We heard voices and the footsteps of the backup guards but we kept running. The guards didn't know which direction exactly to go. We'd scattered in different directions our primary aim being to get out of here alive.
I knew my bad shoulder was slowing us down. The wound in seemed to sap my energy and occasionally I would make sounds that could give away our location but I knew Cody would rather stay behind with me than leave. He was too good and I was fucking useless.
He pushed us forward and I tried my best to keep up with him, a feat I couldn't even accomplish on a good day, but the poison was acting in and slowing me down.
My shoulder brushed a low hanging branch I winced loudly for the hundredth time and Cody looked worriedly at me. "Should I carry you?" he asked.
"No!" I almost yelled. That couldn't happen. "I can run don't worry about me."
"Let's rest." He stopped us at a tree and I looked at him incredulously.
"We can't, they'd catch up with us!"
"Well, that's also going to happen if you faint from exertion. Come on." He held my waist and helped me sit against the trunk of the tree.
We could faintly hear the shouts of the guards back at the storage house now.
He pulled off his bag and rummaged until he found a bandage.
"We need to save that—"
"Shut up." Cody rolled his eyes. "I'm just adding a little more pressure."
He wrapped a little of the bandage around the wound to make it tighter. It hurt a bit but I kept quiet this time.
"There. That'd be enough till we get the hell out of here."
"This wasn't worth the risk, Cody." I whispered and he sighed but kept quiet.
The bushes behind Cody rustled and we tensed as two figures stepped out of them. Relief flooded through me when I saw they were the two of the rogues who'd caused the distraction.
Their hands shot up when they saw Cody's gun trained on them.
"Hey, it's just us! George didn't make it." The one in front said. I guessed George was the one who wasn't with them.
"The plan failed," Cody informed them. "We're leaving now."
"Oh." They looked at each other. "Well, we found a safer route out of here, you guys should come with us."
He turned to me to help me up. "It's fine I can run on my own now."
"Are you sure?" He asked eying my shoulder.
"Yeah. It's stopped stinging." I lied.
"Well, let's get going." The guy said.
They turned and ran and we followed them.
"The clearing is close; if we can just get across it we would be safe." The rogue said and then I noticed something.
"Why is it so quiet?" Just as I said it a bullet flew over our heads and we ran faster.
Soon, we started to hear the loud shouts and the pounding footsteps of the guards in pursuit. They'd been stalking us and now they've got us.
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WerewolfCharlotte and Cody are the last survivors of a wolf pack no longer existing. Their families and pack members were murdered by rogues wolves. Now, they want revenge. They become rogues in my the hope of finding information on their targets but things...