The following is a flashback and may have some triggering topics.

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Tyler

     I was running through the woods my legs digging in the dirt to get a faster pace each time they hit the ground. The exhilaration of hunting made my tail wag slowly as I chased the deer in front of me. Suddenly the full blast of a werewolf pack borders slammed into my nostrils. I probably didn't notice them because of the hunt. Just as I was about to creep away the thundering of paws on soil entered my ears and I knew that if I were to run they would just chase. Cramping myself behind a tree I waited for the patrol to get closer and as they did the overwhelming scent of salt water and lavender entered my nose and I sneezed giving away my hiding spot.

     My mate was leading it and when I locked eyes with him, the sudden rush of joy surprised me and I gasped. He narrowed his eyes before turning away. "Bring him with us" he demanded walking away from the patrol and me. Despair consumed me for a moment before I was shoved from behind by what smelled like the beta. "Move it mutt!" he hissed shoving me once more before I began walking. My limbs were numb from what almost seemed like a rejection from my mate.  When we got to the large pack house they took me to what seemed like a basement and threw me in. I was in there for days it seemed starving and thirsty before my mate finally came down to visit. But when I looked in his eyes my wagging tail suddenly tucked between my legs at the disappointment and hate that filled his hazel orbs. He scoffed "You're so pathetic. I, Alpha Mateo of the Scarlet Rose pack, Reject you as my mate."

     My limbs turned to jelly and all that filled my mind was Damien howling in pain as my heart felt as if it was tearing in two.

     Once again I woke up howling and sick to my stomach as I got up on weak legs and became aware of my surroundings. It came back to me. I had finished eating the hamburger and had come back to my cave for the night. Sighing slightly I laid down to soothe my aching hip and other injuries around my body.

I don't know how much long I can do this. I thought wondering if it would be easier to just give up and end it all. No more pain or heartbreak. Sounds like paradise. A sharp cramp shot up my injured leg causing me to yelp and disrupting my train of thought. 

'Maybe we should get some help from a nice human'

Maybe your right. I agreed with Damien for once and limped in direction of the town.

     When I got there I crossed some roads as I tried to ignore the people videoing me since they only saw me as a wild wolf. After walking for a while I couldn't go any further due to the pain and quickly went into the nearest ally and laid on my side. My breathing was getting heavier and I barely noticed when two figures approached me, but when one of them touched my side I got up as fast as I could, which was rather slow, and snarled showing my canines. One of the men was tall but had defined muscles his hair reached his chin and was the color of coal. The other seemed tall too but had less defined muscles even though you could still spot them through his shirt. His chestnut hair was short on the bottom but long on top and gave me a view of his defined cheekbones and tan skin.

     "Hey it's ok," the black-haired one spoke taking a step forward, "your hurt let us help you."

"We know you're a werewolf, shift some we can help" the second one stated also taking a step forward.

Like hell, I would shift. I hadn't shifted since Mateo and I didn't plan on it any time soon. The human form made me more vulnerable and I was not going to show weakness in front of these werewolves. My gaze switched to look behind them calculating the distance of the exit of the ally, but I gave up once realizing I wouldn't get anywhere on a dislocated hip. If I couldn't run I would fight. I snarled again parting my jaws to give them a full view of my canines before tensing my muscles to lunge. Hopefully, they will kill me and this can all be over. "Andrew contact the alpha and some warriors we need backup." The black-haired one spoke before who I assumed was Andrew nodded and his eyes glass over. Talking to the pack through the link. I backed further up and pinned my ears but still let out small growls to warn them. 

    When their backup came one of the werewolves had a gun and relief washed over me as I realized that they might relieve me of my misery. I stopped growling but kept crouched and pinned my ears in preparation for the pain. When the trigger sounded I felt a sharp sting in my neck and realized it was just a sleeping dart.

Goddamn it, why couldn't you just kill me? That was my last thought as I collapsed and fell into unconsciousness.

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👋 Hello,

So I was wondering if you guys wanted me to  the main characters or not. If you did should I do it through pictures or words? Please comment on which one

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