We Are Werewolves

Chapter 8

Author's Note:

The beginning of this chapter will be confusing, so just bare with me. :D!

I opened my eyes, staring out the balcony window to see that the sun had not risen yet. I smiled in satisfaction. This was a perfect time to go for a run. I quickly got up out of my bed, slipping on some sweat pants and a tank top. I pulled my long hair up in a high pony tail. Finally, I grabbed my phone and ear buds, and then I was out.

After jogging down the 25 flights of stairs, I made it out of the building. As I ran the streets of the city, I couldn't help but smile as Sam Smith, "Not The Only One" played through my ear buds. I loved just about all of Sam Smith's songs, he was phenomenal.

I had been running for about a half hour now and decided it would be a good idea to let my wolf run free for a bit. So that's exactly what I did.

Just in case you were wondering where I decided to let my wolf go free aka the moon goddess, well I did so in the streets of course. I'd be safer in the streets then in the woods. There weren't any humans wondering around in the streets.

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"When someone gets a firm grasp of your wrist, simply twist your wrist around." one of my trainees answered. He was about 11 or 12.

I smiled nodding my head "Correct."

"Wait, Wait, Wait... if we are all werewolves then why don't we go all wolvey on the person.. That'll get them off our wrist." Another boy answered with confidence and excitement.

"One, because you'd expose our kind. And two you haven't even made your first transition yet, so you better learn this just in case you need to defend yourself before then." I smiled.

The boy crossed his arms giving me a friendly yet cricked smile. The rest of my training class laughed at his response.

I taught many training classes. Ever since I got out of training myself, it was the next step in my development. The ages range from age 10 to 15. My friend Pink handles the trainees 16 and up. The gym was placed right in the center of the city. This was of course for safety precautions.

My city was after all full of-

Wait hold on. Please excuse my manners. You don't know do you? Hm... Well lets pick up where you left off. (I'll summarize it just to make it quick.)

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After my moon goddess outburst and somewhat confrontation with Black, he allowed me time and space to cool off. He came back two days later with a moving truck and just as he had told me he would the day when he left, he packed all of my belongs and took me back to the Werewolf City, leaving the secret address for my parents to find me on the kitchen counter. The city could only be found if it wanted to be. I didn't budge when Black took me away since I was so curious to find out what was wrong with me and it wasn't like I'd have anyone or anything to miss here.

Finally after about 3 or 4 days, my parents came to rescue me. After Black explained everything to them, just like I had before when they didn't believe me, they didn't believe him either.

He even offered to let them stay with me here in the city, but he made it clear that I was not moving outside of this city. Eventually after arguing over it for about an hour, my parents concluded that Black and everyone here was delusional and that since they corrupted my mind too, they no longer wanted me as a daughter.

So they left. It hurt me that Black fought harder for me than my own parents. They didn't even threaten to shift, or anything. They remained calm the whole time.

Welp, so that happened sob, sob. And even though my mate apparently lives in this town, I have yet to see him.

So another sob, sob. But in all honesty I'm so much more than the girl I was those six months ago. I got tired of crying and tired of making excuses. And I got tired of being the victim.

We'll I guess I didn't exactly just get tired. Black pushed me and pushed until I was tired.

Black's my trainer. But he's more than that he's my best friend. He was the first person that I met when I got of here. The first one to see the unique qualities in me that no one else including me could see.

He along with the rest of my so called kidnappers have become such good friends. Oh yeah just in case you were wondering who that person with the fifth sense was on the day of my kidnapping. It was Peach, Black's mate and fiancé. I guess that day was so traumatic for me I missed a few details.

Who would have thought that my two best friends would become strangers, that my kidnappers would become my best friends, and that my parents would have become no shows?