His Evil (Most Likely Abandoned)

His Evil ~ 2

 I normally write my books on paper first- but I don't feel like it- so if its bad, take it up with your own book before you tell me whats bad! But hey, if you have any sugestions on how to make my book better and not telling me i suck at writing ('cause I do) I will take them! 

Thanks, I just wanted to get rid of the haters a head of time, those nasty buggers can bite and I don't want to be scratching at my arms. Better to use bug spray first!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy! Please keep in mind that my story is taking a darker side then the light butterflys in the stomach. It's more about hell, and a hell wolf. 

The wolves (if you shall call them that-) are more in a spiritual level and are almost exactly like they should be in the wild. If you don't prove your place in a pack, you are going to be picked on, possibly even killed.

Enjoy the wild!

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 Times like this had Ani hating the fact she was born into a house with the gene of beasts. Thats what they were to her, beasts that came from the wild. Animals belonged in the wild or in captivity, not out and about living with humans- but thats what werewolves did.

They lived along side the blind humans who's only focus was money, sex, or family. Ani hated the fact that humans didn't have to worry about if they were going to get killed by their own family member or classmate, or abused so bad that you couldn't walk for a week.

As a wolf- she had to put up with the abuse because like an omega, she was the punching bag, but worse. And while she knew that she had to fight her way for a place in the pack, it was not her fault.

It was her name, her freaky, never used name that got her below an omega. Shivani. What kind of name was that?!

In the werewolf world, your parents didn't decide your name, the spirits did. The Moon Spirits. 

Not everyone in you family was born a werewolf, even if you had the genes. All you needed was the tiny bit of blood from past wolves in your genes, or, you were bit- but that was almost impossible. The Moon Spirits, they decided your name.

Your name was your first word when you turned one. When you recieved the gift to shift. You could have all the blood of a werewolf in your system in the world- you needed the spirit to shift. 

Ani groaned, rolling her shoulder to get rid of the ache. Times like this, she wished she could shift. Her Alpha, Alpha Eli Kane, used his power that all Alpha's had, the Alpha Command, to stop her from shifting. 

If she couldn't shift, she couldn't heal. 

Sighing, the ache seemed to simmer away as Ani held herself up by the sink. That logic never seemed to stop her from healing and she had absolutly no clue why. She could heal almost twice as fast as a normal wolf- and that wasn't normal. She shouldn't be healing at all.

The bell rang loud, a shrill sound that had Ani wincing. The school was meant for werewolves- and the bell was made so that it wasn't loud for them, but yet again, that logic didn't work either. 

She thought back, what class was she in again? 

When her stomach made an appearence, she sighed. Lunch, she had missed lunch, so that mean't she was in history. 

Ani fixed herself up one last time, pulling on her hoddie so that it covered her butt, grooming off her black tights, and tightening her brown hair in her ponytail, then headed to class.