You, Dwayne, and Marko are hanging out in the food court of The Boardwalk, all enjoying the fresh evening air. Hair stands on the nape of your neck as something barrels into you from above, spilling your root beer and crashing you feet-first into a brick wall. You stand and investigate the damage, realizing how much shit you were going to end up in later. "Shit, Max is going to kill us for wrecking his wall."
Your tail flattens against the back of your legs as the barreling creature lands gracefully on the cold-stoned courtyard. It's eyes are a blazing crimson and fangs longer than your boyfriend's. This was your mortal enemy; an Elder hybrid.
Your ears flatten against the side of your head as you change into a good-sized wolf-dog hybrid. You let out a piercing howl and snap your jaws towards the opposing enemy.
Paul appears out of nowhere, shoving you aside so he could take the hybrid. "Paul, don't." You whine before hearing a loud crunch as the Elder clutches his arm which was now laying at an odd angle.
"Get out of here, or so help me, my brothers will come after you." The hybrid quickly runs out of the food court, sprinting for his life.
"You took quite a hit, Paulie. You alright?"
"I'll survive, girly. Other people don't get the right to touch you or talk to you unless I know them."
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The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Requests open)
Fiksi Penggemar"They're only noodles Michael. Tell me, how could a million Chinese people be wrong." Just a typical Imagines book. Requests are open, just pm me or comment. Can write smut.
