Almighty Lycan.

Present Day.

As I rode through Canada, on my black Harley Manson, I couldn't help but to admire how the wind blew through my long brown curls. Chill bumps rose on my arms and legs and the parts of my skin that were exposed. It felt good considering I had been riding with the Sun beaming down on me for many hours now.

I had been riding through Ontario for the past three hours to get home, and I was five minutes away on bike. So I sped up.

Its not like I had a curfew, because I didn't even have parents, but don't tell the authorities that. Plus this is my first time being here, and I was not trying to start High School soon, and I don't think that's gonna happen anyways. I'm far too busy to have to deal with petty high school drama.

I'm not feeling the story about how I got to this place, so for a little, I'll let your mind run free and wild. I don't need to take that trip down memory lane. Not yet.

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When I pulled up to my small blue house, I noticed how every other house was white, so my house was a stark contrast against the others. Back at my old pack, you were shunned for being different. Everyone was expected to act the same, because drawing attention to yourself if you're not the alpha is a really bad idea.

I smirked already knowing that I would love this house. Not because its my favorite color, even though it was, but because it was different. I liked different. One of the many reasons why I was constantly beat and cursed.

Walking into the house, I already felt at peace, as its warmness enveloped me into a warm hug, as if it were welcoming me home. The smell of warm vanilla and brown sugar wafted towards me, causing my senses to overload. My mouth watered and my nose twitched.

My house was all white, with little bits of baby blue in detail. Two of my favorite colors.

My bedroom was a gigantic rainbow, for I had everything of every color. I don't understand how girls can have only a few colors as their theme for their room. I guess how your room looks, it reflects your personality. Well, if this were true then my mind is just a big jumbled mess.

I ordered all of my furniture from a catalog about a month ago. I had been prepared to leave, even before I thought of a place to go, because I love being on top of situations.

One of my many characteristics, that you'll live to see out of me.

Also I'm snarkish sometimes, very compassionate, short tempered, and I do NOT tolerate awkward moments full of drama in front of me. You'll find that out about me, real soon.

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Hey bugs. I hope you all enjoy this book. Its one of my first so please don't judge too harshly. Also if I have at least one vote on a chapter than I will continue updating. I know I take a while but give it a chance!