Alpha Travis

Kicked Out For Being Different

Chapter 2
Kicked Out for being Different

Cheyanne POV

" Mom! I'm home! " I yelled after walking into the house.

I heard her yell something back, but I didn't catch any of the words. Sometimes I think she forgets that I wasn't a Werewolf.

I lazily made my way up the stairs, wanting to extend my walk as much as possible. I had a pile of homework that I was really not looking forward to.

As I made my way into my room I kicked of my shoes and threw my school bag on the floor next to my bed, and put my books on top of my desk. I jumped stomach first into my bed and groaned.

" Ugh! Today was a long day. " I mumbled into my pillow.

" Are you gonna go running with the girls?" My mom asked while poking her head into my room.

I lift up my head and narrowed my eyes at her.

" What for? They're all going to shift and leave me to run alone anyways. " I shrugged.

I was sixteen years old and my Wolf had yet to make an appearance. The runt was sure taking her sweet ass time to show up. I mean everyone was supposed to shift when they turned thirteen. It was a custom. Yet here I am at sixteen still waiting. Sometimes I think I might never change, but mom always told me to give it time.

You see my mom is a Werewolf but my father he's a human. I mean I don't really mind not having my Wolf. I was kinda happy with how things were and it made it a lot easier to fit in with the humans. I didn't have to pretend to be as weak as a human, because I already was. I was a human with the Werewolf gene running through my system.

My only problem was when I had to socialize with the pack. The other She - Wolves my age weren't exactly the nicest people to be around with. In my opinion, they had too much fun when it came to shifting and leaving me behind. I had really grown used to it. Three years of being the misfit in the pack had given me that.

" Come on Chey, you know you want to run with the girls. You're really fast. " My mom told me, trying to give me a little push to join the girls who were gathering.

She was right though, I was really fast. But I didn't compare to their speed or their strength. Not shifting made me want to be better. I didn't want to be left behind. I thought that if I tried really hard, practiced more, ran more laps- I'd be able to compete with the rest of the shifters.

I didn't.

I was in great shape, but in the end - I was still a human. A weak human in their eyes.

" Mom, I really don't want to go! " I whined

" Yes you do. I know you do. " She said, smiling at me.

I really didn't want to go. I don't have time for this. I just wanted to relax before I had to start on all my homework.

" I have a load of homework to do. " I told her while pointing at the stack of books I put on my desk earlier.

" You'll do it later. Come on sweetheart. " she said giving me a pleading look.

My mom was giving me that sad expression that usually got me to do the things that I really didn't want to do... And she was going to win, yet again.

I groaned, but nodded my head in defeat.

" Fine, but you owe me big time. I really have a lot of homework to do and I don't want to go." I stated, just to make sure it was clear that I was going unwillingly.

She clapped her hands in excitement, which I considered a slight exaggeration.

" Gosh, you act as if I've just been accepted into Harvard. " I told her while rolling my eyes.