Story ideas+/ don't read please

Anything's Possible

Thoughts
Dreams
Author Notes
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Picture is of Tokyo Ghoul (amazing anime) but it serves a purpose for my book.

This book is not a crossover!

Warnings ⚠- Werewolfs, gay, bxbxb, and anything else I can't think of, I'll add to later chapters! ⚠

On with the story!

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   He sang as he danced through the woods. The sun filtered through the leaves overhead, washing his white skin in golden light. The noises of the critters and bugs humming in the background.

   "Primal urges spiriting my senses away, 
Foggy glimpses of the boy I used to be." He sang as he jumped over a log. A blue Jay flew over head and landed on a branch. He did a pirouette and let his moves flow.

   "Preyed upon by the lowest of society, 
They're parasitic, 
Demanding your conformity.
Pushing limits, 
Things are gonna get real ugly.
Ripping through the last shreds of my humanity."

   His body did a grande jeté as the woods quickly turned quiet. A growl was heard from his left. He turned with a smile.

   "I'm not but a shadow of what I was, 
And I'm Hellbent and headed for you." He smiled before his eyes rolled up in his head and darkness embraced him.

The growling stopped and out came a confused wolf. Its dark brown fur bristled as its bones contorted and shifted.

A second later a man stood where the wolf was. He took a step forward and reached down, touching the boy on the grounds cheek.

   "Damn rogues!" He growled out as he bent down and picked the boy up. He frowned as he noticed how light weight he was before shaking his head. He wasn't here to pity them. He began walking towards the pack house, to put the rogue in the dungeon to wait for his judgment.

Shaking his head he murmured, "I hope he joins the pack, he looks like he's only 15. He still has a life ahead of him. Though it sounds like he's already bonkers."

   He walked out of the woods with the unconscious male in his arms, and the pups who were playing stopped to stare. He gave them a smile and continued to the house. Opening the door he yelled, "I'm back from patrol and I have a rogue!"

"George!" A woman hollered as she saw her mate. She didn't come closer as customary when a rogue was captured. "You didn't get hurt, did you?" She asked worriedly.

"No Crystel, he didn't even fight," George replied as he opened the door to the basement. "I heard him singing a creepy song and growled, next thing I know he passed out!"

Crystel looked at his retreating form before shaking her head. Poor boy, he has to meet the alpha twins. I wonder if he even knows he passed into our territory. I doubt it, he wouldn't have been stupid enough to do it if he had. After all, the Shattered Fang pack doesn't deal kindly with rogues...

George put the rogue in one of the cells before locking up in leaving, ignoring the moans and groans of pain drifting from the other cells. They deserved it after all.