Chapter 2 - FAMILIAR ORDER (2/2)

If you have been treated like a pet for a very long time, there was a high chance that you could become one.

The same thing happened to the little girl when she was caught by a mysterious man that night. Who then tossed her into a cage to be presented as a lovely little pet for a rich man's wife, only to be abandoned after two months when she lost interest in the small creature that would claw her skin whenever she got the opportunity.

Her father told her to not shift in front of humans. That they mustn't know that she existed, or their kind existed in this world, thus she did what she was told.

She didn't shift for two years, or maybe longer than that, she was not sure… she lost track of time and almost forgot about the way to uncle's pack, and now she almost forgot about how to be human again.

The little white wolf lived in a huge, fancy house with scary looking people coming and going as they pleased.

If she was not in the cage, she would be chained in the backyard. No one wanted to play with the small beautiful wolf that would bite your head off.

She would eat and sleep, eat and bark, and eat and sleep again, the routine seemed to last forever until one evening, when she heard a commotion from inside the house.

The same screaming and cursing she heard the night she left her pack with her father, only less of howling, since they were humans and not shifters, but instead she heard the sound of guns being fired rapidly.

The white wolf stood on its four legs, her ears perked up to hear more of what was happening while trying to bite her chain. She saw a man running from inside the house, but then a bullet was fired and he fell face first with a dark hole in his head.

The smell of blood and gunpowder spread in the air and the white wolf yipped, she didn't like the scent. It was the scent of death.

However, she was on alert when someone approached her. He was a man dressed in black sweater and washed jeans, he walked slowly with his blue eyes fixed on her.

The white wolf barked, bared her teeth. She was a little bigger than the first time she was brought here.

The man didn't seem impressed by her hostility, but he crouched down anyway.

”Move, I will shoot.” Another male voice boomed behind the first man, but it only made the white wolf growl furiously when she saw that a gun was pointed at her.

”No,” the first man said. His blue eyes didn't leave her hazel ones. He raised his hand to prevent the other guy from shooting the wolf, but then his next word caught her off guard. ”Shift.”

The white wolf stopped growling at him, and stared at him curiously. The order made her revisit a faint memory in her hazy head. Something that was close to home…

The man then extended his hand and released her from her chain that was tied around her neck. She had this chain ever since she arrived in this place.

”Shift now,” he said again.

And the next second, it was a little girl, laying naked on the grass, defenseless.