The next morning, I awoke to find myself in the library. I smiled as I moved the open book from my lap onto the seat that I was sitting in. I stood up and walked into my bedroom. It was only 6:30, and I climbed into my bed to sleep for another 30 minutes.
I woke up around 9 o’clock, and I rushed downstairs to find my dad, but he was nowhere in my line of sight. I sighed as I noticed that the car was gone. I pulled out my phone and texted him angrily.
I like how you left me home. Thanks.
I walked to the freezer and grabbed a tub of ice cream. I strode into the living room and turned on the television. The ice cream froze my fingers as I dug my spoon into it, and I finished most of it before I even found a good enough television station to watch. My dad responded saying that he thought that I needed a day of rest after going transformation-crazy the previous night.
I knew that he was right, but I didn't want to raise any suspicion by missing this much school. Regardless, I was just grateful to have a day to myself for relaxing. This meant that I could go out exploring the woods, and practice transforming more. With this thought, I grew excited. I put the remaining bit of ice cream in the freezer, and I walked through the front door to the woods surrounding the house.
The dawn was quiet, and my eyes scanned the area for anything out of place. I breathed deeply and smiled. Now I really was paranoid because of Alex. I found my way back to the lake, and I sat at the shore. I watched the sun dance behind the thick fog of clouds as I lay back on the dock.
“Enjoying yourself?” I heard a voice say from above me.
I looked up to see Aiden.
“You got a day off too?” I asked.
“Your dad didn't want you wandering off into the woods alone and getting killed,” he answered.
“Well, he’s very optimistic, isn't he?” I laughed.
“Very.”
Aiden lay down on the ground next to me.
“Can we work on techniques for fighting today?” I inquired hopefully.
“Sure, but I want to teach you ways to fight without you having to shift, because there are more strategies that you can use.”
I nodded and sat up.
“Let's start!” I laughed.
“What weapon do you want to learn with?”
“Knife?”
He disappeared for half of a second, but returned quickly with a knife.
“You have to be really careful with this, got it?”
“Of course. Careful is my middle name.”
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War of the Wolves
Science FictionAlex thinks that she's a normal 17 year old girl when a tornado hits her apartment complex. As things begin to go from bad to worse, her father decides to finally let her in on a little family secret - she's a werewolf. Alex struggles to let that si...