Chapter 2:

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         As I hear the werewolves leave, I climb down the tree, only to see Angel in her human form, crying and shivering from the cold. My sister instincts tell me to give her my sweatshirt, so that's what I do.

        "Here. Are you okay?" I ask as I hand it to her.

        "I'm freezing! And switching hurts! Make it stop!" She yells. Only when she's forced to is when she switches. So it's not that often.

        "Shh, you'll get us caught," I whisper, "I promise I'll try to get it to stop."

        Even though she's the older sister, it's almost like I am. I always have Angel's back, and I'm always looking out for her. Of course, that's when I'm not in trouble, or trying to get into trouble.

        "Thanks Rowan," Angel says, "You're always there for me."

        "Yeah, I try. Especially when I'm not in jail." We share a laugh. In the distance, I hear yelling. Sister time over!

        "There she is! Get her!" one of the werewolves shouts. Next thing I know, my ears are ringing from bullets shooting at me.

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