Chapter 1: I would change my life


    ''It will rain tonight’ I thought as a herd of ants lined up in a frenzy, evacuating from their haven to a log


    nearby. Living within the walls of endless forests gained me skills and tricks relying everything on


    animals'' instincts or nature itself. It has been helping me to survive thest two years of solitude.


    I unpacked my improvise bag which was in reality an old nket wrapped around a few times to my


    only possessions. All in all, a hairb missing almost half of its teeth, a pair of clothes I stole from a


    house in an old house I came across a few weeks ago, a toothbrush, some candy, a now-empty stic


    bottle, and a few dors from my previous job. I tried getting into jobs but with little luck because of my


    appearance.


    I am wearing a simple blouse paired with washed jeans and an oversized leather duffle coat, both old-


    fashioned. My bright red hair was securely tucked under a wide-brimmed ck hat. With my 5’9” height


    almost as tall as an average man, I could pass as a teenage boy. And me starving almost all the time,


    is skinner than usual which perfectly worked to my advantage to hide my curves. But one look at my


    face will blow off my disguisepletely. My features are ''too soft'' to be likened to a man, I heard


    others say before.


    With a sigh, I put back all my precious belongings, the small amount of cash now in my pocket. I got to


    buy food for lunch, the consequence of hunting nothing for hours. I''m in the middle of a meadow. Soft


    grass and dried leaves crunched under my faded boots. Hopefully, there’s a nearby town where I could


    buy something to eat. I’m starving.


    The sun was set high above the sky yet it wasn''t hot, the air was cold. I have no idea of where I am or


    what country I was in. All I''m sure of was the date. I asked an old woman walking with a crane in her


    hand on the sidewalk one day, of what day it was. From then on, I counted the day each time dawn


    appears and kiss dusk goodbye. That''s why I’m sure today''s the 5th of June.


    The wind rustled, scattering dried leaves everywhere as leaves started falling from trees. The air was


    crisp and cold even with the thickness of my coat, I shivered. I stopped walking when I picked up a faint


    foul scent of rotten food in the air. Rogues.


    It was faint. But either he was far or near I can''t tell. Not shifting gives me slightly enhance senses


    compared to humans. I am only fifteen and shifting into your wolf form starts at the age of sixteen.


    My body went on full alert, ncing everywhere to see if there''s something odd or signs the rogue was


    here. I have always been careful not to encounter rogues. Rogues are lone wolves. They are usually


    vicious and dangerous. Not belonging to a pack will drive your wolf crazy. Werewolves are designed by


    the moon goddess to live in groups.


    I am like a rogue now but technically I still belong to my old home, the Storm Forest Pack. I looked for a


    safer ce to hide but all I can see was the vast grass. There were trees and a long road on the other


    side but miles away from where I stood. I calcted the distance from how far I still am from the main


    road, it will take about a 15-minute walk. But if I ran with my werewolf speed, it will take me more or


    less 5 minutes.


    If I ran, I might alert the rogue of my presence (if he hadn''t yet seen me of course). Let''s say I made it


    to the road, I still need to get a free ride to the town. What if there''s no car passing by? What if he


    catches up with me? What if I die today?


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    I shook my head to clear my thoughts. Hope was the only thing I got; I won''t let them take away what


    little hope left in me. I will fight with myst breath. Once again, I reminded myself that it won’t always


    be like this forever. The fear, the pain, it will end, SOON. I promised myself ''I WOULD CHANGE MY


    LIFE'' no matter what.


    And with that thought, I took off running faster with all my strength. Adrenaline rushed through me in


    waves like hope seeping through my bones, determined to reach the end of trees.


    One minute I was running, until someone pushed me so hard. I flew backward and fell on my back. My


    breath hitched with such force. The pain was all over me, it felt like I’ve broken some bones. I stared


    wide-eyed at the sky, the sun hurting my eyes.


    It was extremely painful when I tried toy on my stomach. A shadow loomed over me and dirty feet


    stopped just right in front of me. I closed my eyes for a moment and tried to breathe evenly. Trying to


    calm my nerves as the pain gradually subsiding, but fear started to consume my will, to kill the littlest of


    hope left.


    A callous hand lifted my chin and I came face to face with the rogue. He was ugly in all sense. His one


    eye was slightly closed to what seems like a deep old scar. His nose was crooked and he had it


    scrunched up while assessing my face. It seems like he hadn''t had a bath for so long. I wanted to puke


    right on his face.


    "Darn old me if ain''t got a taste of ehh" He smirked approvingly to which I shuddered in disgust. He was


    missing a front tooth and his teeth were so yellowish. "Darn lucky me, yer so pretty ehh! What ehh darn


    luck it is!”


    I scooted away from him and stood shakily. This is the first time I encountered a rogue much more fight


    with one. On instinct, I reached for the des strapped around both of my legs, ready to pull them


    anytime. I might not be skilled when ites to fighting but I certainly would fight with my


    life.