The Rogue. (Discontinuing & Editing Slowly)

A/N: Welcome to my new book! This is a story about werewolves, so if you're a wolf hater, WHAT THE HECK YOU DOING HERE!? Well, you might like it, so, please, keep reading xD I hope you like it, and, please.... leave votes and comments for ALL the chapters, mmk? Thanks! :D
 

EDITED!

Chapter 1..

The name's Trinity Stalls! Just an average 17 year old girl, living her life in the woods. I got brown hair, and exotic hazel eyes. My parents had me here 10 years ago, living alone, as a rogue. And all those 10 years of loneliness, it was boring.  No one was here to take care of me, I've learned it all my self, since that's what rogue wolves do. They live alone, do anything, everything, everywhere. They do what ever the heck want!

You might as well be thinking, 'Do bigger wolves ever threating you?' , well, that's an easy question, yes, I do get threatened by bigger, and stronger wolves. It's mostly the females though, since they live on the other side of the forest, and they're the ones who hunt. They hunt rogue wolves, to be pack slaves, unless the alpha knows they're his/hers mate. [I hope that doesn't happen to me.. I don't wanna be a pack wolf.]

Since I've been living in the dark side of the forest, [anyone who steps in might get trapped or cursed, but I didn't. I'm a rogue, the dark side doesn't give a damn about it]  No one would ever go in here. They were to scared of the dark, yet they were scared to never come out of there alive. I've gone in and out of this place, and still yet I'm alive! Well, I'm no pack wolf so I can go in and out whenever I want. I'm special!

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So now that I found a nice spot on the good side, I'm laying down on the grass, watching the birds flying in freedom, the clouds rushing out of space, the sun shining brilliantly on my face, and the blue sky, just being it's blue color. Just an ordinary sunny day, like all the others can be. It's like a fantasy world... 

I soon hear some noises, which made my ears tingle. I quickly looked where it came from, from behind bushes. I shot up, and let my wolf growl lowly. My eyes were narrowed at where the noise comes from, and see... The female pack wolves. Shit... They're here to attack me, once again... Possibly until my death calls me out there. This might be the end for me.

Or isn't it..?

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