Cherry lived two lives, one as a human, one as a werewolf; one real, one fake.What happens when her fantasy crashes with her reality?

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As I looked at the full moon from the balcony, familiar snapping made itself known. My eyes widened. I forgot today was my heat. 

The bathroom door opened.

"Cherry, are you okay? Your bone is jutting out at an awkward angle." He pointed to my arm. 

I didn't reply, just ran out of his house. He followed me, but I had an advantage, being a werewolf and all.

I ran and ran, until I reached the forest in front of my pack. I fell on my fours, pain gnawing at my insides. Even the second shift was as hard as the first one. 

I flopped down as my bones broke and reformed. 

"Cherry? Where are you?" His voice was near to me. I quickly shifted back to my green off-shoulder dress. 

He stepped on it, his eyes searching my body for something. I couldn't see more. 

Black dots clouded my vision and I fainted, pain from shifting continuously taking over me.

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I woke up, to see him throwing water at my face.

"Cherry? Are you alright?" Parker asked, worry clouding his features.

"Oh no!" I muttered under my breath.

"Leave Parker, right now, this place isn't safe for you," I said, all in one breath.

"No, I won't. Tell me, are you a werewolf?" He asked, backing away from me at every word.

My heart wanted to tell him to stop, beg him. But I knew, what he is doing is for his benefit. He should forget me, forget all of this.

"Yes,"I replied, searching his face for fear.

He backed away, till his back touched a tree. He looked around and whipped his face back to me. 

"Why is this place unsafe for me?" He said, his voice wavering.

I took a few bold steps forward to scare him off, to order him to forget, anything but what happened.

"Because you are Alpha Cherry's mate, and you have to come with us," the familiar voice of my father said, coming from behind me.

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My first short story, what do you think?