Chapter 5

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Waking up the next morning was a bitch. I was so sore and was thinking some serious pay back thoughts on Lydia. Like maybe burning all her favorite shoes, I threw the idea out though. She would kill me faster then no other. Well maybe not as fast as sourwolf he could probably kill me in two seconds.

Shaking all the thoughts from my head I got up running my fingers through my hair and scratching my scalp lightly. I was heading towards the bathroom to brush my teeth cause I had some serious fucking morning breath. Till I heard the sound of my phone going off ruinging my chance of minty freshness.

Groaning I grabbed the phone and glared at the caller I.D. "Anything I can help you with douche wolf?" the cheer in my voice sounded fake even to me. "Uhm Yah you can like I don't know maybe in the form of telling me WHY THERES A DAMN MINATOUR TRYING TO BREAK DOWN MY DOOR!" Jackson screamed with an obvious lace of fear in his voice. "Okay wait are you talking furred feet horns everything minatour?"

"Yes and I tried to claw it and the damn thing laughed at me and they didnt even pierce him at all!" he screamed. "okay call Derek ill be there in a little." I scrambled to get dressed. I ran down the stairs to my car jumping in and driving to Jackson's house. I got out of the jeep and ran to the front door and saw the minatour just as Derek came to a screeching tire holt, I threw him a sword that had runes that would hurt anything magical, if something plain like claws wouldn't have killed it and in the greek myth Theseus just killed it with a sword then it was warded against things like that. "That'll hurt it alot!"

(ew cliff hanger)

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