King Redeemer
Chapter 1: Myself "Redeemer "
There I stood as the sun shined down
on my red fur
The cool breeze blew as the smell of wild flowers dancing in the open fields.
Feeling the dirt underneath my paws.Makes me feel alive. Deep down I still have this emptiness. That eats slowly at my soul. Needing to be filled with love. The one I can give my all too.
Let me introduce myself. Im Akron Noble. First born son of the Firewalkers. Our fur as red as fire. Burning down everything that gets in our way. Im called "Redeemer" the one that tries to give hope to the lost.
I have a big family. There's ten of us and over 250 pack members. We're the second biggest pack in the world except for the Royal Pack. The Golden Souls. They're the strongest ones. Its sad that the young princess disappeared over seventeen years ago.
They've been searching everywhere for her. But she vanished one morning in the rose garden. No sound ever came out of her mouth. They searched the woods and even the human world. We call it. We have to mass our smell when we go there. So no stragglers can sense any of us. We don't want the alliance broken. Only a few humans know that we are werewolves. They keep our secret and even bring our supplies to our territory.
On our pack lands we have schools, several restaurants and even several grocery stores. But some stuff we need we can't get here. Only in the humans territory. That's why we mass our smells. Every time we go there the human girls drool all over us. Im not interested in any of them. Im only made for one love. That's my mate. She's made for me. Two souls connecting together as one. She will be my everything. And her smell will drive me wild.
When that day comes. I'll be in heaven with my girl.
Out of nowhere, I heard a whimper coming from the woods. This smell wasn't ours it was from another pack. I twisted around getting low; ready to attack.
when a very bruised naked blond girl stumbled out of the woods.She had open wounds. Bleeding..I changed back into my human form still fully dressed. That's the difference between my family and I.
They're not dressed like I am. When they change back.
I rushed over to her. Taking off my shirt. covering up her battered body. Scooping her up in my arms. Running as fast as I could. With her cradled in my arms. Her blonde matted curls bounced up and down. As the wind blew through my hair.
I busted though the double doors to the last room on the left. When I heard growls all around me. I stopped at the door and my eyes flashed with flames. I growled the loudest I've ever have. Making everyone drop to their knees. Bowing there heads.
The doctor rushed out. Taking the girl from my arms; trembling. I looked him into his eyes and said, "You don't hurt her.You treat her wounds. I'll be back shortly to check up on her. She's under my protection. No one lays a hand on her. If they do. They answer to me. Do you understand. "
The doctor hurried and nodded his head. Carrying her to the back. I scanned the room quickly making sure nothing was out of place. Turning around heading out the door.
When I was knocked off my feet.
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There I stood as the sun shined down
on my red fur
The cool breeze blew as the smell of wild flowers dancing in the open fields.
Feeling the dirt underneath my paws.Makes me feel alive. Deep down I still have this emptiness. That eats slowly at my soul. Needing to be filled with love. The one I can give my all too.
Let me introduce myself. Im Akron Noble. First born son of the Firewalkers. Our fur as red as fire. Burning down everything that gets in our way. Im called "Redeemer" the one that tries to give hope to the lost.
I have a big family. There's ten of us and over 250 pack members. We're the second biggest pack in the world except for the Royal Pack. The Golden Souls. They're the strongest ones. Its sad that the young princess disappeared over seventeen years ago.
They've been searching everywhere for her. But she vanished one morning in the rose garden. No sound ever came out of her mouth. They searched the woods and even the human world. We call it. We have to mass our smell when we go there. So no stragglers can sense any of us. We don't want the alliance broken. Only a few humans know that we are werewolves. They keep our secret and even bring our supplies to our territory.
On our pack lands we have schools, several restaurants and even several grocery stores. But some stuff we need we can't get here. Only in the humans territory. That's why we mass our smells. Every time we go there the human girls drool all over us. Im not interested in any of them. Im only made for one love. That's my mate. She's made for me. Two souls connecting together as one. She will be my everything. And her smell will drive me wild.
When that day comes. I'll be in heaven with my girl.
Out of nowhere, I heard a whimper coming from the woods. This smell wasn't ours it was from another pack. I twisted around getting low; ready to attack.
when a very bruised naked blond girl stumbled out of the woods.She had open wounds. Bleeding..I changed back into my human form still fully dressed. That's the difference between my family and I.
They're not dressed like I am. When they change back.
I rushed over to her. Taking off my shirt. covering up her battered body. Scooping her up in my arms. Running as fast as I could. With her cradled in my arms. Her blonde matted curls bounced up and down. As the wind blew through my hair.
I busted though the double doors to the last room on the left. When I heard growls all around me. I stopped at the door and my eyes flashed with flames. I growled the loudest I've ever have. Making everyone drop to their knees. Bowing there heads.
The doctor rushed out. Taking the girl from my arms; trembling. I looked him into his eyes and said, "You don't hurt her.You treat her wounds. I'll be back shortly to check up on her. She's under my protection. No one lays a hand on her. If they do. They answer to me. Do you understand. "
The doctor hurried and nodded his head. Carrying her to the back. I scanned the room quickly making sure nothing was out of place. Turning around heading out the door.
When I was knocked off my feet.
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