From the shadows comes a wolf, yet he's no ordinary predator. He moves to block her escape, staring with hungry eyes. The only sound is his breathing, nostrils flaring as he takes in her scent. He curls up his gums to reveal yellow stained teeth and...
There was something different about today and whatever it was he didn't like it, the sun was out but one glance at the darkening horizon was enough to disquiet him.
The ominous blanket of rolling ash coloured clouds, the charge of electricity in the air and not to mention his dreams over the last few days.
Something was coming.
Something bad.
"Watch out freak!" A voice yelled before a soccer ball collided with his face.
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Noah lifted his head, a little bewildered as he searched for the culprit.
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Jensen Moore, the college bad boy and all around fucktard.....he should've known.
"What the hell was that?" Noah exclaimed, lifting his arms in exasperation.
"Maybe it'll knock some sense into you freak.' Jensen guffawed, the rest of his minions joined in as Noah narrowed his eyes.
"Stultus! a libero lobortis!" Noah sneered as he grabbed his backpack and stalked away in the opposite direction before he did something he would regret.
"What did you say freak?" Jensen shouted after him.
Oh it was so fucking tempting to turn this fucking dipshit into a pile of ash, he was about to spin around and hurl another insult when a familiar voice called out to him.
"He's not worth it Noah, just ignore him." Jax placed a hand on his shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"Your boyfriend coming to the rescue again freak, can't fight your own battles?" Jensen sported a malicious scowl as he again attempted to push Noah to his breaking point.
"He's not my boyfriend you absolute fucking dullard."
"I'm not a fucking bird freak! Is that the best insult you can dish out, what a loser." He threw his head back, slapping his muscular thighs as his minions hung on his every idiotic word.
"Oh my fucking God you're so stupid that it physically pains me, dullard isn't a bird! It's an insult you slow bastatrd, it originates from the middle Dutch dullaert and if you still ain't catching my drift you complete waste of air it also means in simple terms dingbat, drongo, knobhead and my personal favourite asshat!"
