Peter's PoV:
I sniffed the air around me. It has to be here somewhere. I have fully shifted into my werewolf form to get as far away from the kingdom as possible. I refuse to let my friends get hurt because of me. I looked behind me. A large forest covers the area below me.
I shook my head and returned to the task at hand. There is a sacred nemeton known to be a safe haven for werewolves to go and seek shelter from anything. Legend has it that it is on this mountain that I am standing on right now. I do not remember the name but it is in the far north. I travelled 534 kilometers to get here. That is more than a day's worth on horseback. Good enough to avoid the kingdom.
I sniffed around again hoping to find the nemeton quickly. There was another scent nearby that I wanted to avoid; the scent of an alpha. I do not have time for an alpha, nor do I want to encounter one in my weakened state. I have not taken a break since I left which leaves me starving and dehydrated. I just need to find this nemeton fast or else I will not be safe.
I started moving further north when I heard a low growl coming from behind me. I knew what it was; the alpha. I started sprinting further north, not wanting to look back at the potential dangers behind me. I heard it coming up closer to me. I pushed myself harder until my legs gave out and I fell hard. Not like this, please. I tried to get up when something big and heavy landed on me. I tried to fight back. I tried to leave. I tried to get away. Then, there was nothing but darkness.
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The Kingdom of Smosh
FantasyThe Smosh and Smosh Games squad live in a fantasy world where Ian and Anthony are the lords of the kingdom. The rest of the Smosh family are the people who inhabit the kingdom. This story is from the point of view of an original character for most o...
