《The Alpha and The Submissive (GirlxGirl)》Chapter 3
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Chapter 3
I kept my eyes low while I waited for Savannah's answer.
"I'm here to make sure the packs submissive is alive," she said and stood up, she sounded like she was confused and the way she spoke you could tell she was making that up. I smiled a little on the inside because she knew we had some kind of connection too I could tell. "But now that I see you are alive and alright I can leave," she started to walk to the door and my heart sank, but then she stopped and turned around. "Oh and I told the nurse that your leaving for the rest of the day to rest."
Then she walked out. I was sad she left but she got me out of school to rest and that showed she cared. Being the soon to be Alpha female has its perks.
I sighed and shuffled off the bed, grabbed my backpack and left school for the day. My ribs hurt when I moved and my nose throbbed when I sniffed the air, and I do that a lot being a werewolf. I walked to my Tacoma and got in and drove home. When I walked in I saw my mom in the kitchen.
"Taylor," she said and paused looking at me. "Why are you home?" I turned around after shutting the door and she saw my swollen face and my wince from turning. She walked over to me and she had a worried look on her face, I stood there and let her be a mother.
She grabbed my chin and pulled my face up to look at it. I whimpered in pain.
"Oh shut up." she told me and looked at my face. That was the mother I was used to. "Go get an ice pack." she demanded and I did as I was told.
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I opened the freezer and gabbed a blue ice pack and held it to my face. It hurt but I knew it would help.
I sighed and leaned against the counter letting my body heal.
"Did you deserve it?" She asked. I looked up at her almost looking in her eyes and pulled my head back down so I didn't.
"No.." I said to the ground. It was true I didn't.
I heard stomping down the stairs and saw it was my brothers when they saw me they stopped.
Andy came forward and rubbed my back lightly after I flinched from his touch. "Who did this to you?" he asked.
"Marcus."
I heard the low growls in my brothers throats.
"I'm going to lay down." I said and walked up the stairs and to my room.
I got in bed and laid down and fell asleep.
When I woke up it was night. I heard a soft tap on my door. "Yes?" I called out.
"We are going hunting would you like to come?" Alex said opening the door lightly.
"Uh, sure let me shift." I said and got out of bed and shed my clothes. I closed my eyes and let my wolf take over. I felt my bones and muscles crack and tear. There isn't much pain anymore after shifting sense I was born.
When I opened my eyes I saw my wolf in the mirror, I was so small compared to the others, signifying me as a submissive, that's how you can tell is the size and you can also sense the dominance which I lack.
I was thinking about what if I was a dominant then I saw the black tip on my tail.
"Holy shit." I thought to myself. I felt my inner wolf smile and I looked at my paws they were changing color right in front of my eyes, going from white to grey and then to black. I twirled around trying to find another
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