The new wolf chpter 2

Story by lucifer94 on SoFurry

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#2 of the new wolf

here is chapter two of the new wolf. again thank you Mr Drake for being my beta reader and helping me with the process of editing.

speaking of beta reading, PM me if you are interested in being one. your main job will mainly go over my grammar and spelling, but i am willing to return the favor.

plese be honest and enjoy this chapter


Usually the morning after transforming, it is expected for the werewolf to be disoriented, especially if one isn't used to it. You wake up in an unknown place, probably covered in dead leaves you rolled around in, regretting the rodent you ate last night. Lots of things really. So, waking up to Eliiot scream 'what the fuck' first thing in the morning is something I expected. What I didn't expect was him pushing me off the bed when he did it.

"What the fuck," he yelled, "Who the fuck, where the fuck, what's going on?! Fuck!"

"Okay hold on," I yawn as I get up off the floor, "Just calm down." I rub the sleep out of my eyes and look at Elliot. He looks like a redheaded twink, skinny and doesn't have much muscle on him. "Just give me a minute," I hear footsteps and the door of my cabin open. Elliot runs outside with only the shirt on his back.What a great start to a morning.

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My mind races as I bolt in a random direction from that cabin, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck?! How did I get into a camp? There isn't supposed to be one anywhere close to where I was last night! That thing might have gotten lose and wondered here. As I run, I see people exiting some of other cabins. Shit, I can't be seen. I hide behind a tree.

The cabin close to me opens, walking out of it is a group of teenagers, one of them without clothes on. "Time for breakfast," the complete nudist yells.

"Not so fast," a girl, fully clothed, thank god, grabs the boy's hair, "you go back and put some clothes on."

"Come on I'm hungry."

"I don't care, there are kids present and you are not going to sling that dick around this early in the morning!" while she said it two others grab his arms and pull him back to the cabin.

What kind of place am I in? Even if I wanted an answer, I didn't have the time. I need to get out of here before anyone sees me. I go around the back of the cabin and peek around the corner. There are a few small buildings close together. I hope those are empty.

I decide to run to the closer one. The door was unlocked. The inside looks like something you might find in some slasher horror movie camp set. I duck behind a chair and try to be silent. I try to pick up any hints that there are people in this cabin. A loud creak fills the cabin. "Morning," I hear.

Again? I spot a closet close by and duck inside. It wasn't that big but is was big enough to hide in. Please don't find me, please don't find me. "Morning T," another voice chimed in. All I could tell was both voices belong to a female.

"You're not downstairs, Celica?"

"No, I just woke up T. Did you hear something?"

"I thought I heard the door open just now." Shit!

"It's probably Millia," I hear footsteps move above me, "Millia you down there?"

"Yeah I'm down here," another voice says. A third person is in here?! "I just needed to get something for Ash in my car." There's four people here?! How much worse can it get? "she still sleeping?"

"Last I checked," one of them moves around a bit, "Yep still sleeping."

A figure, whom I assume is Millia, passes in front of the door, holding a small box. I backed into the closet more; I am not risking getting caught just to see what she looks like. "Put it in Ash's room for me, will you?"

"Yeah," movement.

"Anyway, where were you last night, Mil?"

"Just a recovery mission, we found a newly transformed wolf last night." Is she talking about me? "We're going to interrogate him in a bit." Interrogate, for what? "Anyway, I have to leave," I heard the front door open.

So, I didn't wander into this campground, I was deliberately brought here. I honestly can't tell if that is good or not. But why would they bring me here? Are they involved with...?

"Hello anyone here?"

"Cel, aren't you just imagining it?" Huh?

"No, there is definitely another person here." My heart stops for a second. "Come down here, you might smell it."

Smell? I know I didn't take a shower yesterday, but I shouldn't smell that bad. "your right, it smells like the brand Mitch uses." My deodorant!

"Oh god, Mitch, get your fucking ass out here!" I cover my mouth and back into the closet some more, "I am going to beat that ass of yours today Mitch!"

"T, what if it wasn't Mitch?"

"I don't care!" 'T' stormed off to another room, screaming for 'Mitch' to come out to so she can beat his ass.

If I stay here there is no doubt T would find me. On the other hand, is it really smart to run around randomly without a plan? Even if I do escape here, how would I get out of camp? They probably left my car behind so I wouldn't escape. My Phone! I reach for my phone, only to feel my own skin instead. Shit my phone isn't here. Wait._You know how shows' characters have an 'oh crap' moment. They slowly process what they either just heard or saw and something just clicks. That is what happens to me at this moment, "What the Fuck!" _where the fuck are my pants? Have I been pantless since I got here? Have I been streaking the entire time and was unaware I was doing this? Fuck, this could put me in jail. As if i don't have enough problems as is.

The closet door swings open. An African American woman was stares at me, "Found you," is all she said before pouncing.

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"Elliot," I tried calling out. Like he would respond.

"Hey Chester," I jumped. Millia laughed, "Did I scare you?"

"Yeah."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. I thought we could go to the mess hall and pick up something before the meeting. So, where's Elliot?"

"He ran off after waking up and I'm trying to find him. You haven't seen a half-naked red-head guy running around like a chicken with his head cut off, have you?"

"Can't say I have."

"Text me if you hear..." a loud scream rang across the camp ground, "What was that?"

"That was Celica," Millia ran back to her cabin and I closely followed her.