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Sienna's POV
"She went this way!" Someone yelled, running through the woods.
I kept running, ignoring the branches and tall grasses hitting my body. I panted, my feet getting tired.
I was tired, but I couldn't stop. If they caught me, then I was as good as dead. I rested behind a tree, trying to catch my breath.
"I see her!" One of the men shouted.
"Shit!" I groaned and continued running.
Please help me. Moon Goddess. Please. I didn't....I can't anymore. Please.
A sharp thorn from a plant scratched my knee, and I yelped.
"Goddamn it!"
"Find her!" One of the men yelled. They were closing in on me.
I needed more time. I couldn't face them. They would kill me.
"Dear goddess, what do I do?" I murmured, and closed my eyes for a second.
I transformed into my wolf form, it was the best chance I had now and I opened my eyes.
My wolf was a bright red with white undertone fur. My wolf was bigger than the regular teenage wolves and I started to run, howling with the moon.
Half of the men picked on my scent and they transformed also, dashing through the forest like mad animals. They were the Midnight Syndicate assassins. Some were humans, and the others werewolves like myself but they all had one thing in common. To get my head.
I should have never been found this quickly. I had been very careful, making sure to never stay in one place for more than a night. Yet, somehow, they had tracked me and worse I was weaker because of my monthly flow.
Someone must have betrayed me, but who?
I had cut all connections.
Who could have done this to me?
Their howls grew louder, making me shudder as I pushed forward.
I can do this. I just have to make it to the border. Faster Sienna.
They kept gnawing and I was beginning to lose my pace. I noticed them catching up by my side, snarling their teeth ready to dig into my skin.
The other men followed in their bikes.
How did they...?
My heart raced with fear and I charged myself to run faster.
Moon Goddess. I need help. Send me help, please. If you can hear me!
The men laughed, driving their bikes. "We've got you now."
One of them neared me stretching his hand to grab me and I snarled. He chuckled, and aimed again. When he couldn't get me, he brought out his gun, cocking it.
I had to act quickly.
Think, Sienna. Think.
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