I woke up to the wind howling through the trees. It sounds beautiful yet I knew it meant trouble for me.
It ment the hunters were coming. Angels with red wings ment to hunt down any angels that cause chaos or are a danger to everyone. To them, I'm both.
Being half wolf and half angel gives me strength and abilities that no other being has.
I was born to lead a pack and to not stand down to the council of angels.
I am the ultimate hybrid, and I will not be told other wise.
As I pack my backpack, the only thing I have left, I put on my sunglasses and let my wings show. The feathers shake and puff up as I take off. Flying as high as I can go into the atmosphere. I see the sea of red wings and black suits flying towards me.
And I laugh.
"Hey guys. Looking for me. Well come and get me" taunting them I fly around the group. I know they can't catch me. They never have been able to.
Flying as fast I can going to my top speed I fly at least 120 miles per hour.
As humans would say. I left them in the dust.
There is one place I know I can go. One place no one ever thinks a hybrid like me would go.
Black river....
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the wings of an angel and the howl of a wolf
Werewolfwhy is it that we live in a world full of people who look at each other but never see. they think but don't speak. touch but don't feel. I have been looked at all my life for being different. I've never been seen as who I am. he was the only one wh...
