I run. Fast.
I feel my wolf getting a tiny bit stronger as I run through the forest, the fresh air filling my lungs. I haven't left that tiny cell in ten years and now I am free.
It's honestly too good to be true. I know I have to keep moving or they will find me. I continue to feel my wolf get stronger and begin to surface as I continue to run, trees whipping past me.
After a while, I stop for a moment and feel myself begin to shift as my wolf takes over my body completely. I scream out in pain, my bones cracking and popping and I feel my dirty rags rip to shreds. God, it was just as painful as the first time it happened. Hopefully it gets easier the more I do it. I quickly dig a hole and paw in the shreds to hide the evidence of me being here before covering it up and taking off again.
My wolf lets out a happy growl and runs faster. It feels nice to let my wolf out again after I first shifted.
I shifted about a year ago, I think, in my tiny cell and they screamed at me and I shifted back out of fear. I then got beaten and tortured and that made my wolf disappear.
I haven't felt her in so long which is understandable due to everything that has happened. But now I know she's still there which is good.
I continue to run, having no clue where I'm going but that doesn't matter. As long as I get away from that horrible place, I'll be fine.
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I've been running for maybe about an hour, I'm not really sure. I feel like I haven't gotten anywhere.
The rogue base must've been hidden out in the middle of nowhere because honestly, I haven't come across a single wolf pack territory yet. Or at least I don't think I have.
All I know is that I'm not on the rogues land so either it's neutral land or a wolf pack's territory, both of which I find terrifying. I can feel my wolf starting to get tired but I know that the rogues will have discovered that I'm missing so I need to keep moving. I can't get caught. I won't let myself get caught. I can't go back to that hell hole now that I'm free. God only knows what Zane will do to me if he does catch me. I shiver at the thought. I must keep running.
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I think I've been running for what seems like hours now and I'm exhausted.
To be honest, I'm can't believe I'm still going.
I'm surprised I'm still alive even today after everything that I've been through over the years. I know if I had been human then I definitely would have died a while ago.
I continue to run, although I feel myself starting to slow down once again, my wolf growing more tired by the second.
At this point, I don't know how many territories I've crossed. My wolf senses have gotten weaker, become almost non-existent from being locked in my cell with silver chains and wolfsbane injections for so many years so I'm finding it harder to tell. Either that or packs have gotten better at masking their scent nowadays, but I highly doubt that.
I can't tell how many I've been through, I'm just glad I haven't been caught by anyone yet.
I slow down a bit more to catch my breath when suddenly something flashes past in the corner of my eye. Whatever it is, it was gone as quickly as it arrived. Inhaling deeply, the faint smell of wolf hits my nose.

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His Deaf Luna
WerewolfAcacia is not your typical werewolf. Being deaf and kidnapped at the age of eight, she endured torture and pain that would have killed her if she were human. When a fight breaks out between the men that took her and another band of rogues, this allo...