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"Run, Red! Don't look back! Run! We love you!"

Those were the last words my mother ever told me. The words that kept me on the run. Those that I will always remember.

My pack was found and attacked by none other than our life long enemies.

Werewolves.

Our foolish and greedy ancestors' decisions were the cause of this feud between us werefox and werewolves. Ever since then, it has continued. It was never-ending.

I was one of the last few now. Considering that there was about fifty of us but because of the recent attack, there was only about five of us left. It may seem like a decent number but compared to the werewolves, we were on the verge of being extinct.

I've been on the run ever since werewolves attacked my former pack. We had went undercover for three years and it didn't seem like we were going to be found. Of course, that was to good to be true.

Last year we were attacked out of no where. Supposedly, we were spotted and found since a year ago and they were always keeping an eye on us. Waiting for our shields to drop.

We were all unaware of what was happening and thought that we were safe. To celebrate another year of being unfound, we decided to throw a party. That was the last party we threw because that was the day when we were attacked.

We were the last fifty werefox. We knew because we were always on the search for more of our species and never found any. So we thought that we were the last fifty, but we were wrong.

There was more of us.

I found out that there was about seven more of us and with the five left surviving from the attack, there was twelve of us. My companions and I were elated when we found more of us.

At first, it was hard for them to accept us because they thought that this was a plan so they ran away from us. Scared that we were going to be left alone, we went after them until we catched up to them.

It took alot of begging and pleading until they took us under their wing. We were really scared and unprepared to be fending for ourselves. We were young and naivë back then, being at the age of thirteen and fourteen.

So once they saw that we were no threat, they gladly took us in and treated us like their children. There was three adults. Two in their mid thirties, both whom were soul-mates, and one in his mid fifties who had lost his mate to werewolves.

The rest of the group were teenagers except for two of them who were in their early twenties. It was a small but friendly group. Me and my companions happy to be part of it.

That all happened about four years ago. Now I'm eighteen and in a happy relationship with Damien, my bestfriend and boyfriend for two years now. He was my bestfriend as far as I could remember.

We both helped each other to cope with our parent's death. One thing led to another and before we knew it, we were together as a couple. I had grown to love him and gave him my everything. Even the most precious and valuable thing a woman could have.

I was no longer pure and innocent. Both physically and mentally. I had seen and been part of enough cruelty, all involving werewolves. I saw life with different eyes and put on a strong face everyday.

Aside from that, I was happy with my life. Everything was just like I imagined, even if we were always on the run and moving from place to place. I was content with the life I had but of course, everything has to come to an end. In this case, it was all because of an Alpha.

Alpha Daxton.

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