I woke up underneath the blanket. I looked around before hopping out of bed, stretching.
Jacob must've tucked me in. I'm still tired...
My wolf nodded, mentally stretching with me before yawning.
I walked to the door and gently opened it, trying not to make too much sound. I tipped toed though the hallway
Damn, why the heck is stuff getting stuck in my eyes?! Do your fricken job eyelashes! There's a reason I have you!
Stopping on the bottom steps, I exclaimed,"Y'know Jacob, I had a dream that I was snuggling a giant plushy but for some reason it was kinda hard. Oh hi random people! You must be the Informers? I'm Mystic, what's your guy's names?"
Wow! They much different from what I expected! Mommy would always say that the Informers were ruthless and terrifying wolves! But they look pretty normal! And those masks! They're beautiful! I stared at them, marveling at the masks before my wolf mentally slapped me with her tail.
Okay okay! Serious mode turning on now!
I looked at them both, tilting my head as the man stared intently at me, or well, in my direction. I stared at his eyes, admiring the lovely, pale violet color. Then it dawned on me.
He's blind! That explains why he's not looking directly at me. That must suck, but at least he has a partner to help him out. Maybe they're mates? I wouldn't be surprised, they look like a good couple.
Interrupting my thoughts, the woman spoke up, taking her mask off. "You probably know me as one of the famous Informer. But, you may call me Diana little one. And this is my mate Cecillus, the other Informer."
Right on cue, Cecillus took his mask off.
Called it. And damn, she's beautiful! Her mate is also handsome!
She got up from the couch before walking over to me. She pet me on the head, causing me to tilt my head more and let out a sound of satisfaction. She looked at my neck sadly, studying the scar before a spark of anger appeared in her eyes.
"It must've hurt... you poor, poor thing." She said quietly before enveloping me in a hug. I flinched slightly at the gesture, but hugged back.
Suddenly, my vision turned black.
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Laid on cold floor. Trapped in cell with other wolf pups.
Huddling with other pups. Doing best to keep warm in freezing cell.
Used wings as blanket to cover small pups around.
Silver chains wrapped around necks and paws... their muzzles... except for me.
At least ten other pups. Different ages and genders. All under age of fourteen.
Coat not thick enough, still spring. Latest pup told us that.
Bad man kept temperature below freezing... laughing as made bets on who would be next to die.
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A Pack of Misfits
WerewolfAfter a horrible accident that left her orphaned and packless, Mystic is left to fend for herself at age 12. Alone in rogue territory with no one other than her wolf, she struggles to survive. Luckily for her, she finds a wolf pup just like her. R...