"I don't like this Zeaa. Why are we doing this anyway?" Gray asked in a hushed wisper.
He was pail, skinny, black spiky hair with two different eyes. His left was brown and his right was blou.
"You know she is not gonna sleep till she sees' who it is." Mason nudged Gray's arm.
Mason is tall, chocolate skin, a power house full of mussels and gay.
"Would you both shut up!" Zeaa hissed and looked over the roofs end.
Zeaa had dark red hair and hazel eyes.
A new Alfa king is about to be crownd and Zea needs to see who it is.
Why thay are sneaking around is because this is not there tearatory. Matter fact, this is the wolfbons tearatory. The direct descendants of the first werewolf, sentrys ago. But out of all there is one that get the title of Alfa King.
The title that Zeaa strifes for.
"You up there!" A gard yelled at them before the ceremony could start. All three teens froze.
"Get down here!"
"What do we do?" Gray whispered.
"Easy, RUN!!" Mason yelled and all three jumped off and ran.
Not even to the treeline Zeaa turned around and tackled the gard to the ground.
"Run! Get out!"
She rold her fingers in and thru her fist down on the mans face. Knockout!
Mason and Gray did what she yelled them to do. Thay shifted to there wolf forms to run faster.
Zeaa looked down at the man and when she hurd a wild, gutterul growl that shook her insides, she was faster out of there then Gray and Mason.
Yes thay had wolfs on there tail but thay eventually lost them but never stopped running home. Eventually thay ran into there territory out of breath.
After thay got to the pack house thay opened the boor quietly to the empty hall.
"And where have you been?"
The teens turn to there right to see there alfa sitting in his favourite armchair.
Brown hair, hazel eyes thick eyebrows.
"Hay uncle!" Zeaa greeted nervously. The other tow responded with a bow of the head.
"You are grounded." A woman appears from the stare cases in front of them. She spoke to Mason.
Masons mother, the pack doctor.
Her black hair always in a bun, eyes like gold, thin and intimidating.
"Sorry mom." Mason replied like a toddler when he was actually 18.
"How many times must I tell you not to get dragged into her stupid plans, Gray." He skolded his 16 year old sun. Pack betta.
Big, black long hair bangs over his gray eyes.
Gray looked away from his father. Not saying a thing but he knew thay where not getting out of this one.
"What have you dun Zeaa?" her uncle questions.
Zeaa thru her hands up in sarender.
"Nothing!" she said childishly like the 15 year old that she was.
All if the adults stood together now.
Mason's mother looked to Zeaa's right, to Mason.
"If you tell me, I will alow you to cook and you will only be grounded for a week."
Gray and Zeaa sucked in a breath. He could never go a day without making something in the kitchen!
Gray and Zeaa looked at him.
'He wouldn't!'
Thay both thought, till Mason sucked in a breath.
"We better run." Gray said. Zeaa nodded and both of them where out the door. Gray turnd into his wolf that looked like a husky. Miss mached eyes gray fur and a curld tail.
Out of breath thay stopped.
"You think we are far enough?" Zeaa asked the wolf.
Then thay hurd a yell that probably woke the pack up.
"ZEAAaaaaaaaa!"
"Yeah, no." she said and started running again.
Run! Dududududud!
Nexst chapter will be longer.
