I woke up at 3 this morning, packed a few clothes and all the money I had in my backpack.  I got dressed into my usual dark jeans that suited my shapeless body and threw on a white top, and wrote only a goodbye in a quick note.  The note was only written to let them know that I left on my own free will.  I promised myself not to turn back until I crossed out of the pack territory, and I’ve kept my promise so far.

So here I am, standing at the border of the Greenrock pack territory, one more step away from being free of this hellhole.  I don’t know what life has in store for me out there.  Will it be better or worse? But I’ll never know, standing here, where the last green flag marked the end of Greenrock pack territory.

Ahead of me I could see a yellow flag, marking the beginning of the Silverstar pack’s territory; our neighboring pack to the north.  No wolf can pass a pack’s territory unless permission has been granted to you by its Alpha.  But you know what?  I’m not a wolf.  I’m a human and humans don’t stay in packs.

And so, I took that one final step and was out of Greenrock territory.

“Finally, it’s your chance; live your life Templar” I said to myself in encouragement and started walking towards my new life.

Checking the time I saw it was 6 now.  I’d been walking for the past two hours.  Maybe they’d found out I was missing…

 “Don’t think about that hell you came from Templar.  New life remember?” I warned myself, not letting my thought continue.

I didn’t know where I was in this new territory and I wasn’t worried.  Even if any wolves were to see me they wouldn’t kill me because I was a human.  That was werewolf law.

Several minutes later I had to stop walking as I grew too tired to continue.  I needed water and the bottle I had was now empty.  Faintly I could hear the sound of flowing water.  I hoped it was a river or lake nearby, and followed it.  I came to a sudden halt as I reached it in shock.  It was an ocean and my jaw dropped at the site of it.

Like the Greenrock pack, the Silverstar pack’s territory was also really close to the coast.  Great, this meant no drinking water for me.  Staring at the ocean before me I concentrated on the waves rising and falling, enjoying the serenity and peace of it.

After a few minutes passed by I felt the sudden urge to swim and I didn’t know how to swim.  I stood from where I sat on the sand and made my way to the water.  When the waves touched my feet, I couldn’t resist. What was happening to me?  I asked my mind in a panic.  I don’t know how to swim for God’s sake.

In the past when Everett had ‘accidently’ thrown me in a pool they had had to save me once they realized I couldn’t swim.  But now, standing at the ocean’s edge, I found myself being called by it. I must have gone crazy, because it felt right.  

When the water reached hip level I kneeled down and was completely submerged my body in the water and began swimming. If anyone had been watching me they would have thought I had gone insane, but there was no one I could see it was an isolated beach.

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