Peter Pan Ouat Imagines (ON HOLD)

That Time Of The Month 2/2

(Y/N)= Your Name
Words= 1103

You snap your head around and lower your head, making your shoulder blades pop up a bit further, as if you were stalking a prey.

Their eyes watch in surprise and fear, such a nice girl you are, but such a deadly secret you have.

The loveliest of lies have the grimmest back stories.

There's a commotion of rustling bodies and quickened breathing.

You could smell the sweat in everyone's foreheads, it was like the ocean came to your doorstep. You could feel the fear, the feeling of walking down a dark staircase into an abyss.

You let a growl stun the people that were to close enough to you, a chance to move away without you lashing out on them.

"Woah! Hey!" Felix moves to your line of vision and putting his hands in the air so you know he's not gonna hurt you. You could hurt anyone here, not that.. You'd want to *cough Devin cough.*

"It's me, pup." He slowly moves his hand towards his face and throws his hoof off his head, "I know you're in there."

Oh quit the bloody act even I know that.

Your thought must have triggered a reaction on your face, even showing through your wolf features that you were fed up with this.

Someone shook a shaker finger at you, "It's wild!!"

IT???!!

You snarled at the older boy who seemed to hav no knowledge of your being a female?? Does being a werewolf defy this? Who knows what's going on in his head..

"(Y/N).." A voice consumes your thoughts.

Where was it coming from??

Your spinning boggled your brain to the point that you had to close your eyes and lay, paw to paw. You slowly got up and tried to register whose voice it was.

"(Y/N) I know you're in there I can see it in your eyes, love."

A boy appeared in front of you, triggering a primitive reaction from your wolf side, causing you to snap and bite him.

Only, it was Peter. And he dodges that bullet...

Oh no. I think I've just dug my own grave..

"What lovely eyes you have." He chuckled at the joke and reached into the depths of your brain, he searched through your emotions, your moments, your wolf and your human side.

All with the tiny forests in his eyes.

Let's just say you didn't budge.

I'm a wolf. No one tames me except for myself.

You let of a warning growls when iconically, a twig cracks underfoot, how did you not notice someone was close at that to you?

In one swift motion your position is stabled in front of a boy with shakes hands, gripping into the handle of a bow.

Loaded with an arrow.