THE FALL OF REDWOOD
Ongoing · mattywrites
Aurora, a wolf who was a hunter, found her mission impeded by love, or so she thought. Her mission was to destroy, but would her love be destroyed in the process, or was there never any love to begin with?
I sat on the edge of the bed, my body tilted forward, my hands in fists, the weight of everything on me. The Redwood Pack had already taken enough from me already—my freedom, my trust, my belief in something real. They wouldn’t take anything else, though.
As I gazed out the window, the forest darted and stretched into the distance with unwavering determination. Somewhere out there, another girl awaited her capture, her life snatched away for the pack's greed. I couldn’t let that happen. I wouldn’t.
What would they do if they found out I was on to them? How much more was I willing to risk to bring them down?
The moon's pale light shone down on the room, but the questions were still going unanswered. Although I hadn't finished yet, my time was rapidly ebbing away. This wasn't the case by any means.
I sat on the edge of the bed, my body tilted forward, my hands in fists, the weight of everything on me. The Redwood Pack had already taken enough from me already—my freedom, my trust, my belief in something real. They wouldn’t take anything else, though.
As I gazed out the window, the forest darted and stretched into the distance with unwavering determination. Somewhere out there, another girl awaited her capture, her life snatched away for the pack's greed. I couldn’t let that happen. I wouldn’t.
What would they do if they found out I was on to them? How much more was I willing to risk to bring them down?
The moon's pale light shone down on the room, but the questions were still going unanswered. Although I hadn't finished yet, my time was rapidly ebbing away. This wasn't the case by any means.



