Allison Degray,a werewolf gone rogue,finally ends up in a place she can call home,as much as she doesn't want to,but it is the safest place for her to be away from all the dangers of her past experiences.This place is called Portland,Oregon,known fo...
*My breathing was ragged and sharp as I ran through the woods,away in the night from the evil werewolf who captured me,tortured me,and raped me beyond repair.My supposed adoptive father had snuck into my room at night while I was sleeping for weeks on end to touch the hiddencrevicesofmybody,thinkingitwouldpleasureme,whenreallyallitmademewasterrified.*
I awoke shaking,startled and yelling from the memories that haunted me in my sleep of my past life.The whispers in my head,like millions of people,were back in my head,from the PTSD.I hopped out of my large,warm bed to go take my pills.It was still a little hard to find my way around my new house,but I vaguely remembered where everything was.I went down the staircase to the foyer,then across the room to the kitchen.I grabbed a glass out of the cupboard and placed it in the slot on the door of the fridge,watching it fill up with water until I decided it was enough.
Walking across the large kitchen,I stopped at the wooden box on the counter that held all of my pills.Anti-depressant,PTSD,anxiety,etcetera.I was really scarred when I was younger,and I have the marks to prove it,not just emotional.I took my pills with my water and walked back up the stairs to my warm bed.As soon as I curled up under my sheets,I fell into blackness.
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My alarm "calmly" woke me up for the first day and luckily I got enough sleep,despite my problems last night. I rubbed my eyes and went to go take my shower,grabbing my outfit on my way into the bathroom.After my quick shower,which woke me up the rest of the way,I put on my clothes,which was a simple black tank top,jeans,and black converse.I brushed my hair out and put on a bit of simple makeup (just mascara) and hopped downstairs to make myself some breakfast before I go on my way to my first day at an all werewolf school.
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I took my pills and had a poptart(which are the best you have to admit).On my way out the door I grabbed my backpack and my helmet and made my way out to my bike.I put on my j jacket and revved the engine,and it's absolute music to my ears.My bike is my baby,but I also have a car,a really fancy one,but it's not often I use it,unless it's bad weather.Werewolves aren't as susceptible to the cold,and it was about 20 degrees outside and I could feel it,so it was pretty cold.
It took about twenty minutes to get to the school because I lived in a pretty secluded house.As soon as I got there everyone stared at me,like they could sense I was a rogue.People in the area near my bike backed up,for fear of a rogue's reputation,that they are dangerous and should not be trusted,that they'll kill you the first chance they get.I am a rogue,yes,and I can be dangerous,but I would never kill anyone just because.
So far,I already have a bad reputation and people hate me.Just great (note the sarcasm).I swung my leg over my bike and popped the kickstand.As I took my helmet off and shook my hair loose,I felt a pair of eyes on me.It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling though,it was actually pleasant.I looked around,but I couldn't pin-point who was watching me.I simply ignored it and headed over to the large building that was The Blood Moon School,probably named after the most notorious pack in the U.S,Blood Moon.It's alpha is ruthless,Charles Darrow,and his son,Aiden Darrow,even more so.
I've actually heard Aiden goes to this school.His father recently stepped down as Alpha and his son has taken his place,but has yet to find a mate to act as Luna.I've been rogue for about two years now,and I'm eighteen.Eighteen is the age we are supposed to find our mates,but I still haven't found mine.I haven't really been looking though.Okay,so let me give you an idea what the Blood Moon Alpha is like.Aiden Darrow,called the Alpha King and The Heartless Ruler,is ruthless and brutal,notorious for his endless defeats of enemies and carries on his father's legacy of ruling with an iron fist.
I don't know what he looks like,only his reputation,and it sounds like I wouldn't want to meet him either because he kills all rogues he can comes across,a.k.a me.I grabbed my bag from the ground and walked through the crowd staring at me as they parted like the red sea.To be expected when your considered the most dangerous thing in existence.I continued to the doors of the huge school and as I walked in,a smell hit me like a bomb.Manly,like the woods,but with a mix of sweetness. It made my throat hum with a moan of pleasure,my legs weak and shaking,and my core soaking wet.My wolf,Lyla,immediately knew and growled "mate" in my head,which caused me to open my mouth and gasp.I haven't heard from my wolf in years.
I followed the smell and came upon a very well built guy,with a scar on the right side of his face.I didn't want him to notice me,so I quickly shuffled away to my locker,where I put my bad and my helmet and grabbed the stuff I would need for my first class.I couldn't help but wonder,who was my mate,and why have I just found him now?
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