The Werecats Revenge

Chapter Thirteen ~ Unedited

Tyler's POV

Shifting was such a discomforting yet amazing feeling. The way your bones broke into place and twisted under your skin was just remarkable.

Now that i knew how it felt, I still didn't comprehend why Scarlett hated shifting.

Running through the woods with the wind blowing through my fur and my paws slamming against the ground was by far one of the best feelings ever.

I turned over to Nikki, who just had her body on the ground. She was laying down. We had been running through the woods for hours, i just couldn't get enough of it.

Scarlett and i looked almost identical, except for our eyes, and her fur was a shade redder than mine. Plus she was a bit bigger than me.

As a child, I never recall Scarlett having this much freedom. She was always trapped at home, taking care of us.

The freedom that i had was something she never had an opportunity to experience.

Nikki snapped her eyes open, they were huge and dark yet i was still able to see my reflection in them.

She got up and stretched her body but i remained on the ground, starring at the view before me.

Nikki nudged my side but i just closed my eyes.

My cat longed for her. Everywhere she went, she left her got damn smell behind and this just drove him insane. I could sometimes feel him trying to claw out.

Nikki shifted behind me, and came back with clothes on her. We decided that in order to keep our clothes with us at all times, we would just tie it around our legs, i hated the idea but seeing how happy she was that she came up with this, I couldn't just reject it.

"Tyler I'm sorry if this is rude to ask but what happened to your parents."

Her question startled me but i just ignored it.

She sighed and placed her head on her knees. "My father rejected my mother when she was really young. He impregnated her then just left her. She was the joke of my pack, everyone told her to just get rid of me but my mother refused. When i was born i guess i got more of my fathers traits than my mothers." She laughed dryly but continued, "My mother raised me on her own, eventually the pack accepted me but because of my looks i was shamed away by the other girls. It was so stupid." She paused a bit, her breath shaking, "One night we were awaken by screaming. My mother and i lived behind the pack house so we didn't really know what was happening. Then my mother went outside to check, she didn't come back for a very long time. All of a sudden, this man came into my room, grabbed me by my hair and dragged me out."

She began shaking at this point, i shifted back and wrapped my arms around her small shaking form, "shh its okay."

"My hair was so long. Longer than anyone's else's in the pack. My mother, she took care of it, loved it. But the thing that made me beautiful was the thing that hurt me the most. There were rouges surrounding every part of our land. They were growling at us. Murdering everyone. One by one. Just killing them. I was brought to a group of men, they were all laughing at me. Like this was one sick joke. The man that was holding me, pulled me up and cut all of my hair off. They were all laughing. Smiling. As if nothing. Then my mother pushed me out of their grasp. She pushed me far enough that i was in the woods. She told me to run, and to never look back. Then she disappeared. I haven't seen her since."

"Do you think shes still alive" i asked looking into the woods. It was a calm sunny day.

She stopped shaking and looked up at me. For once she looked like a girl. Her eyes big and red, tears dripping down her face. Her lips quivering, tempting me.

"I want to believe that she is."

"My parents died when i was very young. The only one who remembers them is Scarlett" i mumbled.

"How did they die." She asked, wiping her tears away.

"They were murdered."

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Well pasts have been revealed.

Thank you all who have continued to read my story although I don't post that often. I really do appreciate it.

Till next time my lovelies.