I step into the forest with one thing on my mind. My wolf won't stop thinking about running. "Can you shut up Mitzie?" I think to myself. "No you shut up" Mitzie replies. "You are so annoying" I mutter under my breath. "Hey I heard that" Mitzie says with hurt lining her voice. "You were supposed to" I reply but I can't help but feel a little guilty. I block her from my mind. I keep walking until I arrive at a heavily wooded area. I pull my clothes off in one swift move. I clench my jaw and control breathe. I shift and feel the usual pain. I struggle with shifting because I'm not completely werewolf. My mom was a human and my dad loved her inexplicably and irrationally. So when my mother became pregnant with me they were both ecstatic. I'm pulled back from my thoughts as someone from my pack sends a message saying that I my father wants me back in pack territory. I pick up my clothes in my mouth being careful not to get saliva on them. I love the feeling of running because it makes me feel free. Free from everything, free from all my responsibilities, free from my father and stepmom. I stop for some water and look at my reflection. I'm a average size wolf with golden fur. When I'm in my wolf form my eyes turn bronze but when I'm in my human form they're blue. I remember that I need to go back to my pack. With a sigh I run to the pack's territory. The wolves on patrol nod at me except for Thyme who instead goes cross-eyed. Thyme is my best friend. She's miniature compared to me. I walk over to a bush and shift back while dropping my clothes from my mouth. Shifting back doesn't hurt as much as shifting into my wolf. I put my clothes on and walk over to the alpha's house where I live. I walk in knowing that my father won't greet me.
author's note: Sorry that the chapters are so short and I'm working on getting a book cover.