Rogue

Chapter One

"Where is he?" I growled at him. 

"Where's who?" he asked innocently. 

"YOU KNOW WHO!" I screamed. 

"No need to shout doll, do you mean William?" I could tell he was enjoying all of this. What a sick prick. 

"YES! Where is he?" I asked again. 

"Sorry sweet cheeks I don't know where he is..." He smile at me. 

 "Wrong answer." I pulled a small knife from my jacket pocket and threw it at him it landed right in the crook of his neck, he stumbled back and fell to the floor. I walked up to him as he was bleeding out on the floor and asked, "I'll ask you again, Tom. Where is he?" 

"I'll never tell you, you little bitch." He spat at me, he starting spitting up blood, it was only a matter of time before he would bleed out completely. 

"Goodbye Tom." I took the knife from his neck, then stood up and started to walk out of the warehouse. 

Once I was outside I walked to my car,   it was a 1962 Chevrolet Impala Convertible, it was black with red interior and I love it.

I turned my car on and it purred to life, I drove back to the motel I was staying at. I flopped onto the bed and closed my eyes. How am ever going to find him. 

Him. I could see every detail of his face, I can still remember his horrible musky smell.

When I was five, William killed my family and took me for himself. He kept me locked in a cage only feeding me scraps, beatings where everyday,  it was hell. But I survived. 

William is a vampire, I am a werewolf. 

I managed to get away when I was 16, I'm now 19, I've been after him for 3 years and I still don't have anything on where William could be.  

I was currently in some small Washington town, I followed Tom here from California clearly this turned out to be a bust. 

I got myself to some small-hole in the wall motel. 

As I was laying on the bed my stomach started to growl, I stood up threw on a new outfit; just a new pair of jeans, a white v-neck, my leather jacket, and a pair of vans.

I walked out of my motel room and started towards the town it was small everything was in walking distance. I found my way to a little diner, I opened the door and I heard a bell ring followed by, "Hi hun, take a seat where ever you like." A lady in a uniform, with a name tag that said 'Dot' smiled at me.

"Thanks." I whispered. 

I could feel all eyes on me as i wandered over to the counter. I took a seat and as I sat down Dot poured me a cup of coffee. 

"So what will it be darlin'" she asked.

"Umm.. " I looked quickly at the menu, "...I'll take 2 eggs over-easy, white toast, bacon and hash-browns. Please."  I told her. 

"Comin' right up." She said, she gave me a smile and then walked away. 

I took a sip of my coffee, when the bell above the door sounded followed by loud talking and laughing. I turned around to see a group of people who looked to be around my age or older; when they spotted me they all got quiet. I quickly looked back down at my coffee, still being able to feel their eyes on me. 

Soon enough I heard them start whispering. 

"Who is she?"

"Is she a werewolf?" 

"Doesn't she know she need permission to be on our territory." 

Not liking where their questions were going, I got up and threw a twenty dollar bill on counter. I walked out of the diner and b-lined it for the woods; my fast walk soon turned into a sprint. 

After running for awhile I shifted into my wolf. 

My wolf was a deep red brown color, with gold eyes. 

I soon came to a small clearing and took a long drink from it. 

I then heard the snap of a branch and the growl of a wolf. When I turned around there were about eight wolves behind me, I assume it was the group that was in the diner. I've never see more than two werewolf's at a time. 

The big gray one growled at me, I shifted back into my human form and the big gray walked up to me, he sniffed my hair and then shift in to his human form. 

Then whispered, "Ella?" 

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