Easy There, Killer
Chapter One
"Maybe if you didn't decide to run off, we all would've been fine" Jarod furiously scrubbed the blood off of my tanned leg. It's been days since I showered, since I ate, since I spoke. He dunked the worn out rag into an overflowing bucket of soapy water, and then rung it out over my slashes. "You idiot" He huffed. "You're lucky we found you, Rain. Any second later the officers would have blasted their bullets towards you. You really need to be careful when you change. Being a werewolf that attacks humans when their angry isn't the best idea in this small town. News spreads fast, kid." Jarod glared his dark brown eyes at me, as his long brown hair tips were soaked in sweat. He had a tight jaw and a muscular body, yet he was one of the meanest werewolves in our pack. You're probably wondering why he called me Rain. Rain is my name. My parents named me Rain because on the day that I was born, it was raining. Pretty simple huh? About a week ago, my pack and I were hunting for humans. Yes, I just said humans. I must of gotten lost because the next thing I new, there was a police officer with bloodshot eyes with his hands around my bare neck. I was changed into a wolf then, so it would make sense for someone to try to tranquilize a wolf who was attacking people. Waking up as a human, feeling numb from the tranquilizer, and being slashed by the same bloodshot eyed officer, with Jarod and the rest standing over you wasn't necesarily the most fun i've ever had. But now I'm back home, in our house, with my dark brown hair flowing besides me and my bright green eyes wandering, I still felt lost. Ever since those few days, I've felt alone. Like I've finally figured out what danger was for my kind. Not just for my kind, for everyone.