Maybe I LIKE living with Vampires!

Chapter 1 Part A

Alicia’s POV:

My name: Alicia Marie Varge.

My age: 16.

My family: Vampires.

My Race: Werewolf.

Yeah, I know it’s weird. Not my fault! I actually love being me!

My parents died in a fight with someone, and when the vampires (my family) found me, I was crying. They took me in, and treat me like family. My brother’s name is Cole, and my parents are Kym and Ron. They are the best!

I don’t remember my parents. My new parents tried to tell me about them, I asked them not too. I am happy with them; I don’t want to think of myself as one of my birth parents. I am part of my family’s coven.

I am so grateful they haven’t kicked me out! I have caused them so much trouble, and forced us to move several times.

Oh, I know who I am, they insisted I know that. I am the one and only silver and gold wolf. I am embarrassed to say it, but I guess I have to embrace it. When you say it, I sound like that Rudolph, Christmas movie where he sings silver and gold. Grrrr…. What so great and important about me you ask? Well, quite frankly, I have no idea.

Even though I love my wolf form, I like to think of myself as sort of a vampire (I sure do smell like one…). When my mom and dad kept on with the story, I closed my ears and started singing “la-di-da-di-da-di-da” as loud as I could… They gave up after that. They told me the bare minimum.

So, I know I need to be careful about my wolf form. Nobody could see me. I feel like I belong. Well, now I’m scared. We are moving to this place close to my old home. Mom says it will be fine, and no one will know it’s me, but I’m still frightened.

One of the scariest necessary things I know about my parents was that they didn’t belong to a pack. This means they were rouges. That means I am a rouge. That was just kind of unsettling.

There is a thing about werewolves that need to belong to something. That usually meant a pack, save for a few sets of mates who belonged to each other and stayed on their own, but I have neither, so I am alone. When my parents told me my parents told me, they quickly said I could be a part of their coven. This helped, but I sometimes still feel lonely.

What I’m scared most about is my mate. If I move closer to home, it’s more likely I’ll find a mate. I know most of you think I should be overjoyed, I don’t want one.

Good thing about being a female werewolf is that we don’t have to mate. I can choose to ignore and never mate. Only the male wolf feels the connection, so I don’t have to worry about that. I just really don’t want a stalker right now!

I have to be really careful because all the packs are after me. The way they know that I am alive is that when I first changed, 4 years ago, a beam of silver light went out around the world, and then a gold one followed. It alerted every living werewolf that I was alive.

Great for me! Note the sarcasm.

Oh, and every pack has a tower in their territory that alerts them if a wolf enters their territory. Oh, and did I mention there are 2 bulbs on the top that turns silver and gold when I (in my wolf form) enter their territory.

Easy fix, I don’t enter in my wolf form. It would work, PROBLEM. Full moons, I can’t help it, and turn and run around usually in some territory or another.

The one good thing, they still wouldn’t know who I am because I avoid everything on the full moon. I tend to like to be alone. Plus there is nothing on Earth that can keep up with me, let alone catch me. :) PERK! Sometimes I challenge Cole to a race… he never accepts… :( sadness.

Well, tomorrow is my first day at this new school! I just wish I could start on the first day like a normal person!

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…Oh, and it would  be nice if the werewolves at my new school don’t figure out it’s me!

AN: Hey guys! Hope you like this! My first story! Please vote, comment and fan! I won’t upload the next part of Chapter 1 until I get at least 1 vote! PLEASE!!! L *begs!* it would make me feel special! Though…. everyone already tells me I am special…. not sure what that’s supposed to mean….