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A/N: Hope you like this!!
It was nighttime. A full moon hung over the forests of Vermont, luminous against the night sky. Nestled among the trees was a small inn. Smoke rose lazily from the chimney. Through an open window sounds of talking and laughter could be heard. But the girl crouched a few yards from the open window cared for none of these things. She wanted to run.
The minutes passed slowly. Her fingers grew claws and she yawned impatiently, her claws running through the soft earth beneath her. Her keen senses took in the sounds and scents of the forest. A rabbit rustled beneath a nearby tree and she longed to chase it, but she restrained herself. I must wait for the pack, she told herself. A soft breeze weaved its way through the forest, tangling itself in her long amber hair. To her delight, lights began to go out in the inn. The last light was extinguished, and the forest was engulfed in darkness – the only light was the moon and the tiny winking stars. The door of the in opened, and her fellow loups garoux emerged. It was time.
A tall, dark man gestured silently for everyone to follow him. The girl sprung from her hiding place and quickly fell into step with the pack. They made their way swiftly and silently to the middle of the forest. There was a clearing there. The pack filed in. The man who had led them here took his placed on the great stone that sat between two tall trees at the head of the clearing. He was the alpha male, known as Gabriel. Beside him was his mate – Queen Bitch as those of her position were referred to – who the girl knew was Vivian. Vivian was by far the strongest and most intelligent female of the pack.
"The moon is full again," Gabriel's deep voice growled, his anticipation gleamed in his eyes, "Let us run, let us hunt!" The pack howled in response. Everyone began taking of their clothing. Then, all at once, everyone began the change. The girl's knees buckled and she fell to her knees, panting with effort. Her back arched and her mouth grew into the long muzzle of a wolf. Her ears became pointed and her tail grew. All at once, she was a wolf. She howled with excitement, joining in chorus the rest of the pack. They ran together, following the Gabriel – a great, black wolf – and Vivian who was lean and white. (A/N:What color is Vivian in her wolf skin?)
"Scarlett!" The girl turned to see her brother trotting beside her. In his wolf skin, he was a tawny brown. His eyes were a hundred shades darker, like the dirt deep in the ground. She smiled. He was a few years older than her and since her family had recently joined this pack he had been accepted by Willem, Ulf, Gregory, and Finn. With Caleb as their newest addition, they had become the Five again. She had heard stories of the pack's year in Maryland, how Rafe – the leader of the five – had died and how Ulf's mother Astrid had gone wild with hatred for Vivian and had died as well.
A few loud barks interrupted her thoughts and she was surrounded by the five. Her eyes darted around uncomfortably, and her pace quickened. Ulf, Finn, and Gregory were constantly watching her. Their tongues lolled out of their jaws and they grinned impishly. The only one who seemed to take no notice of her was Willem, who Scarlett judged was the common sense of the Five.
As soon as it had begun, the moonlight run was over. Scarlett sighed as she changed back to human form. She put on her clothes and followed everyone into the inn. They had to move quietly so as not to wake the Homo sapiens. Gabriel had trained the pack to call those who weren't loup garou like the pack Homo sapiens over terms like meat-boy and meat-girl. Scarlett understood his logic, but those like Finn were so accustomed to using the derogatory terms that they hadn't attempted to change their ways. Caleb longed to be a rebel like Finn, but their father kept them on a tight leash. How many times had he told them to behave? They needed a pack with Isabella's pup on the way, and they couldn't give this new pack any reason to push them away.
Isabella was her older sister: older than Vivian herself at the age of 21, but much more fragile. Isabella was beautiful in every way possible. She had long, wavy, brown hair that fell to her thin shoulders. She had stunning golden eyes that caught the attention of every male who saw them under her thick lashes. She had a perfect figure that couldn't be completely hidden by her bulging belly: she was due in two months.
"Shhh!" her father growled at Caleb who had been talking quietly to Ulf. Finn and Gregory spoke in hushed tones as well, but Scarlett noticed for the millionth time that Willem was gazing longingly at Vivian who was firmly held in Gabriel's arm. Why is he looking at her? Scarlett thought grudgingly, She's with Gabriel for Moon's sake. Look at someone else for a change. Someone like...me.
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