About To Be Known [Book 3]

The Life Of Claudia Stilinski

Notes:

Hello, I am back again.

I am really inspired to write the story.

So this update is going to be three chapters. Lucky for you guys.

I actually wrote these chapters in a very weird order. I was writing what was originally going to be chapter 21 weeks ago. But then this chapter came to mind so I wrote it and I felt like it should've gone before the chapter I wrote last week so I put it as chapter 21 and chapter 22 is still currently not done. But I went ahead and wrote chapter 23 and now I'm struggling to finish chapter 22.

I think you're going to get a lot of information from this chapter and I am finally seeing my story come together which is great. This is a lot of background information about Stiles' mother. And about Beacon Hills like years ago.

****Also, Peter does not know any of this. I explain why in chapter 23. But while you're reading if it doesn't make sense why Peter doesn't know any of this or why he never told Stiles anything, there's a reason for it. I already thought ahead.*****

Also, the whole chapter is in italic because it's about the past, up till the end.

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Claudia's POV:

Flashback......

I first moved to Beacon Hills so long ago. I was 20 at the time. Both my parents had passed away a long time ago, not from anything serious; actually, it was old age. My brother was 10 years older than me, So by the time I was born, my parents were already in their late 30s, early 40s. And it just happened like that, from a very young age I couldn't stand my brother.

At first, it was sibling rivalry; then, it was his anger that pushed me away. And the final straw was his controlling nature once you became a werewolf. I was really sad to leave my home where I've lived my whole life, but I realized for myself that I needed a new change, new scenery, and just something different. Something preferably away from werewolves for at least a little while.

My plan worked pretty well once I was 19 years old. I left Mystic Falls, and I went on a road trip up to California. I spent so much time in roadside motels and just tourist attractions around America. It was enjoyable and really free, considering I was trapped in a small town for so long.

Don't get me wrong; I love Mystic Falls. I had so many friends there, but after leaving a small town, you realize how big the world truly is. It's not a place where everybody knows you on the street; you could go unnoticed for days and just be free from nosy eyes. It was honestly refreshing. Because in small towns, everyone knew what your business was and if they didn't mind prying into your private life.

But outside of Virginia, nobody knew me. I could do whatever I wanted, and nobody would judge me. It was great and very freeing.

But once I got all the way to the west coast, my trip seemed to stop because there was no more road left to travel unless I wanted to go up into Canada or down to Mexico. Because I definitely didn't have the money to take a plane anywhere. My family was rich, and I did get a good chunk of inheritance, but I was smart. I wasn't just gonna waste all my inheritance money flying around the world; I did want to settle down and have a family at some point.

But definitely not now. I'm in the prime of my youth, and I was ready to just conquer the world.

It was hard being a werewolf on your own. I had to improvise places to change myself up every day. And the days I couldn't, I would drive as far into the wilderness I could get, and hopefully, I would remain within the area.