A/n photo not taken by me. I wish.
Today I would finally ask/tell Preston about my dreams. As I was planning how to do this, he walked into my room.
"What shirt size do you wear?" He asked me.
"Adult small, why?" I answered. Instead of answering me though, he just rushed out of my room. When he came back, he had one of the original fire hoodies with him. I chose this time to mention the dreams. "Hey, so I've been having these dreams lately, and you're in them, along with recently another guy. Any ideas on what it means?"
"Well, what are the dreams, and maybe I can help." He answered. I told him all the details except for the fact that I was a fox in these dreams, and he looked confused at first. Then, "In what form are you during these dreams? I've actually had similar ones, but I've only seen Vi-, I mean, one other guy there."
"A... fox. Why?" I said.
"Because in all of them, there's always a fox. Is that you?"
"Maybe... did it look like this?" I ask. Then, I immediately turn into a fox and look up at him.
"Yeah, that's you then. Please turn back again, that looks really weird."
"Ok," I say once I'm normal again. "Please don't tell anyone about my whole fox form thing, including whoever it is that is also in the dreams. I don't want to be labeled a freak."
"It might not be that easy. In the dreams, I have fire, right?" I slowly nod. "The other guy can read minds. That's why he caught you that one time."
"Who is he?" I ask.
"In your next dream, why don't you ask him? You don't have to say anything you know. Also, he thinks you're a male fox, not a female. So you should probably correct him on that. And also, just warning you, he's trying to take all responsibility for you, so don't hurt yourself on the way."
"Okay... well, anything else to warn me about?"
"Yeah, he may or may not try to make you his pet... and it may or may not have been my idea..."
**Dream**
I finally found them. They were in the same spot as usual, I just wasn't used to finding it from Preston's house instead of the orphanage. I walked up and gently hit Preston on the arm. Glancing down, he nodded, and got the other guy's attention. The guy looked at me, and pulled me towards him. I glare up at him and think 'I'm not your pet, I'm Preston's adopted daughter. Also, what's your name?'
'I'm Vikk, and what do mean you're Preston's adopted daughter?'
'I mean that I'm actually a teenage girl who was adopted by Preston.'
'Oh,'
**end of dream**
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Adopted by The Pack
FanfictionAshley is a 14 year old girl who has been living in an orphanage since she was 8. When she was seven, her parents departed from this world, leaving her behind. I know there are a lot of these out there, but I'll try to have mine different. Highest...
