8. Holy Cow

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The King of the Werewolves looked almost exactly like Nick. Except he didn't have the dimples and Nick's dark brunette hair.

"Your highness."

I bowed down. Since I didn't have a dress on but oh well.

"Hey kiddo. Good to see you again. You know we still have that treehouse that we build near the castle."

"Oh thanks for telling me."

"No problem. And you should go there now actually, Nick is having problems..."

"Oh sure!"

I guess, but I get to see Nick.

The King left the room.

He didn't seem that bad too, and he was actually kind. But that wasn't what I heard in my high school. The high school had different packs from near MoonStone. I didn't really like that district also, they didn't take good care of the students. When I say 'take good care,' they didn't help the people who got bullied and stuff. It was annoying, but who would want to help idiots that get bullied?

I opened the door and started running out towards the castle's main exit.

I knew what was going in here. I've been here before. Well, now I know 2 things from the past. The castle and treehouse. Now I just have a lot more junk to remember. And let me add precious junk.

I walked into the forest.

There stood many oak wood trees.

As I continued walking, I smelled a horrible scent. Well, many scents. Until I heard a growl right behind me. I turned and faced the rouges.

Holy cow.

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