Kansas POV
Eight Years Later
It has been eight years now.
We finished the Wizard of Oz.
And all of our friends came with us home.
"C'mon Jernae stop mourning." said Dallas.
"Its her anniversary Dallas," I said, crying.
"She died eight years ago get over it.
My twin sister was trying to make me leave Dakotas grave.
"I miss her," I whimpered.
"I know,"
My twin hugged me as we went to the pack house.
"Heyyy, Kandy! How you doin!" said Matthew. But he immediately recognized his mistake.
"Dont call me Kandy!" I shouted, "I mean, sorry for shouting."
"I should have recognized you were in pain, sorry." apologized Matthew.
"Im going for a run." I stated.
I didnt even take off my clothes. This was my favorite top and I ripped it when I shifted. I really should have thought that through.
I ran for six hours. I finally took a break and drank from the crystal clear stream. I heard a twig snap and I jumped up into my fighting stance.
Being the Alphas daughter I got lots of fighting training.
Then I saw a human. Two humans. I growled at them and the male cocked his gun. The female smiled as she took out a camera and...
Snap! Snap!
She took pictures.
"Sit!" she said.
I sat.
"Work it! Work it!" she said.
"Do you think we should bring her to the studio?" asked the man.
"Yea sure," tge lady said, standing up, "tranquilize him first.
Tranquilize? I thought. Oh no!
The man kneeled down and aimed the gun at me. I jumped up at him put before I reached anything I heard...
Bang! I looked back at the dart in my thigh. I growled at him as everything starts to go black.
I wake up in a dark place. Everything is quiet. I let out a long howl.
Kandy? I heard in my head, it was Matthew.
Yea thats my howl. I replied.
Whats wrong? He asked.
Oh nothing, Some hunters captured me and I am going to who knows where. I said.
Stop being sarcastic I just, hold on I will see.
Whatever.
