Only one word could be used to describe this madness.....Chaos.
All around. People were fighting our 'protectors' aka police officers in the real world. I felt my shirt being tugged and next thing I know I was being pulled behind a man who was named Greyson.
I remember giving him food that I didn't have to spare. He said he would always help me out if I ever needed anything. I guess that time is now.
My body was shoved and pushed against other people as the crowd moved angrily. All the commotion ceased when an earthquaking growl erupted. Everyone turned to look at the glowing eyes moving in the dark.
While everyone was distracted, I went to hug my brothers.
"I left a note under my pillow. Please be careful and stay safe." I gave them a tight lipped smile, trying to keep the tears from rushing down my face.
They nodded in confirmation. We exchanged I love you's for what could be the last time. Hands grabbed me, dragging me to the front of the crowd and into the woods. I watched as the lights faded and people became tiny ants in my vision before I was knocked out.
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___________"WAKE UP."
I jumped at the loud shout. The scent of burning wood pierced my nostrils. I felt a tight rope digging into my skin. I blinked a few times to clear out the blurriness in my eyes. The men behind us setting us free from our restraints.
"YOU WILL HAVE A 90 SECOND HEAD START." A scrawny man said.
Once we heard the howl, we took off. The Hunt had begun.
Some decided to part from the group while the rest of us planned to stick together. The remainder of us took took off running, putting the younger ones in the center.
I took the front while 3 other people covered the sides. The sound of paws hitting the ground and a scream following afterwards made me flinch. I shook my head, I had to stay focused. It would be the only chance that we have to escape.
We would be to go undetected if we could mask our scents. I searched for mud and fortunately I found some. I pointed towards it and started rubbing some on me. The others followed as well. Another scream filled the air, but it sounded a lot closer than the first.
I stopped and motioned toward a tree and we all started climbing. Once everyone was settled, I climbed up and perched on the branch next to Henry.
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Werewolf(REWRITING BUT ON HOLD ATM) •Chapters with [ ] have been edited• Every 50 years there is The Wolves Hunt. Beasts would take the 15 sacrifices and lead them to their grounds where they'd become nothing more than a source of entertainment. Human live...