Heartshome333

"Oh boy! Chapter 5 is here. So I started this on October 30, 2012. My bet/deal with you is to have the next chapter deadline around Thanksgiving, so... I can't be any later than Friday, November 23, 2012. Can I make it?
          	
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          	Chapter Five
          	
          	I sat on the black couch in the pack house's Alpha study room. I sat across from the overly happy teenage girl. Sitting next to her are Carrie and Frank. Dylan, Aliana, Hylan, Ryan, Wendy, and Tyler also joined us. Everyone but Aliana was really curious. My guessing Ali also joined because she’s involved whatever this is.
          	
          	The girl drank her tea and placed it down. She sighed. "There are many things I have to say," she began. "Where do I begin?"
          	
          	"How about your name?" I suggested.
          	
          	The teenager clapped. "Oh yes! Very good way to start!" she exclaimed. "My current name is Destiny Kinsley. I am one of the originals."
          	
          	"What?" everyone but Ry's parent and Ali asked.
          	
          	"What do you mean you are 'one of the originals'?" Wendy asked.
          	
          	"What do you mean?" Destiny asked. "I am an original. One of the first werewolves."
          	
          	"WHAT?" we yelled.
          	
          	"I'm. One. Of. The. First. Were-wolves," she said, slowly.
          	
          	"We got that," Ryan replied, a bit annoyed. "But how is that possible? All the originals should be dead."
          	
          	The girl smiles again. "I'm still alive because," she turn back to me and pointed, "of her."
          	
          	We all --- but Carrie, Frank, and Aliana--- gave her a look. "Let me ask you, do you know the birth of werewolves?" We all shook our head. "I thought so. Many centuries ago, the originals started out as six, young witches. The six of us belonged in the Saint Stars Circle. As a tradition of the Saint Stars, when first six witches turns to the age fifteen, the six will join together on the first spring sundown to form a new circle and lead. As Saints of the circle, you must sacrifice one thing wh..." http://wattpad.com/story/1762262

Heartshome333

"Oh boy! Chapter 5 is here. So I started this on October 30, 2012. My bet/deal with you is to have the next chapter deadline around Thanksgiving, so... I can't be any later than Friday, November 23, 2012. Can I make it?
          
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          Chapter Five
          
          I sat on the black couch in the pack house's Alpha study room. I sat across from the overly happy teenage girl. Sitting next to her are Carrie and Frank. Dylan, Aliana, Hylan, Ryan, Wendy, and Tyler also joined us. Everyone but Aliana was really curious. My guessing Ali also joined because she’s involved whatever this is.
          
          The girl drank her tea and placed it down. She sighed. "There are many things I have to say," she began. "Where do I begin?"
          
          "How about your name?" I suggested.
          
          The teenager clapped. "Oh yes! Very good way to start!" she exclaimed. "My current name is Destiny Kinsley. I am one of the originals."
          
          "What?" everyone but Ry's parent and Ali asked.
          
          "What do you mean you are 'one of the originals'?" Wendy asked.
          
          "What do you mean?" Destiny asked. "I am an original. One of the first werewolves."
          
          "WHAT?" we yelled.
          
          "I'm. One. Of. The. First. Were-wolves," she said, slowly.
          
          "We got that," Ryan replied, a bit annoyed. "But how is that possible? All the originals should be dead."
          
          The girl smiles again. "I'm still alive because," she turn back to me and pointed, "of her."
          
          We all --- but Carrie, Frank, and Aliana--- gave her a look. "Let me ask you, do you know the birth of werewolves?" We all shook our head. "I thought so. Many centuries ago, the originals started out as six, young witches. The six of us belonged in the Saint Stars Circle. As a tradition of the Saint Stars, when first six witches turns to the age fifteen, the six will join together on the first spring sundown to form a new circle and lead. As Saints of the circle, you must sacrifice one thing wh..." http://wattpad.com/story/1762262

Heartshome333

"Chapter 2
          
          Picture of Grace on the side --->
          
          Present
          
          (Elsie’s P.O.V)
          
          I looked down at the necklace that still hung from my neck. Not one word of anybody living after the attack eleven years ago. I shouldn’t even be thinking about it now. It will just bring tears to my eyes and I wasn’t going to cry in front of anybody again. I looked around at the suburban town I was in. It was different from living in the city being that the sounds were quieter here than there and the smell of the woods calmed me down. I looked at the kids playing at the playground and hear the mothers go on about the great stuff their kid did today. I felt a lump forming in my throat and had to look away.
          
          “Elsie, are you ok?” I growled and looked up at April. She was the only one to know my real name. Even though my father told me to hide my identity, it was hard with April. She showered me with her kindness and I felt bad for lying to her. I never told her what led me to being by myself close to an alleyway, and she never asked, but I knew she wanted to know. I couldn’t and would never tell her, so I said the next best thing and told her my name.
          
          “Elsie, I’m not going to call you by that fake name so stop trying to get me to” It was worth a shot though. Looking down at my hands, my nerves were getting the best of me. Every other family I was with was in the city not too far from April, but this seemed different. The car stopped in front of this yellow two story house with brown shutters and a porch that contained a rocking chair and rain boots next to the door. The family all came out to greet me and I saw that it was a small family of four.
          
          “Why do I get the feeling that everything is going to be different once I step out of this car?” Looking to April, I saw that her small hands tightened on the steering wheel and she couldn’t look me in the eye. I waited for an answer but never received one. Instead she got out of t..." http://wattpad.com/story/2125701

Heartshome333

"Cassy barked out a laugh, and at the stunned and shocked expressions on the men's faces, she swallowed the hysteria that was slowly building inside her.
          
           
          
          'Keep your head girl.' she muttered to herself, then spoke marginally louder. "Sorry! I can't help it."
          
           
          
          Her dad looked at her with sympathy in his eyes, while the other green eyes were accusing. Honestly, it wasn't her fault, it was his actually, but before she could voice her opinion her father spoke.
          
           
          
          "Please, take a seat." He walked around his desk and opened a window before sitting.
          
           
          
          She plopped herself down in the closest chair and looked up at a screeching noise. Her mate - she did not even know his bloody name - was dragging the heavy wooden chair across the floor, completely oblivious of the racket he was causing. He stopped at the window and nearly pushed it out of its frame in his rush to open it up. A look of pure relief crossed his face as he took a deep breath, his head hanging out of the damn window like a dog. When he sat down, he flashed a brilliant smile at the whole room, and Cassy felt her heart stop at the way that smile changed his face. She saw the way it lit up his face, and she knew, that despite the permanent scowl he had, he laughed a lot, and she wanted to be the one he laughed with.
          
           
          
          Timothy cleared his throat before speaking. "Do you accept the mating?" Although the question was directed at the both of them, he was looking at the man by the window.
          
           
          
          "Hell dad!" Cassy exclaimed. "Could you perhaps introduce us first you think?"
          
           
          
          He rolled his eyes at her outburst, but refrained from making a comment about it. Instead he waved his hand towards her. "This is my daughter Cassandra, and Cassy, this is Alexander Grey, from the Yellow Stone Pack."
          
           
          
          Alex saw her start a nod at him when a thoughtful expression clouded her face, to be followed with a look of stunned amazement. "Grey's son?"
          
           
          
          "Yes. ..." http://wattpad.com/story/174018

Heartshome333

""Fuck." I whispered lightly to myself, desperately looking for an escape, but it didn't quite work out as well seeing as I could hardly see my own hand clearly. I began breathing quickly, short sharp breaths so that I could sober up quicker. I needed to shift into my wolf, that would be the only way I would be able to get sober enough to handle this situation. I stumbled away from Jarrad, walking to the back of the car. He followed, leaning on the hood, almost like he was toying with me.
          
          As I reached up to unzip my dress I realised that I couldn't change into my wolf, because he would know my secret. And I sighed, quickly trying to breath in again, and filter the air around my brain. I kept moving around the car, making sure I was always on the opposite side from Jarrad. I felt myself begin to sober, but it wasn't enough.
          
          Jarrad lept over the car, landing so that he was standing right next to me. I gulped, and stepped back again, but my shoe got caught on the ground and I fell into the car, leaning heavily on it.  
          
          "Hello." Jarrad breathed, leaning into me. "You smell, divine. Almost like what a mate should smell like." In the moonlight, he looked deranged. Fear spiked through me, as I noticed his canines elongate and his eyes turn black.
          
          There was no way in hell I was letting him mark me though. I brought my foot up and kicked him in the hip, making sure I hit him hard enough that the spikes on my shoes did some serious damage.  
          
          "You stupid bitch." He screamed, holding his side as blood gushed down his leg. Too quickly it stopped, closing up completely.  
          
          "You will pay for that." He growled and he lunged at me. I stumbled out of his path, but before I could make any serious ground his hand shot out and tangled itself in my hair.
          
          He gave a hard yank and I fell down, landing on the hot cement. My legs splayed out under me, and I looked at Jarrad fearfully, knowing too well what was going..." http://wattpad.com/story/3096820

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