Outcast

Prologe

Intro

Being an outcast in your family or at school is bad but what about being an outcast in your pack? Well I would know I'm the outcast of mine...

Seeing as I'm the only white wolf it's only natural I'm an outcast. In a normal pack I would have been thrown out by now but my pack isn't all that normal, we live in the plains of North Dakota and are often at war with the other packs but, we never lose some say its our heritage others say its because the witches put a curse on all the other packs I prefer to think we are just smarter. My mother and father have both been removed from the pack due too some things they did. And the alphas son Octavian is searching for a way to be rid of me to but I'm getting ahead of myself I should start from the beginning...

Chapter 1: Beginning

So it all started the night of annual blood banquet (which is a night full of sacrifices and partying).

"Are you ready for the big night Taylor," Meg asks me with a curious glint in her silver eyes. Meg is one of the few of our kind who speaks to me, and doesn't blame me for being different.

I answer her question with a slight nod, trying to focus on keeping my stomach under control...but it doesn't work 'cause me lunch comes bubbling up.

"Woah, Girly how nervous are you? It can't possibly be that bad. You WILL have a great time tonight..." Meg's sentence trails off as she watches something behind me. I know who it is everyone in the pack knows his scent. Octavian.

"Why Meg do you waste your time over this outcast when there are far better werewolves to fawn over?" Octavian snorts.

"Maybe it's because Taylor is the only sane one in this pack!" Meg screams and that's when it happens Meg totally wolfs out. Meg has a ginger coat and dark eyes she looks soft and cuddly almost all the time I did say almost because when Meg is angry she looks like the most vicious werewolf alive. Octavian sees this to and being the coward he is he shoots out of the room using his supernatural speed to aid him in his get away. It's no use though because Meg pursues. Leaving me alone...

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At the blood banquet I find Meg who looks very satisfied with herself and who wouldn't be after knocking Octavian upside the head?

I take my seat just as the opening ceremony begins. Kyra the priest of or pack saunters out followed by his group of flee bitten followers, two of which hold a boy between them. Everyone can sense he is human and most start to lean forward anticipating the moment she will die.

Just as Kyra raises the curved knife I run up and jump in front of the boy. "How dare you disrupt the ceremony!" Kyra growls.

"This is wrong," I answer him "why should we kill their kind? We don't even eat them because they are to oily is it a sport? Because if it is its disgusting!" By now almost everyone has thier mouths open. I glance back at the boy and find him watching me waiting along with all the others for my next move...

And that's when my life changes from bad to worse. I turn grab the human and run. I run until I am in a human town where I drop the boy and start the run back.

When I return everyone is still in shock not surprising and right then and there I know my worst fear to be true I was alone....well not technically seeing as I was still in the pack but to know no one cares or will ever care is what being alone is to me. Everyone turns and carries on with the banquet like nothing happened I try to approach Meg but she gives me a sad look and turns away. Octavian saunters over (as if it wasn't bad enough) grins and says "now you truly are an outcast"

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The next thing I know it's dawn and I'm just waking up after last night I don't think anyone wants me to come back.