Part one | Chapter one
I've done to many crazy things to count them all on a hand but that night at that club in Hollywood was the worst of them all. See before that night I wasn't that social, scratch that, I didn't like to leave the house at all with out my Pap. But that night everything in my broke loose, a killer. It cloaked itself around me and feed on my soul.
I remember like it was yesterday, before the world was over thrown. Before I had to worry about staying alive, or how am I going to survive by myself. See when I tell you what I am your not going to believe me and I will kindly say, I don't give three shits and if I had a shit to give I wouldn't give it to you.
I'm part werewolf, and I'm telling you this now because later on I don't want you freak when you find out who's my father, but that's for later on.
Back then I was so stupid, I didn't see him staring like a creep in the back of the crowd infested room. And when I got to drunk to give a white he led me right to my death, well partly death. And if you want to know how a totally anti-social, bag-wearing , half human like me became a cold half crazy killer I can only say one thing.
Being Half Way Dead does something to the soul.
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Two months, five days, six hours, twenty seven minutes, until death.
“ Juniper, Pap wants you down for lunch." When I didn't answer my aunty added, “Now!"
I reluctantly hopped out of the comfort of my bed and slump towards the door thinking about my dad.
As a father I think he cares about me. Not just the werewolf half, but the human half. we used to do things like swimming and fishing in the O'Reilly lake in the summer. In winter it was skiing, ice skating, and snow fights. and in the fall we would play in the leaves and go to the parks. But that was when I was a kid. That was when I had a chance of turning. Now he's angry all the time but when you look in his eyes you can see the love.
As a Alpha he's scary and brooding. Always strict and to the point. He's like my protector, I won't even leave the house without him there. You know with the whole can't shift thingy I got going on. He always tells when I don't do things right and makes a fuss about Chaney being my mate.
I might be timid and quiet but I'm not stupid. I might look like Pap with my Irish looks but I act nothing like him. I act human. And it didn't take me long to notice everybody hates them. I might not be able to take the name Alpha but I can still be Alpha female, but that's if nobody wants it. After all I am the future Alpha mate.
Your Probably like, that's nasty that's your brother. But he's not. My father was beta before Cheney's parents died. So, yeah that's what happened. Just thinking about Cheney makes me blush. The red hue spread over my white skin. I put a hand to my face thinking about the day we mated. But before I could go further into that day in my mind I entered the dark kitchen. Not even the light from the hall was helping.
“ Hello?" I called out into nothing. As I moved forward and knew something was wrong. It's lunch time shouldn't everybody be down here. I took two more steps reaching out for a chair I know is right there wanting to get to the other side to turn on the light when they came on.
“ SURPRISE!!!" screamed a blur of faces with there Dragon hot breath that hit me in the face. I closed my eyes and then took a breath. When I opened them I flung a huge fake smile to everybody. In the front was who I expected. Pap, Chaney, aunty Lee, my cousins Soup ( Tarry ) and Margin, the Beta Max, and my best friend Samantha the Beta female. If I were really emotional and like things like this I would have cried.
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Half Way Dead
WerewolfI've done to many crazy things to count them all on a hand but that night at that club in Hollywood was the worst of them all. See before that night I wasn't that social, scratch that, I didn't like to leave the house at all with out my Pap. But th...