Blood pack (part 1)

Xavier.

Age: 16.

"Ohh! A puppy!" a little girl said. The pet shop owner picked the white lone dog up. The dog didn't do quite anything. But was irritated. The dog nipped at the pet shop owner's hand leaving a bruise mark on his hand running towards the little girl barking.

"It's a boy!" the little girl squeal like a nurse just after giving birth. She picked up the white, squatted pup who is trying to stay put on were he's sitting, and kissed him on the nose.

"Im going to call you Xavier." The little girl smiled. The puppy tilted his head, smiled, and wagged. It was his name after all. The puppy barked happily.

"I don't know… I think that boy' there is a wolf. He got claws… and fangs." The pet shop owner said. Gesturing to the puppy's paws and muzzle. Xavier growled and barked tiny loud barks at the shop owner. The little girl didn't mean to, but dropped the puppy on accident. Xavier showed his teeth dropping saliva like foam on the dirty tile floor. Slowly, he makes his way towards the pet shop owner, claws out. As the little girl panic she hurried and picked the puppy up and ran out the store. The pet shop owner was terrified. He stood behind the counter calling animal control and all types of aid. Then soon he remembered… with that puppy, it had a family. And the family was just starring right at them. Really their dad. There dad had markings, beasty eyes, long fangs and claws. He wasn't no ordinary dog. He was a wolf. And as soon as the pet shop owner got close to realizing and realizing, he quickly hung up. And ran out his own shop and wrote in marker 'CLOSE FORVER' and ran as far as he could run.

The wolf smirked at jump out the caged and pulled his wife, and his daughter out.

"Get out." He yelled in a raspy voice and dashed out the doors. His wife fallowed along with his daughter. The father figure trailed and sniffed the air in search for his son Xavier.