other of fresh cut grass.

"Well hello Sophie, nice to meet you" The one with scent of fresh cut grass.

"We want to have a little chat with you, if that's alright" The one with the lemon scent said holding a large baseball bat in one hand and a small brown paper bag in the other one.

"Shit!!" As soon as I say that I get knocked unconscious and can only see a black abyss.

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