Hello my dear readers! This is the 3rd chapter of Whisper! Please RnR!

KYLIE

I lay gasping on the ground like a fish out of water, composing myself, trying to will myself to move my worthless body from the ground. I sobbed once more but it caught in my chest and it came out as a low moan. I inhaled sharply as I moved my legs, through the mud and sticks and groaned, thinking I probably looked like a wreck. I shakily got to my feet, wrapping my arms around my human skin and clutching my sides like my life lines. Miraculously, I didn't change skins as I staggered through the trees towards the house that the pack had set up during the summer. I frowned at my feet as I thought, getting more accustomed to the thought of having more thoughts beyond being a wolf. How was I a wolf so early? There still was some snow on the ground around me and the air was still a bit chilly.

What were the other wolves doing?

What was Brooke doing?

Brooke.

Brooke the wolf now. A beautiful chocolate wolf with a set of human eyes. She was out there still, without me. Without a mind. I stepped onto the porch of the house the pack used and turned my face to the woods. I listened to the woods speak. The leaves dancing and the snow melting, cracking and pooling. I thought I heard voices and strained to listen, but the voices were lost to the traveling wind.

"Hey, are you going to stand there all day looking at the woods or are you going to put some clothes on?" someone called to my right. I snapped my head in the direction of the voice and I frowned. A teenage boy, about my age or older, stared back at me as he straddled his porch railing while holding a book. He frowned right back at me, his eyes flickering to my bare body and then he turned away, his cheeks flushing slightly.

"Are you stupid? Put some clothes on!" He yelled at me again and my face twisted to a full out scowl. I huffed and stomped inside the pack's house, freezing after I slammed the door behinds me. The air inside the house was stale and foul smelling and I wrinkled my nose. I moved to air out the house to get some fresh air flowing into the house and I pause as I saw the mysterious boy still sitting on his porch. He was deep into his book and I got a better look at him.

The boy had stunning black hair that turned copper at the tips, which turned out at the ends. He had surprisingly cute bangs that were swept over his forehead and covered his eyes. And his eyes, his beautiful eyes were a beautiful blue, a royal blue on the edge that melted to a lighter aquamarine color blend that almost seemed unreal and unnatural. His long eyelashes finished off his eyes with a flourish.

I shook my head, realizing that I'd been standing at the window for quite a long time and I focused on finding my clothes for the spring. I sighed as I ran my fingers over the railing, sending small dust clouds into the air. I slowly ascended the stairs and found my untouched room. I quickly found a pair of jeans and a shirt and clothed myself, sighing as the fabric touched my skin. I pulled a pair of black sandals from the closet and slid my toes into their places.

I rubbed the fabric of my shirt between my fingers thoughtfully and remembered that Brooke and I had brought this shirt the last time I was human. I remember her laugh, loud and clear, and then the memory started to fade away and I let a tear slide down my face. I blinked, and rubbed my raw eyes, not wanting to cry again and decided not to let that boy have the last word.

I was stubborn, and idiotic as Brooke would say, and it always got me into trouble.

I slapped myself on my cheeks and sighed. Then, remembering the boy, I stomped back down the stairs and flung open the door. The boy looked up at me with questioning eyes.

"Hey you!" I yelled from across the porch. "Look! I've got clothes on! And it's not like I wanted to show you my body anyways!" I stuck my tongue out at him and folded my arms like I'd conquered a great warrior. He raised an eye brow at me and smiled at me.

"I would love to look at you," he said with a playful smile. "You have beautiful eyes, the color of the deepest chocolate." I actually blushed! From a person I didn't even know!

"Flattery won't get you anywhere... Uh..." I didn't know his name and I paused, waiting for him to supply it. He frowned when I stopped talking but then his eyes registered and smiled again.

"Colin. Colin Cohen. At your service," I stood up, and bowed, a smile playing at his eyes. He gestured to me. "And you?" I started to walk towards him, stepping down from the porch and stepping lightly to his porch and standing on my tip toes to lean on the outside of the railing of his porch. I smiled coyly and responded.

"Kylie. Kylie-" suddenly, cold shot through my legs and up my back making me shiver. I gasped and fell from the edge of Colin's porch and narrowly missed hitting my head on the edge. Colin's beautiful blue eyes were shot full of alarm and I felt perspiration bead on my forehead as I rolled on the ground. I gasped, pushing my sandals off and digging my toes into the earth. I bit my lip, trying not to scream.

"Kylie!" Colin appeared over me as he flung himself over the railing of his porch. He landed besides me, his fingers flying over my body. I writhed in agony, my bones trying to shift as I fought against the wolf in my body. I gasped and Colin's hands clutched my clammy face. "Kylie, tell me what's wrong!" His eyes were wide and fearful. I blinked, tears forming in my eyes again and screamed, long and loudly as the wolf inside me banged against my head. I gasped again, my voice fading and Colin's hands were still clutching my face.

"Can't... tell..." I got out for Colin. "Can't... shift..." I gasped again, my spine twisting, my fingers dug into the new grass around me. I was fighting for my own skin, my own being, trying to stay Kylie.

"What do you mean by shift? You can't tell what?" Colin's face was still here and I stared at him with wide eyes and I knew the wolf inside was winning. I decided to say my last words, before I shifted, to Colin and then screamed again.

"Kylie. Kylie Max... is my... name..." I ground out before finally screaming again and letting my skin change. Letting my skin and bones turn to liquid fire and then take a new form. Colin was thrown off and I heard my clothes rip. Colin stared at me with wide, fearful eyes as he watched me become what I truly was.

And then, I was no longer Kylie.

And Colin meant nothing to me. The human in front of me was shocked and silent. I narrowed my eyes at him and ran, springing over the human and I ran to the woods and howled. The human continued to watch me and I turned away from his curious gaze, running until I found my pack once again. Running until I left the human world behind.

Nya ha! Kylie's got a snarky boy who knows her secret! Ooooooo!

What will happen next? Read more to find out! Rnr!

Cheers,

Kylie