I sighed as i pulled on the twentieth gown in my closet. This prefect, a middle thigh white body hug with a chestnet and my favourite pairs of white vans sneakers (not a fan of heels). Nicole better be happy that I'm even wearing this body hug for her birthday because who wouldn't prefer yoga pants and hoodie? I apply eyeliner, powder, mascara and lip gloss . I brush my long, Brown and wavy hair. When i looked at the mirror and was presentable enough, I grabbed my xar keys and phone....
    
         Oh yeah!, where are my manners? I'm Camilla Wiston. I'm a werewolf, it is quit unbelievable but turns out all my generations have been werewolves. Today my BFF, Nicolette is turning 16 and she is doing a big bash at the pack house. This is gonna be the first time meeting the Alpha. I enter my Lamborghini and drove to the Darkmoon pack house.

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"Gross!" I say for the fifth time

     I see a guy and a girl basically eating each other's faces. Nicollete was talking to some dude and I was now left alone on a picnic table.

     When the two psychos finally pulled away from each other, the guy and I locked eyes. I blinked and he was gone.
 
      Nicole and the guy she was talking to walked over.

      "Camm, I've found my mate! Meet Nicholas. Nicholas this is Camm, My BFF" Nicole gushed.

         I muttered a 'hi' and excused myself to the toilet even though I had no idea where it was.

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