Turned in

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I run at an inhuman speed looking at the prize in my hands. I smile and keep running leaving the cops in the dust. I shift into a pitch black wolf with some odd dark blue markings on my face and white glowing eyes once I enter the forest. I trot back into my camp and drop my prize  they turn to me and shake their head “carbon you can't keep doing this you will be caught” my alpha scolds with a growl. “alpha I won't be caught if I'm not turned in, and you won't. Right?” I say Confused because usually nobody is waiting for me when I return and they usually don't care if I’ve stolen something. My alpha looks down as I say those last words “sorry ” he says in a low whisper and looks at the people now forming a circle around me.

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