ShadowFallen (GxG)

Chapter 5: 1 Week Later

I rose from the leather couch in the pack house. Letting out a groan I looked to see Inertia sleeping on the other side of the couch.

I smiled warmly at her. I stood up wincing in pain from my shoulder. I wore my sports bra and my black cargo jeans black socks and my hat wrinkled slightly from laying on the side it was clipped too.

I smiled at the scar on my face. "Morning..Pup." I turn my head to see Axe. He was in the garage spray painting some more boards that he sold on the side of Tattoos.

"Got a new board on mind?" I asked looking at the longboard covered by some tarps. Axe smiled. "Yup!" Since some of you young ones can't drive just yet,you guys can have your skating.

"Speaking of which,put some more clothes on,dress in business were meeting some allies today." Axe ordered. I felt a small pang in the back of my eyes.

Alphas are capable of doing that. Even though I am a new wolf that shit still stung. I closed my eyes.
*yes Alpha.* my mind sent to him. I walked over to my loft bed grabbing some more clothing.

I wore black t shirt,over my sports bra,I fixed the time on my cuff watch and put my knife in the holster on my thigh. My bandana around my neck I wore my hair up the pony tail out of the hole in my other hat. It was a black hat with the gold PUP on the brim,with a gold outline of a wolfs skull. It was bad ass.

I smirked putting my other two hats on the nails I hammered into the walls from unpacking. I pulled on my chuck Taylor's and walked out into the garage.

Axe didn't have a shirt. He was one buff buff buff ass man. He had large abdominal muscles with the slight round from the beer he drank. He ran his hand over his Mohawk. I laughed at him. He was on his bike.

He wore bigger black jeans with biker boots. A glamoured sword at his hip. A gold axe on the body of the bike. "Lets go kid." He smirked.

He was 20 at the ending age for werewolves. I jumped on the back of the ride and he revved the engine. My longboard was in my backpack.

We drove along the streets getting a few stairs from other mythical creatures. In this world,the creatures could choose our life style,and any sort of humanly life style.

Including the Nether Life Style.
I never really cared for those two. I was just glad to have my clan. We were on a rural road before entering another twin when a police car pulled us over.

I leaned against the bike while Axe tried convincing the police man to let us go. "You wearing some colors sir and with the gang activity in sorry." The police man sighed speaking into his radio.

I felt a static rising in the radio. I smirked. Axe learned some handy witchcraft. Lycons weren't the best with witchcraft but in small amount our energy helped out a lot.

"Look,were going to a club,these colors are required to wear,yellow is for standing up against drugs." I said to the man. He had sunglasses and a beefy black mustache.

I tried not to snicker at how cliche it was. "Really?" He rose an eyebrow. "Yes,follow us we'll take you to it." I said getting on the bike.

It was disrespectful but I didn't care. Axe looked at me narrowing my eyes before he sighed getting on the bike. As the police man got into the car before he could hit the ignition we sped right into the corn fields.

Seeing the roads we smirked in at each other before skipping one road. Getting on another and entering another city. We laughed about how we got away.

"So...this is it?" I asked we had been riding for a few hours and it was reaching a small chill. The sun was going down slightly. As bright beams of light beamed down on the large skate park.