It’s 8:15am, I’m glad my house is not far from school about a 20 min walk. As I’m walking to school I see other students from my school. Passing by a group of girls I see them looking at me and giggling. I just roll my eyes at them. It no longer bothers me.
“ let me at them. I’ll tear their pretty little heads off” Lyric growls.
“ they ain’t even worth it!” I say back to her.
Lyric is my wolf. She’s a beautiful white wolf and super strong might I add. I shifted the first time when I was 14, that’s earlier than average. Most wolves shift when they turn 16 and find their mates at 18.
I used to wrestle my dad when I first shifted. My dads name was Brad and my moms was Kelly. They both died protecting me from rouge attacks when I was 16, resulting in me living with uncle Tom.
My parents loved me so much. They gave me such a beautiful life. Took me to parks and zoos when I was young. Ice cream shop after dinners.
Mmmm I can still remember tasting my favourite ice cream. Chocolate mint.
The two things that I can remember them constantly was them asking of me to never shift in front of others. They didn’t want people to see me in my wolf form because it was different. They knew it would raise questions. Was a white wolf really that different and rare? Guess so if they didn’t want my wolf to be revealed. Another thing from my parents was stories. Since I was young they always told me bedtime stories about a royal couple. The queen of vampires and king of lycans. You see lycans are very similar to werewolves except they are 10 times much stronger and faster and bigger in size. The royal couple were so in love, as they were mates. They unfortunately were wiped out by rouges when they gave birth to their twins, a boy and girl. The first hybrids to ever exists. Their location is unknown. Some people say they died with their parents and others say they were captured by rouges and were trained to become the rouge leaders soldiers. As hybrids they must have unique abilities.
Yes, I made it in time for class. For a minute I thought I might be late. My high school is the typical high school. Filled with different kind of social groups. We have the cheerleaders (Stacey’s group) the Jockeys (football team, Jake’s group) rockers, and last the outcast group which is me, Katie and Jacob. Katie and Jacob are the only two friends I have and to my benefit they are wolves like me. Katie also works at the pack house in the kitchen.
“Two more months left” says Lyric and she’s right. Just got to survive these last two months and I can be free.