Chapter 1

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Hey, I'm Kendra, i'm 19 and I go to The University of Quebec. But, I have a little secret that no one knows, I have the werewolf curse running through my family tree. If you don't know what the werewolf curse is, basically it means that if I kill someone I become a werewolf. No, this doesn't happen to everyone just people who have the werewolf alleles in their genes. So this is my story try not to die of boredom.

It was Saturday afternoon and I was hanging out with my boyfriend Kendall. "Babe do you want some chips" "no honey I'm fine" he echoed through the halls of my condo. Kendall was on his way out the door, He kissed me on my forehead and said "goodbye" "bye,love" I pleaded I didn't want him to leave but, he left so I could study without distraction. I started flipping through the pages of my history books. On page 667 I seen that back in Pioneer times the pioneers explanation when something went wrong was a vampire. They would say that a vampire have been cursed upon the person that the bad luck had gone too. I thought nothing of it but little did I know what was yet to come.

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