chapter 2

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By the time I got to the first town       I was exhausted .But I new I had things I needed to get before I kept going. like clothes a vehicle and food. So I stepped out of the treeline and weaved through back yards and over fences .When I found clothes they where hanging on a clothes line. I felt bad for stilling them.But I new I would pay them back after I got were I
I was going. So I grabbed a long sleeve shirt and laggings shifting to my human form and changed into them .It took me a while to get used to standing on to feet again after going such a long way on all fours.


I stepping around the house and on to the road, Looking around at my seroundings. Cozy houses tucked into the woods with fences around the backyards . I had to get going because the pack had probably all ready told my father. And knowing Bran cornick He'd probably already told all the North American packs. That is what sucks about having the werewolf King aka the Marrok as a stepfather .

I've been walking for awhile or so. When I finally saw a garage in the distance I found myself thinking that it was a little ironic and slightly frustrating but the though of being so close to a garage with a man made me panic I keep telling myself that there not the same

breathe your going to be fine . Just one foot in front of the other you can do this.

Forcing myself forward, when I got to the garage I could see a man sticking out from underneath a old mustang. He must of heard me approach because he yelled. I'll be there in a second I wrapped my arms around myself and waited patiently at a distance for him to finish what he was doing.

I was angry at myself , I was never the one to be scared especially over a building it was just a garage. But even nowcould feel the ringing in my ears and the panic in my chest  I was always fearless and independent I  was more worried about other people then myself. But now I was scared of my own shadow and always looking over my shoulder

Some one clearing there throat snapped me out of thoughts.        I looked up startled The man before me looked to be in his late 30 or 40. He had brown hair that was a little on the long side and striking blue eyes that look like you were looking into midnight sky with bitts of gray in the middle. He Stepped forward no doubt getting a good look at my bruised and battered face and the way I favored my left side . My name is Levi what can I help you with ? I'm look for a car if you know a place I can by one for a reasonable price. I would appreciate it he didn't say anything for awhile just stood there thinking .You no what I might just have one in the back you can have . It's a little worn down but I think it'll do. He grabbed a set of keys from the inside of the garage and disappeared in the back . A minute later the sound of a Ford truck roared to live and came around the corner of the garage. The truck was a rusty old light blue single door ford pick-up that looked like it had seen better days.
Levi jumped out of the truck and walked over holding the keys out for me to take . I was about to decline his offer but he held up his hand stopping me before I could say anything. look I'm not  take no for an answer. And plus you look like you could use it more than me But if your still worried about it . He handed me a peace of paper with his number on it. Call me if you need anything and when you get to where your going girly. If you still want to figure something out we can talk.

I jumped into the truck slammed the door and looked at Levi. Thanks about this
You would happen to know how to get to the closest store would you?
About a mile right before you get into town there's a Walmart you'll see it from the road. With that I  pulled out and when on my way.

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