I sat on the school steps staring at the photo in my hand. How was I suppose to find my brother with a picture of him when he was three. He must be about nineteen years old now, I wonder if his Father is still alive. I looked at the little boy in the picture and made a mental note of what I know, his name is Brady, he would be nineteen, has brown hair and blue eyes, and is a werewolf. Maybe Zack knows him or someone has heard of him before. He wouldn't have the same last name he would most likely change it to his Fathers last name.
The school bell ringed signaling that school was over. The main doors opened and kids flew out like their was a fire. People scattered going to different colored cars or lining up to get on the yellow school busses.
The first person I see is Emma running over to me, "where the hell have you been?" she asked before engulfing me in a hug. "Hi" is all I managed to let out, when she let me go I took in a big breath breathing again.
I looked back at the school and their were only a few stragglers coming out. I turned to the sea of cars and to only see Sam talking to a few of his friends. "Where's Zack?"
"He's back at the house, come on I'll drive you." I followed her to her car and hopped in. The car windows were down making my hair fly in my face, pulling my hair out of my face I stared out the window and into the forest. That was a blur of green and brown.
When we had parked in front of the house, I looked over at Emma but she was lost in thought and her eyes were clouded. I stepped out of the car and waited for Emma, but the first person I see walk out of the house doors was Zack, when his eyes connected with mine he was in front of me in a matter of seconds. He picked me up and spun me around, he had a huge grin on his face and his eyes were lit up.
Once he put me down I patted down my hair so it wasn't a mess. I grabbed his hand intertwining our fingers together. "Lets go for a walk" I suggested
As we strolled down a dirt path we kept silent, the birds around us chirped happily and the leaves rustled in the wind. I came to a halt and looked up at Zack, "I have a brother, well step brother."
"What does that " cutting him off I continued "He's a werewolf and I think that's why my mom want to kill your kind because of my brothers father. I'm going to go find him." I pulled out the picture from my pocket. "He is the little boy in the picture and in name is Brady, he should be about nineteen. Do you think you know him?" I asked
He stared at the photo for a minute his eyes going back and forth between Brady and his Dad. "Their is an Alpha that has a son named Brady and I think he his nineteen or twenty."
"Ok great lets go to there pack then."
"Ya but Isabell his Father is Alpha Johnson, on the Blood moon pack. They are the fiercest and strongest pack in America."
"Then come with me, I need to talk to him." I beg
He sighed and ran a hand threw his hair. "Fine, I just need to tell Sam when do you want to leave?"
"Tomorrow morning"
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WerewolfBefore you read: please know that this story was written when I was a lot younger, so it was not written well. Her whole life Isabella has obeyed her mother and lived in her shadows as the queen's daughter and princess of the angels. All of her life...