Hi my name is Jayne Dee Marks. I'm seventeen years old and I live in the pack house. I bet you're thinking pack house?? What is that?? Well to answer your question I'm a werewolf but im not a normal werewolf I'm a hybrid, werewolf/demon who can't shift just yet. Most wolves shift between the ages fourteen and sixteen. My pack doesn't know what I really am. The only reason how I know is that in every dream I've ever had a man in black always tells me what I am. Like I have to be reminded everytime about what I could do. Also in these dreams he trains me to be a better demon to be strong and powerful. But I must hide all this from the pack or there will be Hell to pay.
I haven't shifted yet, which makes my life a lot harder than it should be. To the pack I'm weak and can't do anything to help myself when I'm being bullied but what they don't know wont kill them, I hope. So I take the pain and make a list of who I will get my revenge on first "When the time is right" atleast thats what the man in black says.
My parents adopted me when I was three years old. I don't really know the story of how they found me, I just know that they found me in the woods crying. You can tell I was adopted. My "brother" Alex, has tan skin, blonde hair, green eyes that sparkle, and tall with so much muscle I'm afraid his shirts will rip if he moves the wrong way. My parents are both blonde, mom has hazel eyes whereas dad has green like my brothers. I on the other hand have blue eyes that look like diamonds sparkle within, dark brown hair, my skin is really white while my family has a tan, and I'm short while they are tall.
At the age of fifteen I moved into the pack house. It is required to live in the pack house if you're unmated, top of the pack, and/or parentless. My brother had already moved here last year seeing as he is a year older than me. He is also the soon to be beta and unmated. I feel sorry for his mate, I can barely deal with him when I actually see him. There is no telling how she will deal with him one day.
Alex doesn't get involved with any of the bullying, he just tries to stop it when he sees it happening. He isn't the only one who doesn't bully though. His best friend Jay Lee Thompson, who is also the soon to be alpha stays away from me. Even if he sees the bullying he doesn't stop it unless it gets out of hand. Jay has blue crystal like eyes, tan skin, black hair, tall, and has muscle but not as much as my brother. He will still kick my brothers butt though. Today is his birthday he's turning eighteen, which is when he finds his mate. Yippy! note the sarcasm. His mate will probably be the most slutiest person here, meaning its going to be the fake, slutty Ms. Charolette Rose. God our pack will be doomed and my life will be even more hell.
I was walking down the hall with my head down not really paying attention to where I'm going. I was in my own little la la land when I felt a hand touch my shoulder. Before I turn to face the person responsible all I can think about is Please don't let it be Queen Slut. I looked up and turn around not sure how to react when I saw my brother staring right back at me. I was a little in shock my brother never talks to me in school only when it's to stop the bullying and yet that is still barely.
"Jayne?" He said.
"Yes?" I say. Thinking what the hell is he doing. I start to panick.
"Would you mind telling me what's wrong with you?"
I stood there looking confused. I try to search his face to figure out what he was thinking and why he asked me that.
Finally, I sigh. "I guess I'm just tired."
He looks at me as if to see if I was lying. " Alright but if you need anything let me know and I'll help you." He says as he walks away.
I stood there shocked that he actually offered to help me. When I finally came out of my stupor I walked straight to class. I still had my head down when I walked in the classroom door. Right when I was headed to my seat I felt something hit my forehead. I looked down and found a balled up piece of paper. My temper was rising. I have to keep my temper in check or they will freak. I thought to myself. Just walk to your desk everything will be fine. I looked up and when I did I saw a very suspicious Charolette looking anywhere but at me while she was smiling. I rolled my eyes and took my seat.
As I sat down the teacher Mrs. Pocks walked in and right behind her I saw a very pissed off Jay. When he walked in he had is head down looking at the ground acting as if he was mad at the world. When I saw him I noticed his nostrils flare. And he looked up straight into my eyes.
I got lost in those beautiful eyes as we stared at one another. After so many seconds or wait could it be minutes, oh hell I don't know, I finally turned my head but not before hearing him whisper Mate. I sat there shocked then decided that I most have heard wrong. So I started paying attention to the teacher.
"Sorry I'm late class. Jay here will be assisting me today. So if you need anything let Jay or myself know. Thank you." The teacher told us.
All I could think in that moment was "Oh Hell!"
