My paws hit the ground hard as I ran. I had been running for two days now; occasionally stopping to eat, but I was unaware of where I was. I knew that I wasn't too far because the snow was still harsh but I was unsure of the state.
I continued on, ignoring my growling stomach. However, today was not my day and as I walked over an imaginary line something terrible happpened. There was a sudden crunch, I lifted my paw suprised, only for a bet to swoosh in up from underneath me and hoisted me up. I cried out in pain, it was clearly made of silver that was the least I could tell. My mind was running with options of who had made this trap. Was it hunters? Was it rouges? Panic set in as I attempted to move around, but that only caused the searing hot pain to worsen and for me to cry out.
They were coming. I heard it a howl in the distance and I knew for sure they were werewolves. I cursed, this was definitely not my plan.
I closed my eyes for just a moment, praying they would send no reason in keeping me and free me. Yet I knew that was doubtful. When I opened my eyes there were about 6 guys, shirtless of course surrounding my net. Yup definitely werewolves they stunk. I hissed at the one standing close to me
He was somewhat decent looking with blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. Well built, like most shifters his power seemed to radiate. Possibly a beta? Well that rules out the rouges. A rope was cut and I came tumbling to the ground a little too hard. I hit my head and something buzzed in my brain; I was seeing red. I cried out and that little bit of energy caused me to loose consciousness, but not but not before I heard blondey say "Take her to Noah".
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His Missing Lynx
RomanceMeet Jules; an ordinary, every day person, similar to you and I, except she is a were lynx. With no family left, she has an extreem fear of abandonment; she has become a shadow. She puts on a face, one that portrays a bubbly attitude to the extreem...
