Chapter summary of Chapter 26 – A Werewolf'd Past And Present by My_beloved
In Chapter 26, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel A Werewolf'd Past And Present by My_beloved, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of A Werewolf'd Past And Present.
"Wouldn't you like to know," I spat at him. Which he didn't seem to like very much.
"Watch it, girl. You don't know who you're messing with," he sneered. I smirked.
"Watch it, girl. You don't know who you're massing with," I mocked his voice.
"Do you actually know what you are doing?" he questioned snobbishly.
"I should be the one asking that question," I stated.
"Why? You're just a pathetic human! You think a pathetic human can take a trained werewolf?!" He laughed. Causing him to clutch his stomach and him to close his eyes. Good. Using that to my advantage. I ran up to him round kick him in the stomach and punched him with my good hand at the same time. Putting him on the ground.
"Such a pathetic human now? You messed with the wrong person. I can take down whoever I want. Doesn't matter what they are," I spat kicking him in the head causing him to black out.
Two more werewolves came into view. This time they were smart and didn't shift. These ones were smaller then the one I just knocked out. One was a light brown and the other one a cream color. The light brown one charged at me growling at me. It jumped on top of pinning me to the ground. I brought my legs up to my chest and pushed with all my strength and the wolf flew off my me and landed on the ground, head first. It lay on the ground not moving, but breathing.
I was actually surprised that the two wolves didn't charge at me at once. Just one at a time. Maybe they didn't want to kill me. Ha! Who am I kidding. Everything wants to kill me.
The third wolf ran at me and I dove to the side landing on my back. I got back up quickly and turned around to land on my stomach. I yelled out when I felt multiple sharp teeth pierce my skin and sink deeper and deeper into my shoulder. That's when several other wolves came running into the clearing. The fasted one was the biggest one. A black one... With golden eyes...
Logan.
I cried out in pain again when the weight and teeth were ripped off me. I rolled over onto my back putting a hand over my now bleeding shoulder. I was breathing heavily. I stared at the sky, and just to think of it, all I wanted to do was go for a walk to relax.
Logan's face appeared over mine. Worry and concern dominated all emotions, though there was another I didn't know.
I smiled at him and ran my hand over his jaw line.
"What?" I finally asked.
"Huh?"
"You keep looking at me, there's obviously something you want to say," I stated.
"I shouldn't have left you this morning, this could've been avoided," he whispers.
"Logan, it isn't your job to hover and be around me every second of the day and you should expect me to go off once in a while, I'm a free soul."
"It's not only that. The rogues. There has been more and more coming towards the territory and more are actually succeeding as getting past the boarders. It's weird and is something that needs to get controlled."
"Is that where you went early? Trying to figure out how they're getting onto the lands?" I asked. Logan nodded. "There. Right there is a good enough reason for having to go this morning. This would've happened either way."

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