The Unwanted Werewolf. (UNDER MAJOR EDITING)

~My Future Husband~

*Amitys POV*

When I awoke there was a blinding light in my face, I guess im about to find out my fate. I opened my eyes and saw a man standing in the corner off my room. His back was facing me so I took my time to try put a name to the shadowy man. Nope. Dont recognise.

"I see youve awaoken dear Amity" His voice was deep and husky. He turned around to reveal himself and I almost passed out.

"Luke? Wait. I thought your dad was my mate from the werewolf kingdom? How are you here if your not my mate. Theres a barrier, Only people who have pulls towards me can get through?" I said confused. 

"Oh dear, sweet, Niave Amity. Im not Luke sweetheart." The man grinned and changed right in front off my eyes. 

"Jesse?" I questioned. But instead off answering he chuckled and then changed again. Infront off me stood a boy about 2-3 years older then me. Probably just turning 21. I gasped. He had mousy blonde hair and bright piercing green eyes. He was wearing dark jeans and had a white wife-beater top on. 

"Who are you?" I questioned. My head was throbbing with confusion.

"Im Damon. Your mate from the Vampire world." He replied cooly. He then smiled and showed his perfectly white teeth that nearly blinded me. I excpected him to be a Vampire because hes incredibly hot. Vampires always turn alluring and hot when theyre changed. It amazing how it happens.

"But? I thought Lukes dad was my Mate from the Vampire world?" My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Oh, Him. No, he was just blinded by your beauty and alluring scent that he went crazy and would kill anyone to get to you. He was kind out of it. Nutjob" He muttered the last part to himself.

"Wait? Alluring scent. My scents the same as it has always been? and what do you mean 'Was?'"

"Your scent enhanced when you turned 17. Since then any male who is human would be attracted to you. Your what Vampires call baiters. We could use you to lure humans into a dark place where we could feed. But that would mean sharing you, and letting other males touch you. And now I have you. Your mine."

"Wait. I thought my purpose off life was to create peace between Werewolfs And Vampires?" I replied.

"It is. Well Was. Your misson is done sweet Amity. Our worlds have come together and are living in peace. Youve been asleep for 40 Years. I found you about 30 Years ago but the gaurd who gave you the sleeping drink added drugs. He tried killing you. But hes dead so it doesnt matter" He smiled at me and I smiled back.  

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my heart, I gasp and looked up at Damon. His smile changed into a worried look as he rushed over. I started getting images in my head. Off my life. Like flashbacks.

" Happy Birthday you slut, Not that you deserve it. Your useless, I feel sorry for your mate, Having to put up with a useless piece of crap like you. Noone should be put through that horror, You fat, Ugly, Whore. The whole packs ashamed off you. You should run away or just kill yourself even better. Noone wants you here. Little tip Sister. Knives are in the middle draw in the kitchen. Have fun"

"Your my... Mate" I whispered unsurely. He laughed before smirking. His hand dropped my arm and he looked me up and down in pure disgust. I backed away scared of what was about to happen. I knew what he was going to say before it came out.

"Ha. A big. Ugly. Whore like you. No way. Are you high? I REJECT YOU" He replied with an evil smirk. 

"DID YOU JUST SAY DARKMOON PACK OF CALIFORNIA? AS IN AMERICA?!"

"YOUR COMING HOME AMITY!"

"Niave little Amity. Tsk. Tsk" I hear a familuar voice say before I pass out.

Brilliant.