Kassie's POV
Looking at her with a pointed look I said, "There is no reason to be scared." Her eyes calmed down and she sighed. I smiled at her. "You can shift if you want.. If you don't, I totally get it." She nodded. Getting up from the hospital bed, she trotted to the bathroom where seconds later she came out with a towel wrapped around herself.
"Tell no one about this okay?" She asked me quietly. I nodded my head rapidly, silently promising to tell nobody about our encounter.
I probably looked like a stalker because I kept staring at her. She moved to the bed only to snatch the red Doritos I had set there mire minutes ago. I also offered her the water bottle while she ate. Gladly taking the water bottle, she drank out almost half the bottle.
"So tell me about yourself," I said while opening my soda can. She looked up at me and watched as I opened my soda can. Unluckily for me, someone had shaken the can resulting in me getting sprayed with it. "Ugh.. This cannot be happening."
"Oh it's happening alright," she says giggling. I start giggling as well giving into the hilarious situation.
"Eww I'm so sticky. It doesn't really matter that much because I think we both need some clothes." She nodded her head. She was having trouble getting up again so I decided that the best way to get out of here was to carry her. "I'm going to shift and you'll climb on my back.. okay?"
"Okay." I quickly shifted ripping my clothes in the process. I nodded at her and she climbed onto my back. My wolf was a silver gray, a rare color for wolves like white. My wolf has a large, black heart on her right shoulder blade.
I trotted to the door only to look back and see a sleeping Alton. I looked up to the girl to see her stroking the fur on my back. Turning back to the door, I took off and headed down the corridors. Nurses kept trying to stop me but I just ran around them. I reached the entrance and bolted to the pack house.
It takes about 15 minutes, running, to get to the pack house but for me it takes about 35 minutes for a couple reasons. One, I like to frolic in the meadows and smell the flowers. Two, I run around the edge of the forest. And three, I like to play pranks on all of the teenagers. As I'm running to the pack house I start thinking of showing her the meadows so.. I turn around and run to the flower fields. I run to the middle and set her down. I run up and down the fields of flowers until I reach her again covered in pollen. I give her a wolfy smile and then.. oh no... oh no.
"Achoooooooo."
"Why bless you." I lay down and rest my chin on my paws. I look up at her to see that she's making a flower crown. I see colors of blue, green, red, yellow, orange, and purple... basically the whole rainbow. "All done," She says setting the crown atop my head. I sit up making my 2 inches taller than her while sitting.
I start walking to my favorite hiding stop and shift back, changing into shorts and a tee-shirt. I understand that I'm still sticky but I don't really care. I pick out a crop top, my red flannel, and my jean shorts for her. I also grab my hairbrush and hair elastics along with underwear. I lock my lockbox with all my valuables and walk back to her and see her making another flower crown for herself.
"Here, these are for you," I say giving her the clothes. "You can change behind that tree," I say pointing to the tree I changed behind, "Or you can change here. I'll turn around and close my eyes."
"I'll change behind that tree, thanks," she said smiling at me. She got up from her position on the ground wincing slightly. She limped, careful not to hurt her leg further. Her towel fell a small amount to where the middle of her back is. It exposed a massive scar with bruises surrounding it. Her brown, voluminous, hair swayed side to side before resting on her shoulders. On her back there were extraordinary tattoos of tribal symbols. One of which is a rose that sits on her shoulder blade. Her tanned skin was only showing for a moment before she disappeared behind a tree.
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Werewolf"Alton can we go home?" Eight year old Kassie asks. "All this training is making me tired." "We're going home now okay Kassie." I wipe the sweat off my forehead and walk over to grab my gym bag. Kassie is sitting looking through my bag. She fou...