Thrasios Bruse Cedh

An elementary aged wolf raised by humans. Everything changes after his first shift. A continuation of "Alpha Lilly". You can read it without reading the first but you'll know the characters better if you read them in order. The next book will be "Raised By Wolves" a werewolf pup adopted by wild wolves so check it out when it becomes available. Story excerpt "I was found bleeding in the road. They took me to the hospital and saved my life." I say "What were your wounds?" He aks. "Nope my turn. What is this place?" I ask knowing I'm testing his patience but he is obviously boss here and I want answers. "My pack." He answers "your injuries?" I dont know how to answer that so I turn away from him. I dont know what hurt me only the marks it left. "Answer ME!" His words make me stiffen and I feel my hands reach for the bottom of my shirt. I slide it off and turn to the man. A stand there chest exposed. I'm boney from lack of food and brushed from my foster father and brother. Amid all the fresh brusing three white lines stand out stretching from my shoulder to my hip. "This is what they were healing!" I yell trying not to cry. I remember the pain of the marks when they were fresh. Feeling embarrassed I put my shirt back on. "Rouges." The man whispers. "Those bruses." Ruby says from behind me. "The "Love" of my "family."" I tell her. "My turn." I say and the man turns back to me as he was facing the other adults. He raises his eyebrow and I take it as permission to continue. "What are rouges?" "Packless werewolves." He says. My jaw drops. werewolves? WEREWOLVES!? What the? "They are just a story." I say. "You know better than that." He says.

When walking I never relly appreciate the fact that I could stop to smell the the flowers. I'm always rushing from work to home and back again 6 days a week dosent leave mich time for myself. looking at the key name tag cart for the 100 time this week waiting for my coffee. I cant help but wonder if they will ever get my name on there. Elana it's always 1 letter off Elena. . . ooh I guess I'll check again tomorrow. Finaly after 15min my coffee is done so I head back for the little cafe on the corner back to my office. Today was my big presentation and I felt more prepared than ever for our new client. The McCain's advertising campaign was ready to go. Now if only I could get The whole board to show up at the same time then this would be a lock on a new client. as I shuffle through the crowded streets suddenly I begint to fall forward. This is gonna hurt my hands are full and theres no way I'm dropping my presentation even if it costs me a few cuts and bruses along the way. A cracking sound followed by some chalice words fly out of my mouth as I hit the ground hard. what the hell did I just trip on? looking around I find that it was a man. My coffee now all down the front of me, my knees, my left elbow are all scraped up and a split lip. How can today go from slam dunk new client to this! I scramble to make sure my presentation is ok and a husky man's voice asked "Are you ok?" "No but your luck my presentation came out of this un harmed! Do you always go around tripping strangers or is today mu unlucky day? " Elane responded "I'm Michael, I relly am sorry. I dont normaly trip people. However is there anything I can do to help? want a new coffee? or I can dry clean your cloths? wait should I take you to the hospital and get you checked over? "I'm fIne Just watch where your going next time." and that is how it all started. . . . .