Hunting Wolves

Chapter 1

I stare at the picture in my hands. Noticing how my parents and brother look so happy and alive. Sighing, I place the photo inside my wallet.

I look at my outfit before I leave.

I'm wearing a light purple short skirt that show off my long tan legs, along with a white, lace, long-sleeved top. For shoes I'm wearing tan, closed toed heels. I then observe my face. My long brunette hair is more on the wavy side, pulled back into a messy ponytail. My makeup is very natural. I applied a tan eyeshadow on my lids, set of eyeliner on the top and half of the bottom that frame my big brown eyes, mascara on my eyelashes, and to top it off, I added a light pink blush.

Satisfied with my appearance, I grab my laptop and black purse and walk out to my white Honda civic.

I park right outside of Starbucks. Collecting all my necessary items, I walk into the comforting smell of coffee.

"One Carmel frappechino please."

Minutes later I collect my drink and sit in a big comfy chair near the corner. I open up my laptop and log in. As it takes a while to log in, I start to contemplate about my calm and interesting life.

I own my own business called Photos by Adela. It's a quaint little shop down the street by a Chipotle, Forever 21, and a nail salon. I can take almost any pictures people throw at me. Anywhere from weddings to senior pictures to birthday parties. Since I am the only photography business in Diamond, Oregon, I get a multitude of visits. Today seems to be the only day I have no appointments, so I decided that I deserved a relaxing day and closed up the shop.

Sipping my frappe, I log in to Pinterest.

It's been about a week and a half since my last wolf hunting.

Since I am very well-known in the werewolf world my huntings are strategic. I've been hunting wolves since the age of fifteen. I've always despised the fact that wolves have more power, strength, and stronger senses than humans. Ever since my parents and brother were murdered, I came to the conclusion that I would hunt werewolves.

I used to get payed to hunt and kill specific wolves. I finally quit it because I didn't want to hunt wolves for the money. That's why I hunt in my spare time as a hobby and created a business of doing something that I love.

While on Pinterest and thinking about how funny my life is, I didn't hear that someone was calling my name.

I look up to see my best friend, Kieran, walk up to me with a bright smile on his face

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Sorry it's long! I wanted you all to know a little bit about Adela and what she looks like!! Please comment what you think!