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The bike leaped forward, tires spitting gravel, carrying her into the dark road that led away from everything she had ever known. In the rear-view mirror, the wild roses at the edge of the trees seemed to lean after her, as if whispering a promise she couldn’t quite hear yet. She didn’t look back again. But she knew, with every beat of her broken heart, that this wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning of the hunt for the rogue that had killed her mate. She drew a bitter breath as the scrape of a chair shifted her back to reality. She was frozen, standing behind the bar, staring at a face she once thought she knew so well.

I finish And then I move again Faster Stronger More dangerous than I have ever been Because this is no longer just a fight This is the moment everything changes And I am done being hunted Now I am the one they should fear

The crowd sat silently and the hunters fumed in anger, but did nothing until the finished the song. “Feel it heavy in my bones now..Feel like everybody goes out….And smiles for the 'gram yeah….Tried but I can’t…Prayer in the shape of Prozac….Try to medicate the lows that…Come and meet me in the night time…I'm losing track of my time….Mama said gonna be all right….But mama don't know what it's like in my mind…..Mama said that the sun gonna shine….But mama don't know what it's like to want to die…I can't carry this anymore….Heavy from the hurt inside my veins….I can't carry this anymore….Wonder what it's like to be okay…” She continued to play and sing as she thought of her pack and of her mat

I just saw an actual truck, and civilization, help may not be far away. I break into a run, losing all weightiness, and throw caution to the wind. Hurting my feet, legs, and arms as I’m clawed by tiny twigs and branches which try to capture me and rip me back, and crunch over stones and all sorts, but my head is on what I saw. I’m so ecstatic that I stifle a sob as tears blind me. I don’t feel the pain of the new wounds I’m inflicting on myself as only the swelling joy in my heart fuels me.

My stomach growled as I was hungry, I’d only taken a slice of pizza and with those blows I took in my stomach, the pizza already disappeared. I groaned as I punched the door and yelled out “I WILL NEVER BE LIKE YOU.” Hoping he’d hear me and also secretly hoping he wouldn’t because if he did, it wouldn’t end well for me. How can I ever possibly be like him? Being like him would mean being like a wild animal, ruthless, selfish, he doesn’t care about others, all he ever cares about is himself and what he wants, I kicked the door as hard as I could even though I knew doing that won’t have any effect on the door as I was still very small.

RPOV Songs: Tired as Fuck by The Staves, I'm in Here by Sia, Cocoon by Marty O'Reilly & The Old Soul Orchestra, Movement by Hozier I sat up, finally relenting on feeling sorry for myself. It had been a long time since I'd cried like that, but the thought of the Dragomirs being ashamed of me was the tipping point to my resolve.

I felt my stomach churn in disgust and I tuned him out. Manny was such a fucking psycho. I joined the MC for a reason and it wasn’t to kill innocent people. I don’t know what is wrong with me. I guess the adrenaline is messing with my brain. I don’t know why the sight of him biting his lips is making me wonder how his lips would feel on mine. Scowling, I slid to the end of the couch, leaving a distance between us as we both waited for Stephanie, our host to grace us with her presence.

She just bent down, tore her own sandwich in half, and dropped the piece on the pavement with a practiced ease, like she’d done it a hundred times before. She didn’t notice me watching from the car. She looked small and tired, her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail and her apron tied loosely around her waist. Her name tag was half-faded from too many shifts. I don’t know what snapped inside me in that moment, but something definitely did. It wasn’t just the way she looked, though she was beautiful in a raw, unpolished way. It was that soft, resilient thing in her eyes. It was the look of someone the world had tried to beat down, but who still had enough left inside to care about a hungry a

Petals Pov As I finally acknowledged been the chosen one even if I had no idea what it meant, it felt a new found energy oozed through my bones. It was like another light was added to my eyes as it sparkled brightly and I could see the intruders pause pike they were under some kind of spell. Just then, I lifted my hands like someone about to worship and they began screaming in pain as they scampered away for their lives. This was the second time this was happening at a war and I could feel the eyes of the rogue wolves all on me as they stared at me in ecstasy.

I ignore them hitting me and put my forehead against theirs. “I am sorry. I can’t change what happened in the past but I can say sorry. I want to make things right so I am apologizing. It's not a lot but I do want to make things better.” My eyes were open as I looked into the two black holes that were the creature's eyes. It felt like I was looking at a bunch of people but I wasn’t feeling nervous or scared. I just knew they were angry, sad, scared, and alone.