Unwanted

*Chapter 1* I Don’t Want Any of This

I stared out the window as we traveled to our new house. I didn’t want to move but my mom and dad said I had to. My dad had to stay there since his job was in the city but he was going to come out every weekend and see us. I hated this. Everything about this move was awful. But the reason why we were moving was the worst. I had just turned nineteen and I needed to find my mate. Don’t be shocked, I’m shocked enough for the both of us. I mean I guess I should have seen something like this coming. Well my parents didn’t tell me I was a werewolf until I was sixteen. So I should have known they were keeping more from me right? You can’t trust anyone these days.

I watched the trees fly by as my father drove us to this new town. It was only three hours from our old home but it was three hours too far for me. My dad was taking us there, helping us get settled but then he was leaving us since he had to work tomorrow.

An hour later we pulled up the driveway to what I guessed was my new prison. The only good thing about this was my mom said I didn’t have to go to college. I had to find a job but she said school shouldn’t interfere in my search for my mate. I was almost tempted to go school and that’s odd coming from me. I hated school, still do. But the weird thing is I love to read. All sorts of books, they fascinate me. People think I’m weird, whatever. I know what I like and I’m going to do what I like.

Anyways I got out of the car and looked at the house. It was a pretty big house. It looked to be three stories. It was your normal house with windows and a front door. I will say there was one thing about it that was weird. There was a weird drawing over one of the windows.

“So honey what do you think of the house?” my mom asked in her chipper voice.

I shrugged my shoulders indifferent. “It’s a house.” I went to the trunk and dug for my stuff. My dad came over and helped me take stuff out of the trunk.

“Don’t be so tough on your mom. She just wants you to be happy.”

“I was happy” I said just as solemn as when I talked to my mom. I saw my dad frown at me but I ignored him. I wasn’t happy about this move and no way were they going to make me feel guilty. I found my duffel bag and pulled it out. Also with it came a bag. I tried to grab it but it fell to the ground. I sighed and picked it back up.

“Why don’t you go check out the house Kasha? Your mother and I will get the bags.”

I flung the strap to my bag over my shoulder and headed inside. “I’ll check it out but if this is some weird trick to get me to form some sort of bond with this house you should give up now. I don’t want to be here and I’m going to make sure you know it.” I headed inside.

I walked inside and it was surprisingly nice inside. It was already furnished with our stuff. Which makes me think that they had known about this for a while and just waited to tell me until the very last moment. My anger pounded in me and I grabbed the strap to my bag harder. Something about being lied to by your parents was just the worst. I looked around the house and even if I didn’t want to be here I had to admit it was a nice house. I had a room on the second floor and my parent’s room was up on the third.

It was a week later and I had seen a little bit of the town. I had seen the looks from all the natives as they took in the new residents. They looked at me like they were waiting for something. Well if they were waiting for me to join some sort of werewolf club they were going to be waiting for a while. It was Sunday evening and me and my dad were walking through the town. My mom wanted to stay home and clean some more. I sighed thinking how I was going to put up more with my mom. She was such a busy body. I hope you know by now that I’m a daddy’s girl. I was just like him, and we got along just fine. It was going to be hard not seeing him as often.