Chapter 9

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Hey the footsteps stopped a while ago, I think whoever it was was just lost. I decided I need to talk some more before all the cleaning that will have to happen after the other pack leaves. Is it not funny that I don't even know what pack they are from? I have never been told, so I just call them the other pack even though there are over a hundred packs in America alone. There is even more that I don't even know about all around the world. My pack is a normal sized pack, but we have lots of warriors, because of this we are well known for our training program. Some wolves want to come and train with us, sometime we let them and sometimes we don't. Who knows, this pack might be here for a week or more. Lots of pack that do come stay for a while most of the time. There was just a loud bang upstairs, I hope everything is okay. I hate it when we have disputes with other packs. There is now some muffled yelling, but I can't tell who is yelling or what they are yelling about. I really want to go and see what's going on, but I don't want to get in trouble again. Last time I went to see what was going on the Alpha punished me for a week. I was locked in the dungeon after I was beaten to a pulp. What is this feeling coursing through me? It feels like an important thing to know about. I feel my wolf try to talk, but it's been so long seen we talked. It seems like she is struggling quite a bit, but has something really important to say. Who knows, I know that I'm really tired and that I probably have a lot of cleaning to do tomorrow, so I'm going to bed. Night, talk to you later. Maybe by then my wolf will tell me what's going on. How cool would that be? To talk with her again. Anyways, bye I'll talk when I can.

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