Paige's POV
We finally got home from the rouge thing, as we both went up to Dustin's room. I could see the anger fuming in his eyes as he screamed out in frustration, punching the wall. His fist went through the wall, making a large cracking sound.I quickly ran over to him and hugged him from behind. He let out a loud growl as I tensed up.
I still can't get over that.
I knew he felt it this time and he turned around, lightly putting his hands on my waist as I looked at the ground.
"Why do you do that? Why do you get tense whenever I growl?" He asked, lifting my chin so my eyes connect to his. I sighed, knowing this day would come where I have to tell him my even deeper darker secrets.
"Bad memories, okay?" I told him as he looked down. I knew he wasn't gonna push it any further as I went into the bathroom and showered. I got out and laid down on the bed as Dustin wrapped his arm around my waist. I sighed and closed my eyes.
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"Hey mommy, can I go out and walk the dog?" I asked as my momma smiled at me.
"Sure sweetheart, but be back before dark. Remember, your bedtime is now 8:30 since you turned 10 yesterday" She said happily. I swirled and went to go get my dog, Arthur. He was a little boxer/pit-bull with a short stub for a tail. He jumped up and down as I hooked the lease on him and brought him out of the yard and started going down the path next to the woods.
I kept walking until Arthur growled a little. I tensed up as some of the bushes rustled next to me. I tensed as a fox sprinted out of the bush. I sighed and smiled, continuing our walk.
Suddenly, Arthur barked again.
"Agh!" I screamed as Arthur yanked away from me, making me fall. I finally got up and ran into the woods. I ran after him as my knees stung from the fall. I decided to rest in a small clearing and Arthur was nowhere to be found.
"Arthur! C'mon boy!" I whistled and yet, no response. There was a loud yelp on a side of the clearing and I sprinted towards it.
I smelled the air and where I was. This was our border. If I go over it, mommy and daddy say that I will be a bad wolf... I think it's called a rouge. Another yelp rang through the air as I took my chances and crossed the border. I ran my small legs to another clearing and saw some dark figures in the clearing.
I looked closer and saw that they were wolves... True wolves, not werewolves. I choked out a sob as my poor doggy was laying on the ground as his breathing was slow. He looked bloodied as I tried not to sob loudly.
I slowly backed away, scared for my life as a small twig snapped under my feet. I looked back at the wolves, and grey one, looked right at me. A large growl came from it as I moved my stiff legs into a dead sprint out of there.
"Ouch!" I screamed as I tripped and another growl came from behind me. Just then, large jaws clamped around my calve as I screamed again in pain.
The large real wolf shook my small body as my pant leg was shredded and the wolves teeth had entered my flesh. I tried hard to kick it away as the other wolves were circling me. I knew I was dead.
Just as a brown wolf was about to grab my arm, I heard a loud bark come. It was Arthur!
Arthur tackled down a large black wolf and snapped it's neck. I held in my vomit as he did the same to 3 of the others until only the grey one stood left. I was more shocked then in pain. I mean, my doggy is killing large wolves to protect me?!
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Never Cry Wolf
WerewolfPaige Collins is just your average 18 year old werewolf. Her parents left her when she was 14, with her 17 year old brother, and she had been living like that ever since. She is a tough cuss that doesn't take shit until her previous alpha warns her...