Howl At The Moon ( Camren)

Chapter one

"Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter.."

A petite brunette hummed along to the tune of 'Don't Rain on my Parade' as she walked down the quiet street. The sun was beginning to set and she had just left the school premises because she had stayed back to practice her solo for Glee Club.

"More like to avoid those mangy mutts," huffed her wolf, pacing back and forth in her head.

Camila sent a mental glare aimed at her wolf and was responded with bared teeth and a flick of a tail.

"Someone's cranky," muttered Camila aloud as she kicked a stray pebble along the sidewalk and squinted at the setting sun. It was starting to get dark. She better hurry home.

"Excuse you," sniffed her wolf haughtily "I'm not the one hiding away in the school auditorium waiting for those mutts to leave so that I could go home without getting injured for once."

"Well, Dinah is away for Cheerios camp or else we wouldn't be walking back at this hour."

"We shouldn't have to rely on Dinah to protect ourselves little one. And Shawn can only do so much against the rest of them by himself," chastised the wolf gently.

"We are at the bottom of the pack, it's not like we can do much on our own!" Camila gritted her teeth as she admitted what she already knew-what everyone else in her pack already knew the moment she was turned-that she belonged at the lowest rang of the pack's ladder, the weakest link as Austin frequently reminded her. He was still stinging from the fact that she broke up with him even though he continuously reminded her about how grateful she should be for him to have chosen her as his potential mate as it elevated her status within the pack-somewhat.

Once, she managed to get through to him that she no longer wanted to be with him -the person that bit her and changed her life forever- the boy joined forces with the rest of the wolves in the pack that took pleasure in bullying her. Dinah and Shawn were the only ones in her pack that protected her but there was only so much they could do before running into a pack member that was ranked higher than them, causing them to step aside due to the hierarchical ruling system of the pack. Recently, the bullying had escalated and more than once, Camila had escaped with injuries that would've been serious if it weren't for the accelerated healing that comes with being a werewolf. She wanted to leave if she could. But leaving the pack would mean death for her as lone wolves are not tolerated in pack territory and becomes fair game to any members of the pack.

"We only have to hold on for one more year then I'm selling the house and getting out of this place and... what's wrong?" Camila paused in her footsteps as her wolf stopped pacing and was on high alert.

Camila looked around, taking in her surroundings. She had taken the path through the park near the edge of the local forest . Camila normally used this route as a shortcut but it was her first time using it so close to nightfall. The streetlights cast uneven shadows on the trees and she could feel her hackles rise. The atmosphere was completely silent. The night insects have stopped chirping and everything seemed to be waiting for something to happen.

"Something is coming," snarled her wolf and Camila tensed, getting ready to defend herself, or run, whichever option that would bring her to safety.

Her heightened sense of hearing picked up the sound of something crashing through the woods heading towards her and within seconds a white figure barreled out into her path, 10 feet in front of her.

Under normal circumstances, had a wolf the size of a motorcycle barreled it's way into her path, teeth bared and madness in its eyes, Camila's first human reaction would've been to run.