(Credit to my friend Bre for giving me the "soul necklace" bit."
Jack hung upside down on an old branch of a child hood tree, with his eyes closed and arms hanging down, thinking.
Jack wasn’t just any ordinary guy, he was a werewolf, he hated that terminology, but that wasn’t what made him different. Many other people were, but he was an extremely rare breed. Meaning it made him an out cast, different. His fur was a silvery white, and only on the legs, the tips were a light blue. His left eye was brown, and his right was a light blue. The way he was as a wolf, was also the way he was as a human, strange hair and strange eyes. Everywhere he went he the outcast, different. But it wasn’t just his appearance that made him different it was his personality. He was high-tempered, purposely a loner, quiet, mysterious, and mentally insane and not in the funny way. What made him this way was when he was five, he over heard the pack talking about killing him because he was going to get ‘powerful’. They didn’t even sound merciful at the fact he was an orphan, he had foster parents but it wasn’t the same. So he ran away, took care of himself, alone, basically raised himself. He did experience weird incidents that showed some kind of power, but it wasn't serious.
After he ran way his whole life changed. But he didn't talk about to anyone, since he was usually alone and quiet, he had no friends. He didn't want any, he thought it was a waste of time to care. He had Callie, a close acquaintance. And Derek, someone he shared a past with. But he never really hung out with them unless it was work, or their has been suspicions towards what he did in his past.
He honestly didn't mind being the way he was, he liked it, because no one suspected he had an evil side.
On With The story.......
Jack sometimes hung upside down to think, and beat on his drums like a pro when he was angry. And right now he was thinking long and hard. He thought about having a mate, he considered it, but he didn't want one honestly. She could be used against him when he got in 'trouble'. Because he was a wolf he had a soul necklace that when you got near your mate it grew hot. Not once had it turned hot, not even warm. They are given at birth, and being 18, he considered himself lucky only that category, because after he ran away he wasn't at all, and with the weird out-breaks of power he had, he wasn't lucky. Which was another reason not to have a mate, he could accidentally hurt her, and if she died he would suffer long-term depression and die of loneliness and guilt, just like every other wolf that's mate died.
He checked his watch still upside down, 6:30pm. He had to go back to his apartment. He sat up to sit on the branch. He picked up his cup of coffee he left on the branch next to him and jumped off. He started walking , heading in the direction of his apartment. While he was walking he felt a burning sensation on his chest, he immediately thought it was his necklace. He looked down and realized he spilled a little of his coffee, after realizing it was just coffee he calmly relaxed. On the way to go to his apartment you had to go through a long dark tunnel. Everyone else thought it was scary and avoided it, but Jack honestly liked it. As he approached the tunnel he heard yelling and muffling voices, so he slowly crept in the darkness of the tunnel to hide himself. He saw two figures a females and an older males. He got a closer look and saw the girl was giving heavy punches and kicks.
He didn't want to interfere but something buzzed in the back of his head that told him he should interfere.
So he tapped the mans shoulder and when he turned around he punched him square in the jaw, he tackled him to the ground and punched him repeatedly until he passed out. He got up off of him when he was pinned to the ground by the girl. "What, you here to rape me, too?"
