Chapter 0057

Chapter 0057

That last part hit me the hardest. That stupid f*cking motto my brother and his friends lived by. They

let people think that only the strongest should survive. It was actually the way that they played when

they did drills together. Last man standing and all that.

They taunted and teased each other for being the 'weakest' that day. The problem was they never

explained that they were teasing and motivating each other to anyone.

They just said the stupid line and went about their lives not realizing who's listening and following

their lead. They are oblivious to the influence they have without even trying.

I throw my covers off, I can't sleep. The memory just brings on more nightmares. I rub my eyes

forcefully and look at the clock, it's 3am. The only thing is to run off the nervous energy now.

You want out tonight?

I thought you would never ask It's been a while. Hanging out with those boys hasn't given you as

much free time since we are still hiding that you are special.

You Imowwhy we do, and it was your idea in the first place.

Let's get a couple miles out and then I will turn it over to you. Maybe I can get a bit of rest that way.

Whatever you need, I'm here for you. We got this, kiddo.

My wolf feels like an old soul. Almost like a cool aunt that gives me advice when I ask, but also lets

me totally figure things out the hard way after instigating a less than intelligent idea. That used to

come in the form of broken bones or other self inflicted injuries when I was trying some new

defensive move. I can at least say I haven't injured myself in a long time.

I get my running gear on and tiptoe to the back door, hoping to not make a sound going out. I don't

know if the guys went home or are still out partying. Maybe they each found a girl to entertain now

that they didn't have to babysit me.

I spared one look at the twins' backyard as I ran towards the forest. I didn't hear any noises, but the

garden lights were still on, who knows. I couldn't dwell on it though,

I have already decided to let them go. I'm not allowed to wonder what they are doing or who they're

with. I can't want to be with them and keep my secret, that's not fair to them. The pack members are

more important, they need to stay safe. That's the mission.

I made it to the edge of the forest and sat to put on my shoes. I couldn't risk tearing up my own feet

and I can't shift here, someone could see or hear me. The transformation was not pleasant to go

through or to watch, especially for a new shifter. Once you get the hang of it, you and your wolf can

interchange pretty easily and quickly, but it takes a lot of practice.

We are pretty good, but the noise could still attract someone and I can 't take that risk I tie my shoes

tightly, check my ponytail to make sure it's secure and wrap the straps of the little backpack I

brought to store everything around my waist so it doesn't bounce around while it's empty. I start to

jog, thinking, again, about everything that happened today.

How does Kaley always seem to find me with the guys? Even if it's not the twins, she manages to

track me down and make things difficult and cause a scene, then I am attacked the next day. I wish

they would at least get creative and find a way to hurt me at training.

Then again, I would have their faces and be able to identify who is abusing their strength and

assumed power. What is it about her dad that gives her so much power to not get in any kind of

trouble? Just that thought makes me angry again. I run faster, pushing my legs.

I need to feel the burn in my muscles before I turn over control. I start running the patrol route and

let muscle memory take over letting the heat take all of the anger I have towards that one person

and incinerate the emotion.

I've been going for about an hour when my wolf lets me know there is another presence near us. I'm

on alert now, letting her enhance my vision and hearing. To my left I can hear labored breathing,

someone is trying to flankme, but at a distance.

Then a twig crack to the right and a huff. I sniff the air, they are down wind, but not making an effort

to be stealthy.

Whoever is following me should have known I would figure them out quickly, so they either want

their presence known or they are stupid. I'm hoping it's the first one, I'm not close enough to the

border's edge for a rogue or neighboring pack member to be following me without patrol picking it

up, but as I have that thought six faces pop into my head.