I looked up at my wings. They were a solid black! I turned my head to see the back of them to find a white brand mark on it. The mark of a Fallen. I had to put them away before something unwanted saw them.

I knew they had softened my fall, as they were now broken. I folded them back into my back, wincing.

My ankle had mended, it was still sore but I could walk on it. My shoulder I could pop back into sock it. The chains were another matter altogether.

The fall had broken the ones around my ankles and wrists.Not the one around my neck. I took a deep breath. As fast as I could I pushed my head through the chain and pushed it off. I let out a tiny scream that I couldn’t hold in.

Sucking in a breathe. I stood up on unsteady feet, only to fall  back down again.

Breathing in and out, I pushed myself off of a tree and leaned against it. Catching my breath, I heard a twig snap and whipped my head just in time to see 4 people looking at me. No not people. They were werewolves.

I wasn't sure how long we watched each other. I studied them closely. Two had blond hair. One had brown and the other had black.

They all had nice bodies. They all had abs and were very toned.

The blonds looked to be brothers, maybe a year off from each other.

The brunet had rich cool blue eyes, the midnight haired guy had chocolate brown eyes.

The brunet said in a gruff voice. “ You are trespassing on our land.”

I was about to say something when I passed out from pain.