Chapter 2

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"Why are you still here, Aria why are you not at the pack house wasn't there a meeting for some of the Tracker wolfs?" Maddox, my older brother grabbed my arm.

"Let. Me. Go."

My voice stayed strong, and Valentina growled lowly in the bottom of my throat. My eyes were probably a low hazel color, showing I was a Tracker in my Pack. Well, not anymore probably.

Maddox let me go, but turned me towards him, "What is going on."

"It's not important."

"Liar, what the fuck is going on."

"It's nothing, ok?!" I shoved him off me, and made my way to my room. Closing my door, I grab anything that is important.

Clothes, makeup, my Xbox and gaming computer duh, and my scrapbook of dad.

With all of my stuff, I put it all into two suit cases.

Silently I carried my suit cases down the stairs, and placed them by the door.

"Ok, so this is definitely not nothing."

I turn around and see Maddox. A traitor tear slides down my cheek, and I'm engulfed in a hug. My 5'5 to his 6'5 makes me feel like I'm hugging his chest. But it's ok.

"Don't tell mom. She will just make me stay and be tortured by Klaus again. Whatever happens, just know that I love you" , my voice chokes slightly at the end.

He rubs my back and nods his head."Ok, I promise. Dad would be so proud of the woman you become. Your so strong and so kind all at the same time." His smile turns into a sob, and we end up both crying.

I pull away from our hug, and grab my suit case. I rush into my car, and turn the keys.

As my chevy rolls out of the gravel drive way, I can hear a pained howl from the pack house.

And I never looked back.

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