Scars POV
James runs up to me jabbing something in my arm. I turn to him throwing him on top of his son.
"STOP IT" I scream at both of those asses. Then I hit the ground cold.
I was drifting around above my body watching everything play out. James stands up walking over to my body he picks me up putting me into a car and slides into a driver seat.
"STOP IT DON'T TOUCH ME!" I try to scream at him but he doesn't hear.
You're passed out. I turn and see me in my wolf form but this time it's my actual wolf.
"Why now?" I question confused.
Well you were going haywire, but Scar just to tell you, you might die.
"What?!" I scream.
You see James is on the evil wolves side. So he poisoned you, and he just now killed Luke.
"No" I whisper backing up tears running down my face.
You're gonna find out in a few moments if you die or not.
"Don't you die too?" I question her feeling panic rip threw me.
Of course we are one creature. Just then I feel this searing, horrifying pain rip threw me.
My wolf then tells me what I'm dreading: We're not going to make it.
It looks like we won't help in whatever war is coming... I shed a tear right before everything goes black.
YOU ARE READING
Does he love me?
WerewolfI've met my mate, but he doesn't know I'm here... till one day a tramp tries something. That very day I'm rejected. Will this all change?