Stronger Together

Prolouge

When I woke up today everything was normal. No quieter than usual and definitely no louder. My small cabin always sat at least ten miles away from anyone, any real sign of life, right at the edge of town near the woods or a beach.

I don't have any friends. I don't have any family. The most human interaction I get is at school or the man who comes to move me once every 6 months to a year. I like to call him Jeffrey. If he does have a name though, I didn't know it because he nevers says more than a few words to me. He stops by and tells me to pack all my things he'll be back to drive me somewhere new. My last move was yesterday morning. I'd arrived to the new destination late last night.

So I walked into this new house with just one bedroom, one bathroom, and a small living space whose other side serves as a kitchen. It was always furnished with everything I needed. It was always beautiful. It was also always lonely. But sleep crept through my body and I gave in to the need as soon as I found my room.

Then, I woke up today and everything was normal. I headed into the bathroom for a shower. I turned the water on and waited for a safe warm temperature. I then lathered my fiery orange curls with shampoo and conditioner that left whatever air that wasn't thickened with steam smelling like a sweet tropical breeze. Then washed my freckle induced pale skin with a soap of the same sent. After rinsing it all off I stepped out and wrapped my self in the towel left for me under the sink.

After drying off and putting on lotion I looked into the drawers of a small dresser at the foot of my bed finding undergarments, a loose black T-shirt, and matching shorts to put on. Then I made my way into the miniature kitchen.

The table was set just as it always was on my first morning in a new house. One side with a big white plate and a smaller one on top, a knife, a fork, a tall glass, and napkins in the middle. On the other side with a hand written note address to me but never signed.

Leslie Rose Sentman,
Nothing new for you by now love so I will keep this one short. You're in the small town of Moonlight, California. All food and necessities should be stocked per usual. Anything else you need you know you can get yourself. School starts at promptly at 8:30 today, 16 miles due east and to the right, do not be late for your last year. Best wishes love. Stay smart. Stay safe.

I'd never known who wrote the letters but I always hated their use of my first name.

Six years ago Jeffrey picked up from last foster home with the first of many unsigned letters and brought me to the first small lonesome cabin. But I never questioned who wrote the letters. I never asked why they did this for me. I never cared. I was just happy.

I was 12 then and the letters were much longer then too. Although I was pretty capable of caring for myself I followed every single task listed. Most involved a teacher from whatever school I attended. And all of them had taught me something important. For that I was grateful.

Now I'm 18. This letter was the first to involve no task but to stay safe and smart. No teacher. No one one to watch over me but me. While I was curious I didn't mind.

Looking away from the note and to the clock in the counter I read 7:32. So I had about 40 minutes until I had to leave. Still feeling a little groggy I started to make my self breakfast. Cut up fruit, eggs, toast, and a glass of orange juice placing it all on the set table.

Scarfing it down not realizing how hungry I really was and I began to to feel anxious. A run. I need a run. I put my dishes in the sink to clean up later then headed towards the opposite side of the room.

As soon I opened the two French door trimmed with white holding clean glass the smell of the cool brisk air hit me first. Then like waves crashing down slowly at first the musk of earth and crispy dry leaves. Then a little bit harder sweet water trickling down stream into a larger body and the fish fighting and moving with its currents. And lastly, all crashing down at once, the most amazing scent to hit my nose.

I was peeling off my shirt before I could decide what it was and then I was off running like I'd never ran before. Towards wherever it was coming from I let my body hit the ground two feet turned into four. A Warmth spread in a sensation all over me with each stretch of land beneath me. I let out a yip as my bones crackled and stress oozed out of me.

But then it was gone. No, no, no! That beautiful smell. I stopped dead in my tracks. And right before hitting the water. I sat and stared at the reflection that rippled in front of me. In the water, a wolf, larger than most and sleek I shape. Fur the color of red wood chips found in play grounds and eyes nothing like I saw this morning in the mirror but instead hazel. Green all around with a burning gold around the pupil. And her heart ached for the smell she could no longer find. Ached?

So I drank from the water in front of me and turned running back the same way I came.

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That's the first chapter guys! This is my first book so I hope you guys like it and keep reading. Feel free to leave notes too!! Thank you so much for reading<3

I'm gonna post the first 5 chapters and then hopefully update weekly on Wednesday or more(:

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