The ring

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Skylars P.O.V.
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I walked onto the territory and followed Tates scent. I went to the cages and saw tate on a stool waiting for me. 'I love him.' I thought. Then my wolf Darla, said ' me too. Now let's go near him!' I smiled and to him. He sttood up when he saw me and xmashe his lips onto mine and the sparks fkew throughout my body making my knees weak and head spin. I could just take him then and there, but I had a job. I pulled away and heard him growl lowly in his chest. I smiled and faced the cages that held each of thefour musketeers. They looked disgusted. I laughed annd went to Louis. He glared back at me not moving. "Why are you here?" I asked calmly in a sweet innocent tone. "No reason." I was loskng it my patience was very low and I was not in the mood to put up with this crap. I jammed my hand through the bars and clenched his neck hard so fast you didn't even have time to blink. "Let's try that again. I'm not playing games today so you might want to try to think out your words carefully." I clenched his throat tighter as he was clawing for air. "Very, carefully." I let go and gave him a chance to talk. I gave him time to catch his breath as he was coughing and on the verge of thowing up. Finally, he spoke. "We didn't come here to fight against you. You came to fight beside you." I was confused. Tate jumped in and asked, "Against who?"

Everything was quiet and tension filled the room. No one said anything for a while. Then Tate grew impatient. "WHO?!" Everyone jumped. He was in alpha mode and was not playing around either. Louis looked up slowly holding his throat.

"Against our parents."



Sorry I know its short, but I just realized I have a project due tomorrow and I haven't started yet and I didn't want to just pause because then all my ideas would grow wings and fly out my ear. But I have mo chioce but to right them down. Comment about the twist. Luv you all and yes I will still be writing this story and 'The Devil Within'. Sweet daydreams and nightthoughts.

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