Their feet pounded on the ground harshly as she bolted through the forest. Her feet strumbled as they got caught on a log that she attempted to jump over.
She swore silently as she righted herself up so she could continue her vigorous running. The beast growls loudly as it continues to gain more speed on her.
she turned her head sharply, glancing back as she heard the howl. Sweat beaded down her forehead as she willed her legs to go faster.
"Fuck!!" she cursed silently as she skidded to a stop, peering down the cliff; eyes looking around frantically as she heard a menacing snarl as she slowly turns around, the beast nearing her.
Looking around frantically she saw a piece of wood. She looked back at the beast before quickly grabbing onto it and swinging with all her might before the beast lunged towards her, knocking her off the cliff.
Her head bangs on an enormous boulder as she plunges down the steep cliff before landing on the Rocky terrain.
Blood slowly oozed out her head as she frantically tried to breathe, her vision going dark as she gasped her last breath.....
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'FUCK!!!!' I screamed out as I flung the controller at the opposing wall. Fuming as my character from the video game I was playing lost a life. I folded my arms childishly as I glared at the red bold letters stating I had died on the video game.
"Really twilight?!" a voice stated behind me.
Resulting in me whipping my head in that direction, to the irritating voice that is my older brother Darren. The soon-to-be Alpha of this pack.
The second strongest pack in North America is the Blood Raven pack.
Not that my dad is happy about being the second strongest. But what are you gonna do when the number one pack, 'The crimson blood pack,' had been slaughtering everything that breathes that enters their territory into Oblivion?
Like dude take a chill pill already.
I finally noticed I was staring at nothingness, with him looking at me with annoyance only to have me stare at him incredulously.
Taking notice of his dark-haired all messy. His faired-skinned, slightly muscular figure glistened with a little sweat as if he had just come from an hour-long run.
I rolled my eyes at him when I finally
recalled his earlier statement. 'Like really', I thought in disbelief.
For as long as I've known him, He is way worse at throwing a bitch fit when he gets shot, or a teammate in COD gets him killed.
His eyebrows hitched as he continued to stare at me.
"Are you going to just stand there or are you going to say something?" I stated as I got up off the couch stretching my long-tone arms over my head.
I thought to myself, it was about time I got up and took my wolf, 'Ivory' for a run.
She has been scratching in the back of my brain like a damn tick. Like God damnit just shut up already.
"Twilight!!" My annoying brother screamed, I cringed disgustingly as I hated that name.
"You're doing it again!"
I stared at him again, completely oblivious, as to what in the world he meant by, 'I'm doing it again.'
He noticed my confused look as he shook his head, sighed deeply as he chuckled, "Goddess help the poor wolf who has you as a mate." he laughed, as he continued his way to the back door.
"Oh, Dad is looking for you." He threw out as he slammed the door.
I stuck my middle finger at him or more like the door since he didn't see it. As I slowly crept up the two-story mansion. which only housed the Alpha, Beta, and Gamma families.
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Werewolf"You are mine," he growled in my face when suddenly a smirk Grace his face. He grabbed me forcefully, dragging me up the stairs, throwing me on top of the bed, as he pulled out some silver chains. "Even if you reject me, you would never be able to...
