"Shit!" I yelled before dropping the bag I held in my hand previously. I sprinted off the deck and ran to my loft.
I ran as fast as I could opening the door to the garage and slamming it behind me while locking it.
"No no no no." I mumbled to myself as I climb the stair leading to my loft above.
Before I could even make it to the top stair. A bang was heard behind me. I'm not say someone bang on the door I just lock. I'm saying someone just went through the door like the door wasn't even there.
Quickly I made it through door to my loft and bolted the locks behind me.
Looking around quick I found my escape bag laying there on my chair in the far corner of my room.
I ran over to it, just as my hand grab the black shoulder strap my door swung open.
I froze as I hear one massive growl let out behind me. "Fuck!" I swear under my breath as I could feel the beast making its way slowly towards me.
Snap out of it Liam run! I yelled at myself inside my head as I bolt towards the window. Threw the window I went with glass flying everywhere behind me.
I ran over to my bike starting it up and swing around the opposite direction. Once I was line up the way I wanted to go I heard the howl behind me. The shifter just let everyone in hearing range know that I was there's and now was being hunted.
" Fuck me, why me." I yelled as I gunned down the driveway with a black fuzzy wolf behind me
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Refusal
WerewolfRefusal : to decline to accept (something offered): to refuse an something. Liam had a great life going. Great I say. He was free. He was a dare devil. He had his small but loving family. But that all had to change because of some f***ing a$$hols wh...
