I woke up and looked at the time.
I had half an hour to get to the howl.
I got up, and rushed to the bathroom, I looked in the mirror, there was blood all through my hair, but there was no evidence of what caused it, I must've left my wig downstairs.
I jumped into the shower, washed myself and my hair in record time.
As soon as I was out I braided my hair into messy braids, I couldn't be bothered doing much more.
I walked to my wardrobe and picked out the first outfit that I could find, it was a simple hoodie and workout leggings.
I picked up my street fighting bag, I tiptoed past my dads room, to get to the kitchen, I grabbed a banana and filled up my water bottle. I'm going to be late.
I opened up the garage and got into my street fighting car and made my way to the Howl. As quickly as I could, without speeding too much.
I eventually got there and they were just about to let the public in. I heard cheering as I pulled up my car and stepped out.
I walked in through the back door and almost ran into Nick who was pacing.
"Where were you? I was worried you were going to have to pull out of your fight," He said as he grabbed my hand and dragged me to my changeroom.
"Sorry my dad had a fit, and threw me against the wall, when I wasn't expecting it, and I cracked my skull," I said as I rubbed my head, where I had a headache.
"It's fine, you only have two fights, one is a new new person so go easy on them," He explained and I nodded.
"Sorry for making you worried," I said sheepishly.
There was a tapping on the door and I was called out to the ring.
This was going to be a easy fight.
I entered the ring and I looked at the person, they looked confident.
I got into my stance, and they tried to do the same, but they had it all wrong.
"Hold up," I said.
I walked up to the newby, he was taller then me, but there was no way that he was going to even think about winning like this.
"What's your name?" I asked him.
"Alex," he replied stiffly.
"I'm not going to hurt you, this is how you stand," I told him explaining.
Then I showed him how to punch. "There, that wasn't too hard was it?" I asked him smiling.
"No, thank you, I'm a huge fan." He told me.
"Come to my office later and I can sign something for you," I told him.
He smiled this huge grin at me.
"Do you still want to fight?" I asked him, and he nodded eagerly.
"I'm not going easy on you," I warned and got into my stance.
I bounced back and forth on my heals, he tried to punch me, but I ducked and punched his stomach.
He fell back on the ground.
Alice came out.
"Shit," I heard him whisper.
Alice punched him in the stomach, and then flipped him over.
That's enough, Alice. Just flip him back over and punch him in the nose or something for a good measure.
Alice did exactly what I told her to do.
She punched him in the nose, and he lay there stunned.
We sat on top of him, while the crowd counted down.
And the fight was over, the referee pronounced me winner and I headed to my change room.
"Ohmygosh Night had a heart," Nick said to me, and I laughed and punched him on the arm.
"Was their much money involved in this fight?" I asked my manager.
"Only $100, so you've had better profits." He told me and I nodded.
I collapsed to the ground, my ankle was killing, I hadn't noticed this before.
"I think I've done something to my ankle," I said through gritted teeth.
They both looked at me in concern.
My manager rushed walked out of the room, "MEDIC," He yelled.
I watched at the medic people rushed into my room.
They moved me to a chair and they started asking me where it hurt.
I saw the Alpha at the door, I growled.
They strapped up my ankle.
"We think you've torn about 5 ligaments on your ankle. You won't be able to fight until your ankle heals, otherwise you'll make it worse. How did I even do this? It's not possible.
I almost cried out loud, why couldn't it heal instantly?
I was sweating, it wasn't the most painful thing I'd ever felt it was just irritating and sent black spots through my vision every time I stood up.
They told me to go home, and I did.
The howl was closed early because I was the last fight, and because I couldn't fight they ended it early.
Security escorted me, some of the other fighters and the Alpha, Delta and Beta out to where our cars are parked.
I sniffed, damn, I could smell my scent, my perfume must of come off.
Outside the Howl it was pitch black, the only way I found my car was by flashing the light.
I sniffed the air, it was great to be able to smell the fresh air and I heard the one word that I always hoped would come out of my mouth, but wished it didn't, just then.
"Mate." I growled.
"Mine," I got a response.
I couldn't see who it was, but I got in my car and drove away.
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Heh heh, who's her mate I wonder.*totally innocent face*
Random girl, you better tell me now or else!
Or else what *smirking*
We'll take your cat.
PLEASE, ANYTHING BUT THATTT
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Welp, that happened.
Thanks for reading, of my cats gone tonight I'm blaming you guys.....
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WerewolfWhen ever there's a street fight, Alisha aka Night howler is the first one to know. Street fighting is what makes Alisha, Alisha, what would she be without it? But there's a catch she doesn't want anyone to know. Is a simple disguise of perfume and...