^Camilia Walker^
Cami pov.
"Run away with me." Hand out toward me, my best friend looks anxiously over his shoulder. "Cami, are you coming?" I stare shocked at him then snap out of my trance and say, "Hell yeah!" Together we ran away from the world and all our problems and lived happily ever after...the end.
No, I'm just joking. That's not really what it went like and we did come back...we always do.
Now...
"Jay!" I whisper yell, while throwing another pebble at his window. The window opens soon after and reveals a very excited Jay dressed in our usual black 'hunter' hoodie...just like me. And black combat boots with some black jeans. He hops down from his second story window, his electric blue hair bouncing in the moonlight. "Looking good, mr. Peters." I say and recieve a wink in return. "I don't even have to say it, miss Walker." He softly laughs and kisses my temple. "I missed you." He softly mutters and wraps his long, strong arms around my torso, hugging me close to him and nuzzling my neck with his nose. "You're my mate...I'm positive about it." I smile lovingly at him, "I hope so too." "Jo, doggys. I say let's get this show on the road. Aria, Damon and Robby are already there, waiting so...let's go!" "Oh, cut it out, Beth. You just wanna see Robby." I smile smugly at her reaction, which is her mouth hanging open. "What are you talking about. I just miss you too all my friends." What she doesn't notice is that she puts too much pressure on the word 'all', making it obvious that she's lying.
[In forrest later the night.]
Dean pov.
Running free in my black alpha wolf form is one of the best things ever. Grant, my wolf, loves to run at this time of night. Only other people that are out here are usually either the creeps or other wolves like me who enjoy the peace, freedom and quiet. But it's rare to come across other wolves here that like peace and quiet.
'Hey, Dean. Do you think our mate will like us?' Grant asks out of the blue.
'I'm sure she will. I mean we are so amazing and lovable who wouldn't?' I answer him.
'Yeah, I guess you're right. We are pretty awesome aren't we?' He laughs nervously, pacing around in my head.
'Yeah, why do you suddenly ask?' I question.
'I donno. It feels like I can sense her-' he shuts up as a twig snaps behind a huge bush infront of us. Straightening up and perking my ears to listen better I hear multiple pairs of paws running by in a group. Maybe one or two wolves.
'Rogues?' Grant asks.
'No, they're locals. I just can't connect to them.' I say confused.
'Let's follow them!' Grant exclaims excited.
'Yeah, okay.' I agree.
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Sorry for the short chapter. Next chapter will make more sense and be much longer...promise.
-Winter Summers.
