Thomas's POV
"Wake up. Wake up"
Is the last thing I heard before I became conscious. It's dark and I can't see anything. I try to stand up but I fell down before I could. This dark place is moving. I try to remember anything before this place or how I got here but I can't. Why can't I remember anything! I close my eyes hoping this moving living hell will stop. Fortunately, my prayer is answered. The place stops and and all i hear is the double doors over me opening. The sunlight blinds my eyes. Someone jumps in and I smell another Alpha. The other alpha crouches down and lets out a calming smell. "Who are you?"
"The name's, Alby. Can you tell me anything about yourself? Where you came from?"
"I can't remember anything", I said helplessly. He radiates understanding and gives a small smile. He gives me his hand and I cautiously take it.
"Where am I?"
"You're in the Glade greenie"
And with one push, I'm pulled out of the steel cage into the bright light.
Sorry if this is a sucky first chapter. It's my first time writing a werewolf Newtmas, so if anybody has any suggestions about how to describe the werewolfs, you can gladly tell me:)
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Maybe, This Will Be it
FanfictionNewtmas story! Thomas is put into the Glade but this time is different. He's an Alpha but a special one. Things happen and lives are changed forever. Maybe our favorite Blondie will be The One for Thomas. Crossover with some Percy Jackson character...
