Clara's pov:
I grabbed my leather biker jacket, skull shirt with some Demi ripped skinny jeans and my black spiky combat boots. I ran out to the castle garage and grabbed my helmet and chose my red flaming bike to ride today. I hopped onto my bike and sped off. On my way there I found my favourite trail that leads to this massive hill that if you go fast enough you can land in the parking lot. I've done it many times but what can I say sometimes its good to show off to make a good impression. The hill was about 50 meters ahead so I started to pick up my speed so I can go faster off of the hill. My favourite part of going off of this hill is the rush you get when your 10 feet above the ground and you feel like your flying its the best felling to have in the world. I landed on the dirt at the ice-cream dock and to reduce my speed I did some doughnuts which earned me some hot chick whistles. I saw Ben sitting at one of the tables looking in my direction. I took my helmet off and whipped my wavy hair away from my face and walked casually towards Ben. I took a seat next to him, there was a comfortable silence between us so I decided to break it and start a conversation with him.
"do you want to get some ice-cream?"
"sure"
we both walked towards the cash and told the person behind the cash what we wanted, when we finally got our cones I lead him back to our table. We sat down in silence when I replayed our conversation last night on the phone.
"ben, do I make you nervous?"
I could tell that that question took him off guard a bit but I really needed to know if this boy has the slightest interest in me. After a couple seconds (which felt like days to me) he answered my question.
"to be honest clara, yes you do make me nervous and I was wondering if you want to g-"
his statement was cut short when we heard a huge cry of a wolf and along the tree line was millions of rouges ready to pounce. It took me a couple seconds to notice the rouge king in the middle. Their presence only means one thing and one thing only.
The war has begun

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WerewolfHi, my name is Clara Grace Jackson, my mom is Queen Jade Jackson and my dad is King Xavier Jackson. My mom is a panther shifter and my dad is a werewolf, so you would think I would be like them, but I'm not. I am something you will never see until...