Chapter 18

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Wow I realized it's already chapter 18 and the Pack isn't even together yet. This is gonna be a pretty long book 0_0 I'll have to find a way to speed that up XD

But yeah here's some fan art from  ShadowPaw7 (thanks!)

But yeah here's some fan art from  ShadowPaw7  (thanks!)

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Warnings: Lachlan died. He's ok tho

      ~Lachlan's P.O.V.~

       Ba dum





      Ba dum






      Ba dum




      Oh... Ba dum where... Am I?

      


      Ba dum


       Ba dum

 

       Okay take a deep breath Lachlan... Just open your eyes... And try to get up.

         Ba dum

       Ever so slowly, my vision returns, doubled and blurry, but eventually clearing. I groan in pain, harsh sunlight stinging my sensitive eyes. Wincing and bringing up a trembling hand to fend off the light, I smack my dry lips, my body gradually waking up. Glancing blearily around, I find myself surrounded by wall grey cliffs, stranded in the bottom of a ravine. Shifting, I rake my memories to try and remember what happened. All I remember is rubbing from my jerk of a father and his guards, and then a sensation of falling. Guess I ended up in a ravine. But... I don't see any water, and this thing is freaking deep! So how did I survive...? A glance at the pool of blood I'm sitting in, but the lack of wounds on my body, I quickly out the pieces together. Oh. I didn't. I must've fallen to my death. But the blood is still fresh, so I must not have messed up that bad, seeing how fast I respawned. I determine, slowly rising to my feet, groaning with the effort.

         "But that means I lost all my stuff..." I sigh, rubbing my temples in despair.

         That's the drawback of respawning. Sure you get to live, but everything on you is disposed of, only leaving you with yourself and the clothes on your back. Which means, having died in the bottom of a ravine, there's no way for me to get out without destroying my knuckles. Oh what I wouldn't give it have a power like flight or something. I frown, glancing at my gem. I could be out of here in no time. But something tells me I'm not gonna be that lucky. So I'm going to have to look for another way up. I realize, somewhat angrily. But more than anything, I'm heartbroken. Sure, I wanted adventure, rather than staying at home and singing papers all day. But I didn't want it to happen this way... With my dad literally ordering me to be killed. Tears sting my eyes, and for the first time in my life, I feel truly and utterly alone.

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