Bloody Hell

Chapter Bloody 13

It was one week later.

Me and Anferknee were still going strong, with me occasionally trying to get with other boys. None of them said yes yet, but I knew they would come around. Anferknee would never know either.

I was lying in my fold out bed one night, and thought about life. Suddenly, out of nowhere I felt the biggest pain ever, almost like the extreme pain of a bindi piercing my skin on my foot.

I screamed so loud that probably the whole planet heard me. My bones started shifting and next thing I knew, I was on all fours and had fur.

Running clumsily into my four floor wardrobe, I looked in the mirror.

What the bloody hell?

I was a wolf. Was this from my ebola? I didn't know, but I didn't really care either. I didn't question that fact that I was now a wolf, I felt like I had been one my whole life even though I hadn't. I was a pro wolf some would say. Those some being my clan mates in MaZe Clan.

My wolf was really small and weak looking. I was red, like the colour of a redhead. Very classy of course. I also had the word Rybekkah shaved on its side. That was pretty cool. You could see my bones and I hunched. I was obviously the strongest wolf in the world. Nothing could ever beat me.

Next thing I knew, something barrelled into me and beat me.

Bloody hell.