Into The Woods

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Sorry for the slow updates! Hoping to update every one or two days! Thanks for reading!

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Third Person P.O.V for a better experience

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The only thing left from the human was bones, and even those, the Wolves chewed on to the breaking point. They were more powerful now, and they were ready. But, they had to wait for the right time. The Alpha of SilverGlade knew they were coming, so they have to play with their time carefully. Very, carefully. The Alpha came forward with his mate by his side, and watched his pack with cold eyes. He announced the plan, and killed a wolf or two that wasn't up for it.

'Darling, if you keep killing our wolves, we won't have any, and I sure as hell am not birthing u a litter of pups so you can kill them when they don't listen.'

He growls at the third wolf he was about to kill, and backs away. His mate nods her thanks and walks forward to the pack. She was one of the best warriors, and she was gonna train this pack to be like her.

'Or at least the closest these slobber bags can get.'

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Gavin's P.O.V

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Thankfully this time, I didn't pass out. But god, that feeling never did fade. After we stopped laughing we headed downstairs. And their house. Was. HUGE. But the size of the house wasn't my goal. My goal, was learning the size of the pantry and fridge.

It was just as big as I could've wanted. When Milo and I saw how big the walk in pantry was, we smiled at each other and leaned against the wall. We held our hands up in finger guns and smirked at each other.

"Sergeant Simba, the mission is a go, repeat Sergeant Simba, mission, is a go."

"Copy that Captain Frost, over and out."

We ran into the pantry aiming our finger guns all around it.

"Sergeant, the pop-tarts have been spotted, repeat the pop-tarts have been spotted!"

"Closing in Captain frost, repeat, closing in."

We both ran at the pop-tarts and grabbed the box. Milo opened a pack and stuffed a pop-tart in his mouth.

"Mission sucseshful, sergeant." He said, his mouth full, and his lips covered in crums.

I saluted him, and shoved a pop-tart in my mouth. I heard something hit the floor, and Milo and I gave each other a worried look.

We rushed out of the pantry, Milo still holding the box of pop-tarts.

"DIVERSION!" Aaron yells as he grabs the pop-tart box from Milo. Xavior smiles and runs with Aaron.

Milo and I look at each other.

"Save and rescue!" He says smiling and running after them with his finger guns.

"Copy that, Captain!" And I chase after him. 

No easiness spreading. For now.

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Hi! Hope you enjoyed! I know, quite a short chapter, but your getting to know the characters personalities a bit! 

Gavin: You.. dare.. steal.. my.. POPTARTS!!

Author:.... Oh shiz-

~OverRated