The Bloody Pack

Chapter 2

(Picture of Eleanah)

    After finishing my delicious homemade breakfast, I got into my precious 2019 Mustang GT500. That car was my precious baby and I loved it more than life itself,and I kept it clean and never got a scratch or dent on it. I named him Trent, rhyming with dent. Dents that I will never get, or I will die.

     I put my bag in the passenger seat and got in the driver's seat, turning the key in the ignition while leaning back to listen to my baby purr to life. Mmmmm... That sound never get old, does it? My wolf, Ishka, absolutely loved Trent. Just one thing; Trent is alive. Well, the car rumbled, I do love sounding and looking good. We were the only ones who could hear him naturally, he's in my head like my wolf is.

    I drove to the school and parked outside, grabbing my bag and slinging it over my shoulder. School seems to be more busy than usual, Ishka commented, feeling her restlessness in my mind.

    "Eleanah! Come here!" A shrieking voice interrupted before I could respond. Oh god it's that dumb blonde bitch, Trinity. Trent and Ishka hated her with a passion cause she bullied me every single day.

    " Good morning sunshine!" She grabbed a slushie, throwing in my face.