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Roslyn’s Mark

Roslyn is 18, she had lived with her grandfather since she was four. Her tribe has always been different. They've been able to shift into wolves. They're werewolves. Roslyn had been isolated from her tribe beause she was different, shes never shifted ever. Many have doubts she even carried the trait to shift. She has no scent, no special abilities. Nothing, she was different and her parents knew. They had given her to her grandpa who lived in Miami. She visited her trbe twice up until her parents death. She never returned again. That all changes when her grandpa dies so she has to move back to Stehekin Washington. Her college is there and so is her uncle so everything will work out. Right?

Sin_Writes · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
12 Chs

9

Everyone is now here and we're all gathered in the back. I'm sitting besides my Uncle Bo the alpha of the pack. Only the tribe members who carry the shifting gene are here.

My uncle Bo asks the tribe "Does anyone have any questions."

Some girl asks "So does she even carry the gene?"

That catches my cousins and uncles attention, I'm not gonna lie mine too.

My uncle says "I'm not sure. Do you?"

I mumble "I'm not sure."

The girl says "Well how are you not sure. Do you or do you not."

I say "I've never shifted before."

My family looks at me surprised.

Chris says "Wait I thought she has. How do you know about wolves then?"

I say "There is a pack near Miami and my friends make up most of the pack. The alpha actually took me in before I was able to come out here."

The same girl says "Well how are you worthy to be the next alpha then. What did you fuck your uncle to get to the top. I mean the two hottest boys in town are already talking about you. I wouldn't be surprised if you did."

My uncle yells "Abigail that's enough."

I say "No I wanna hear more. Tell me the truth Abigail."

She says "Well the girls of the pack are curious. You come here and suddenly Hunter stops talking to us. The Fisher family leaves town for a couple days. We're confused and want to know."

I say "Well how about this Abigail."

I lean forward, elbows on my knees. Palms pressed under my jaw.

I say "It's none of your fucking business."

My cousins hold in their laughter while my uncles look at one another.

Abigail shifts into her wolf, I stand. I'm not afraid of her. I've had my fair share of wolf human fights.

My Uncle Bo roars "Enough Abigail. I demand as your alpha to shift back."

Abigail shifts rather reluctantly but the alpha command forces a lower rank to do whatever is said.

My Uncle Bo says "Roslyn I command as your alpha to sit down."

I don't, I stay exactly where I am. Crossing my arms.

He furrows his eyebrows and says "That shouldn't happen."

I say "Don't forget I'm the late alphas daughter. I still have alpha blood running through my veins and I will not bow down to you."

I turn on my heel and walk back to the house.

I walk fast making sure to leave as quickly as possible.

Once I reach my room I grab a book off my desk and throw it. I scream not caring about anyone or anything.

Just the mention of sex makes my blood boil.

I scream "SHE DOESN'T KNOW ME SHE DOESN'T FUCKING KNOW ME."

My breathing becomes heavy, all I see right now is red.

I whisper as my lips quiver "I'm breaking down."

I stare out my window. Anger filled tears sliding down my face.

My god grandpa why'd you have to leave me in this fucking world.

I wipe my tears and run down the stairs. I go outside and open my car door. I hear the tribe laughing and talking.

Fucking assholes.

I get in my car and slam the door. Backing out quickly and driving as far out of town as possible.

Once I get about 100 miles out of town I stop.

I don't have my phone or anything that can be used to track me.

I find an empty road and step on the gas going as fast as possible.

I look out the window and see my grandfather vividly. Except he's not there, he's dead.

Adrenaline pumps through my veins, my chest heaving, breathing heavy.

Something runs in front of my car. I slam on the brakes and turn to the left quickly. My car spinning out of control but damn I have one hell of an adrenaline rush.

My head hits my steering wheel but I don't even feel it. I finally stop spinning and take a deep breath in.

I get out of the car and see a deer in the road. I laugh and the difference in g-force hits quickly.

I grab my hair and throw up. The remains from the dinner and my breakfast quickly empty from my system.

I crouch down and runs my hands through my hair. I haven't felt an adrenaline rush like that in years.

Many teens are addicted to drugs but me. I was addicted to adrenaline.

And now I've relapsed.

I stand back up and stand in the road. Looking at the gray asphalt I smile. Black tire marks are left in the road.

Wait, what town am I in.

I get back in my car and drive for a while. I see a sign that reads 'Penticton Canada two miles north'.

My eyes widen.

IM IN FUCKING CANADA.