**Okay I really know some of you hate these author notes but that last chapter won't make any changes that I made to it. Maybe it's me and my version or what I don't know but I'm apologizing for any errors or contradictions you may come across. That chapter was set 4 years later so she would be ten. Okay on with the story lol.. thanks again for reading, hope you enjoy. XOXO TJ.**
I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling, most people needed an alarm clock to be up at this unnatural hour but it was ingrained into me to be awake. The sun wouldn't start to come out for at least two more hours and the stubborn part of me wanted to be selfish and stay in bed for a little bit longer but I knew that I couldnt.
Sitting up and stretching a little, I climbed up from my floor. I still had the mattress but the ratty old blanket was thrown away a long time ago, personally good riddance to the damn thing. I grabbed my towel and a change of clothes before walking silently down the hall.
I glanced around I didn't see anyone, I couldn't hear them and I certainly couldn't smell them, smirking and praying that I wouldn't get caught I ran out the back door and through the woods to the small river bed that ran through the middle of our, sorry their pack land.
Setting my things on a near by rock I glanced around, feeling my wolf come forward I used her eyesight and other senses to make sure that no one was around for miles. When the coast was clear I shed my clothes and slipped into the water, the coolness felt great against my skin and for the second time today I wished that I could just relax.
Knowing it was impossible I quickly washed my hair and body, savoring the little time that I had before I raced out of the water and to the clothes and towel I left on the rock. Drying myself quickly and getting dressed, balling up my dirty clothes I ran for the house.
I listened for movement around the house before I quickly slid back inside, throwing my clothes into a pile in my room I ran to the kitchen and threw breakfast together.
Since learning how to cook I was left making all the meals except for lunch and that was only when i was at school. I made everyone's favorites and made sure that the snotty bitches of the pack also had their weight shakes made. I curled my nose at them, seriously we were wolves we had the stamina and strength to work off any fat we may gain if our metabolism didn't burn through it first.
Once the counter tops began getting full, I walked into the dining area and began setting the table, I spread out little bits of everything all through out the table, making sure that it didn't matter who sat where that they had something they liked to ear within arms reach.
Once the table was loaded with enough food to feed a small country I went to the kitchen and made sure it was all clean. It was easier to clean dishes you used and wipe counters as you went rather than doing them all afterwards, at least for me it was.
I still had a five mile hike to school and I liked leaving well before everyone was just getting up. I made the mistake to leave late one morning and ended up attending school in muddy clothes that smelt like road kill.
The Alphas good for nothing son and his whore of a girlfriend went driving past me and decided to run through a mud puddle just right to where it splashed all over me. I couldn't go back home and change or else I would be late for school and if I was late I would be beat.
It wouldn't have really done me any good because I'm not allowed to shower in the pack house. I'm supposed to use the showers at the school before or after gym and that's the only time. Well the one thing that sucks? They don't offer gym class at my school after you hit fifteen.
It's when your wolf matures enough that we don't need the extra training outside of what our packs offer. Unfortunately for me, those rules didn't apply either, I was not allowed to be seen around the pack training center, period. I once tried going in there to lift weights and someone spotted me, I didn't see them due to the thickness of the room I couldn't smell them and they saw me through a small window just outside.
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The Champion
WerewolfSonya Blackwell knew turmoil inside and out, taken to the Blue Moon Pack at the age of 6 and by the age of 8 people started bossing her around, punishing her and making her doubt the roots in which she came from. At the age of 12 she gains an unlike...