The Lonely Wolf

Veronica All my life, I have been at one boarding school or another. I barely remember the early years with my mother. I do remember my nanny and my elementary school years when I went to school in the coven with the other vampire kids. It was a small historically styled school house where there weren’t very many of us. The population in the coven is mostly my family members, since my mother is from one of the strongest vampire lines. It didn’t take long before the kids began to figure out I was different. My cousins were always unemotional and poised. My mom likes to say I’m too feral and lack the discipline to be vampire royalty. She sent me to North Eastern Secondary it was near a wolf pack but a school that was primarily for humans. I got kicked out of there for getting into a fight with a bully and biting them. I mean what did she expect? I am a vampire hybrid. It’s not like I went in ripper mode. Yes, she did need a blood transfusion, but I didn’t kill anyone. That was the last time I’ve actually bitten anyone although I still crave certain blood types. I just don’t hunt like some of the vampires. There’s no need for me to. My mom sends me a package of blood bags and other items I need every so often to satisfy my hunger. But, after that incident she sent me to one school after the next after my summer at some martial arts summer camp. I am grateful they at least cared enough to train me how to fight. I am not fast enough to pass the tests to be a warrior in the coven, but the strength I have been given by my wolf has made me a force to be messed with. I’ll need that if I’m going to live as a lone hybrid. The thought is scary but I’m taking advantage of everything. The training has given me the discipline not to let my emotions be easily shown. I have to be the one to make the plans. I guess preparing me that way is easier for my mother than to actually show up to parent. The schools are always questioning me about why she never comes to visit me or send for me to come home. I don’t know if I can even call that place home. I’ve never been accepted there. I’ve never gotten any of the affection I see other kids have from their parents. My cousins had to sneak to even associate with me and most of the time they would just sit at a distance and examined me like they thought I would attack them or something. They have been told me that they heard my parents were cursed by the moon goddess and put together as fated mates. That was why my own grandfather has tried to kill me many times for ruining the bloodline. My mother has always stopped him, but I would like to believe it is why she keeps me away. My grandfather, the self-proclaimed Vampire King, considers me an abomination. He has only allowed my mother to finance me until my 18th birthday. That’s kind of why I’m fixated on being able to survive on my own. My birthday is in a few months. Don’t worry, I won’t be kicked out on the streets. At my last school, I worked part-time, and I will do the same here once I find a job. I will be able to live off my savings when the time comes. I plan to save enough to get me through to my final year of boarding school. After that I have a solid plan. I have prided myself on being a good student, and I am a natural at every sport. Even with being sent to schools all over the US, my transcript has gotten me accepted into some great universities. I just need to talk to the guidance counselor about my scholarship funding and early enrollment into university. I’m going to whatever school that will give me a full ride and my family will never have to see me again. But first things first. I need a good breakfast to survive another first day at a new school. Since my schedule was made last minute with this late transfer, I need as much time with the school counselor as I can get. I just want something I can grab and go for breakfast. No need to try to try to find a good lunch table or meet anyone here. It’s almost impossible to make friends as a new kid in high school, nonetheless your senior year. Everyone has their cliques formed already. And this school has a lot of supernatural cliques . Mostly wolves but there are some witches, dwarfs and fairies . I’m assuming there is a wolf pack nearby since it seems like a large number of the students are wolves. I have already gotten quite a few looks during move-in day. They keep whispering about me being a wealthy rogue since I have my own room here. “Look there she goes”. A group of she-wolves were looking and whispering about me as I walked into the cafeteria. “I wonder if Roderick will chase her out from here or let her stay.” “She doesn’t smell like a typical rogue.” “Maybe her pack was destroyed.” I hear them say as I grab a muffin and some hard-boiled eggs. I wonder if Roderick is the Alpha. They didn’t address him by his title like the other pack wolves did their alpha at my other schools. I wonder if every pack does things differently. I’ve only read books and seen videos on wolf packs, so I don't know much about how they operate. At all my other schools they all just ignored me. They seem to be everywhere in this cafeteria pointing and whispering about me here. I hope they don’t try to induct me into their pack or try to kill me because I am considered an abomination of the species, a hybrid and a lone wolf. Why did my mom send me to this school? Things are a lot easier at schools that are mostly humans.