Here I am. My dream almost repeated itself. If it wasn't for the fact I left when I did Charlie, Spring, and my mate would've died. But I always wanted to know what it was like to die.
    Looks likeI'm about to find out. "May you live a long life Jake. Rise and awaken, for now your saviour has been freed." I say this through a mind-link.(Jeesh, Isound like a god.)
    "Well, Al it was nice knowing you. I'll see you and dad in the spirit world to be reborn" I thought. "It was a pleasure bro."said al. And with that being said I felt the silver burning my skull as I grew limp and lifeless. The darkness greets me with wide arms. But you won't believe what I saw.
      Alpha Jake's point of view:
    I could've just sworn I was dead. Yet I heard Luke speak. He, was speaking to me while in his wolf form. I heard him though. Maybe the bullets don't affect me. There are no witches around. Just Luke and the rouges.
    But still, once again I watch as Luke was shot. His supposedly dead carcass tossed beside me. Although I can't move, I know he's dead. Yet he saved me. Somehow Luke put a spell on me that saved my life.
    But that's impossible. Then again, he was a golden wolf as well. A full grown one at that. Something's not right here. "Aww, look at the dead friends. The look cute. Almost as if the other one is still alive." said a rouge. I guess he didn't know I was breathing.
    It's a good thing because I don't need trouble.
    The rouges eventually left. I'm glad they don't know I'm alive. But what about Luke? No werewolf could survive a bullet to the head like that. Then again, he can't be a werewolf.
    I don't know what he is. But something tells me he's still alive in there somewhere. I can see it in his eyes. He's dwindling between life and death.
    When I was sure the rogues were gone I stumbled to my feet. Hank was speechless. He didn't know what to say. I can't blame him either. Here he is, Luke. The same kid that somehow changed me completely. How am I going to break it to my sister and my little mate. The pack will be in sorrow for months.
    He's not dead. I'm not giving up. I'm taking him to the pack doctor. He'll know what to do. He's got to or I'm releasing my duties as leader and doing suicide.
         Luke's point of view?
    What's, going, on? I don't know what I'mseeing. I'm back in the woods? Wait, am I supposed to be dead?
    In front of me, I saw my body. Limp and lifeless. Guess who was holding it, Jake. He looked ready to burst into tears. Jake? No, never. But he was. Al appeared in front of me. "Al, am I dead? I ask him. "No, barely able to move on the thin line. We have to move. Something is coming this way." said Al. I'm in my weak puppy form, so I have to be protected.
    I stood behind Al. Afraid of what could be coming. Then I saw it. A large, ugly silver figure. It shaped into the form of Spring in her adult wolf form. "We never did get to the ceremony. "said a raspy voice barely of any resemblance to Spring.
    More figures came out. We were surrounded. A whole bunch of ugly silver- looking wolf figures. What do they want with me?
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