Little White Wolf

Chapter 1

Amira

"Amira get back here!" My father growled from the back door.

I wag my tail side to side playfully, I bark before speeding off into the forest.

While I'm running let me introduce myself. I'm Amira Donaldson, my father Andrew Donaldson is a teacher at my high school. Yes we're rogues and my father always tells me it isn't safe for us to run around in our wolf form, both me and my father have pure white coats that shimmer during the day and glow at night.

My mother however was shot by hunters when I was only a pup, they took her away and we never saw her again. Now let me explain to you why I'm running from my father.

You see, today the school is getting shots, that sounds pretty silly for a werewolf to be getting shots but if we don't people might suspect things. Me being me I refused and my father got frustrated so here I am, running through the forest with my father tailing close behind.

My father is faster than me but I'm smarter. Just as he was going to get me I darted to the left catching him by surprise and caused him to run head first into a tree.

My father didn't get up and I got kind of worried, I ran over to him and nudged the side of his face. I whined when he didn't make any movement.

I whined again as I licked the side of his face, he didn't move. A plan popped into my head and I started sprinting to the nearby lake.

I filled my mouth with water and sprinted back to my father, I made sure my face was directly above his before spitting the water out of my mouth.

My father's eyes shot open and I yelped in happiness.

He stood up and embraced me by rubbing the side of his head with mine. He nudged me directing me back to the house, I whined but ran back to the house anyway.

Once I reached the back door which was still open I saw my father's ripped up clothes from when he shifted to chase me, I padded over the clothes and up the stairs to my room.

I used my nose to push my door shut before shifting back and got dressed.

I dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans, a white long sleeved shirt that hugged my arms and chest area with an oversized Aztec cardigan and a pair of grey vans. Looking in the mirror I looked good and smiled as I picked up my hairbrush and brushed the long brunette hair that went to the bottom on my butt, I left it in its natural beach waves as I grabbed my phone and skipped downstairs.

"Ready to go dad?" I called out into the house.

My father walked out in his usual attire, dress pants with black freshly polished shoes and a white button down shirt. I held back a laugh when I saw the small bump on his hairline that looked like it hurt.

He noticed I was wearing long sleeves and gave me a disapproving look. "Your still getting the shots." He said as he grabbed the car keys and walked to the door.

"No I'm not, it's not like they can ask me to take off my shirt." I said matter of factly as I skipped down the driveway and jumped into the passengers seat.

He got in and chuckled. "Seventeen and still skipping." he muttered.

"You got a problem with that?" I ask folding my arms over my chest.

"Nope." he smiled as he pulled out of the driveway and headed to school.

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I walked through the front entrance of the school and got the usual looks from the students, the girls glared at me but I ignored it.

Once they saw my father I swear I saw them drool, my father was that typical "hot" teacher you read in books, minus the whole sleeping with students thing. My father rested his massive arm across my shoulders.

I shook him off. "Dad stop." I said not looking up from my phone.

He chuckles quietly before kissing my temple and walking off somewhere.

The moment he was gone a group of girls, also know as "B Team" came up to me.

"Yes?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

"Can we like, have your dad's number?" One girl asked with that typical snotty attitude.

I furrowed my eyebrows in disgust. "Can you like, leave my dad alone?" I said mimicking the girls voice before pushing past them and rounding the corner where my locker was.

I was putting my combination in when I felt arms wrap around me. I smiled "Hey Eliza." Eliza is my best friend, she's bisexual and doesn't attempt to hide the fact that she is either.

She lets me go and stands next to me. "I saw the girls gawking at your dad again." She informed me.

I laughed. "A group of them asked me for his number just before."

She snorted. "And what did you say?"

I shrugged. "I told them to leave him alone."

"Don't take it the wrong way but your dads hot." she exclaims, I raise an eyebrow at her "But your way hotter." she winks playfully making me giggle.

I link my arm with hers as we skip childishly to my father's class.