Chapter 11. Dark Regrets

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It had all happened so quickly...

After the lights and security camera went out, I shifted into my true form. Their eyes were shocked, but there was some other emotion they held on their faces which confused me. I ignored their reactions and made the first move. They both also shifted instantly, seeing my death look.

And when I give the death look it means I will fight until the end.

"Fox, we can sort this out... we
mean no harm, this is all a-" his words were cut out as I slammed him into the wall, hoping to knock him out but I failed. "Misunderstanding" he grunted angrily. "Please fox! We don't mean any harm!" The other guy pleaded. I didn't reply. I wanted blood spilled because I knew nothing about them was good.

They soon stopped trying to talk and chased me around the room. I might not be a good sprinter but I was strong and master of dodging. Then suddenly one of the wolfs disappeared and it was one vs one. I soon managed to get his neck pinned to him to the wall.

And just as I was planning on ending his life, the door to the side bursted open. I looked to see who it was.

And then immediately I dropped the wolf from my mouth and stared.

"Calm down fox, this pack is good. As you have noticed, I am a werefox too so I can assure you are safe here" He said.

I felt absolutely stunned and emotional.

Then almost every emotion possible waved inside my head, ending on a bitter, angry note.

Then I went to attack Him. He looked surprised, and then he shifted, roaring in my ears to settle down.

I couldn't believe that my own older brother couldn't even recognise me.
Jet.
He was and has been on my hate list for awhile now, and finally I can show him what I am capable of. All I know, is that the power I hold isn't any normal power that a werefox holds. So, they know Jet and they associate with him...

A whole bunch of other guys from the pack the entered the room and started shifting. So much for busting the security cameras. "No! She is my fight, she is stronger than most you so leave it to me" he growled at them.

They quickly listened and stood aside to watch the fight. We circled each other for a few minutes, him trying to reason with me.

"Look fox, we you don't have to attack this pack! It's good! Please trust me!" He pleaded while I tried desperately to get at him.

We chased around different hallways and eventually ended back into the one with the other guys. Then I finally let it out. With all my power surging through my muscles, I bounded straight for him, his neck in mine, pinned to the wall. It was the that he realised what he was dealing with. But sadly, not who.

He realised I had a rare power. His eyes showed it all. I heard all of the guys in the background talking wildly, some shouting to help Jet, others saying to leave us. His eyes never left mine.

You are just like the other werefoxes, vile and thoughtless!" He said bitterly, in a new language. This language I noticed to be werefox language that only we can understand. I slightly remember Jet telling me this when I was young. When he stopped paying me any attention, we stopped talking about it and I eventually forgot it even existed until now.

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