Craig smirked at her words, the very definition of normal had changed so much for him in the last decade. Family, pack even had once been normal. Now it was a strange and almost scary thought. Normal had once been a nine to five office job, a savings account and a golden retriever. Now he worked nights, bouncing at a club. He kept his money in cash in his apartment, and most dogs went primal with just a sniff of his scent.
As the crowd moved forward, he stayed at Verda's side, never falling even a stride behind. He listened intently as she spoke, shaking his head once as she mentioned telling his everything. "I doubt I would want to know everything you know, nor would I want to hold an advantage over you... But I would like to know what I'm coming up against so I can be prepared..." He was even more off balance over this whole thing now that she had told him he really knew nothing about this new pack. "Full moon is only a few weeks away... And with finding you where I run... The last thing I stumble in to the whole pack" He doubted he could take more than two or three skilled wolves in a fight. And as this was his territory, he couldn't run away from them...
He glanced at her as they continued down the street, he could only assume they where heading somewhere, not just walking aimlessly. "You don't strike me as being very low in the pack... Is that part of why your here? You piss your Alpha's off and stage a rebellion?" That was sort of how he'd left his pack, with a 'don't ever come back' farewell. In the six years he'd been in that pack, he'd changed a lot, personally and emotionally. He could understand the need to get out from under an oppressive thumb once your Wolf had discovered it was a dominant
I put the pedal to the metal
as the sun goes down.
Leave everybody sleepin
in this sleepy town tonight,
And at the break of day,
I'll be a runaway!
A hundred miles in,
I got a stupid grin on my scruffy face.
With every cigarette,
I'm burning my regrets.
Don't want to leave a trace.
And from the rear-view,
I've got clear view of who I used to be.
A little bit faster now,
Don't wanna turn around.
I'm a runaway!
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