The Pack's Girl

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w animal aggression, lust and shapeshiftin

ith ca

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bered r

n blood. Blood which wasn’t

es were thick with it making them nearly solid in the chilly morni

those chasing me. I co

ock and hit my head so hard against a tree t

he top of my forehead now bleeding down my face. I drug my wrist

nning from anymore but the fear t

ng me. It’d been days and I was so hungry my stomach was cramping and felt as though

trees so fast I couldn’t tell what it was. It stopped in-fron

as covered in

at was easy to deduct. And his ey

oking at him that men were

even as he dropped somethi

aring from his touch. Realizing it was a clo

ne. Scared off by me screa

t the one

ied to be kind to me but I was so high strung and disgustingly matted wi

and realized he was still out there. R

could curr

n a tree. Woke before the sun had risen by

e. Scratching my leg in the pr

rel and sunk my teeth

ut I was too weak from shock and

l me if I tr

was not very fast and had no skill in running animals down. I didn’t understand how or why th

atever I was before…

lways brou

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ed it was probably that same muddy man that had give

left me t

had an all

ion was, what did

for free. I rememb

alled to where I’d

gh the trees a bit away

uneasily. Th

e that was kind.

left caught my eye and I y

my path made me turn left and run straight that way. Hear

e on m

y I ran as hard as I could until coming to a wall. Stoppi

n it I edged that way but fou

shadows of the afternoon but sa

s pounding in my ears so loud I wasn’