Against All Odds (Vampire X Werewolf) (Andy X Reader)✔️

Chapter 1: Werewolf Life

(The picture above is what you look like as a werewolf. Please disregard the tattoo.)

Your POV

As pups-or babies-we are taught to hate the vampires and to never go near one. This feud started years ago, when the wolf pack was settled here. We lived peacefully by ourselves, just the pack...but one day...vampires came by. They wanted our land and we refused to back down. A vampire started attacking the pack and the other vampires fought too.

Weeks and weeks of fighting passed and on each side of both enemies, their numbers were depleting. Wolves were killed, vampires were slaughtered, and only a hand full remained for both sides. That's when the pack leader, my father (aka King of Werewolves), made a peace treaty with the vampires...they get one part of our region, we get the other part.

So a treaty was made and cherry trees were planted to show our boundaries. If anyone crosses the cherry tree boundary, they would have to be killed. We all live by those strict rules. If any pack laws or vampire laws are broken, the rule breaker will die.

Years of peace have now gone by and it's still peaceful. Every year, the vampires and werewolves meet along the boundary and discuss the treaty, going over all rules to refresh memories.

As a werewolf, I am expected to learn how to hunt when I mature, so that I may provide for my pack. I am also the future leader of the pack, since I am the King's daughter. I have a brother named Jaime. We don't look anything alike, but we are still loved. I am the oldest by one month. Yes, werewolf birth is very quick. A werewolf's gestation period is one month.

As I am the oldest, I am the future leader, and as a royal, I have a betrothed. My partner was selected by my father. He chose the strongest, wisest, most killer wolf around...Vic. Vic and I have been friends ever since birth, we played as pups together, went to wolf training together, and we've loved each other ever since then...as best friends that is. Nothing more, nothing less.

My brother Jaime doesn't get a betrothed partner as I will be pack leader. He is currently 18 and has a girlfriend in the wolf pack named Jessica. She's very beautiful and I support his decision. I am also 18 and the teens in the pack are now going home from two years of survival training. Every teen wolf needs it, especially me. Our training grounds are far from home and it takes two hours to drive home from the training grounds. I sat in the back of the bus with Vic, one earbud in, listening to my music, and the other earbud out, listening to Vic talk. "Training was kinda hard, wasn't it?" He asked for my thought.

"Yea, at first, but I feel like I got the hang of it after the first 8 months. We're out there in the wilderness, we have to hunt, we needed shelter, and it was just you and I as everyone was paired in groups of two." I answered. I sat up and looked at everyone on the bus. The teens in the pack are:
Myself (Werewolf Princess)
Jaime (my bro and also the Prince)
Tony (a friend)
Mike (Vic's brother, also my friend)
Vic (best friend and betrothed)
Kaytlynn (friend)
Jessica (friend)
Erin (friend)

That's all of us. We are the future wolf pack and I will rule them with Vic by my side. "I can't wait to get home. I miss home so much." Vic sighed wistfully.

"I can totally wait two hours to get home. We have to go to actual human school when we get home. Remember? Ugh." I groaned.

Yea, we have to have at least two years of high school even though we're werewolves. I already did freshman year, we were pulled from school and told the school that we'd be homeschooled instead. Now that we're back from survival training, we go back for senior year and complete two years of actual human school.

"Oh shit! Damnit! That slipped my mind." Vic cursed. I remember freshman year...hehe...we were quite the trouble. We vandalized things, threatened the principal about seven times, made ourselves the dominant clique, and fucked anyone up who messed with us. In class is something completely different. While in class, we listened carefully and did what we were told. We did all of the work and understood mostly anything that we were taught. We were complete angels in class, in the hallways is when we become the rebels we are.