Virlaq Kingdom

1

"Silver, can you help me carry this?" said a voice. Silver put down his book and pushed up his black square glasses. He looked up at his cousin Klara. Her hazel eyes shimmered expectantly him.

"A house full of werewolves and you ask the only human for help?" he grinned. He got up from the driver's seat of his car and put the box she was carrying in the car. On the way there, he caught a glimpse of himself in Klara's mirror pressed against the window that they shoved in not-so-safely.

His smooth brown skin was still ashy along with the elbows and could be seen under his purple button-down shirt when he rolled the sleeves up. His khaki shorts revealed his long, skinny legs.

His family often joked that he was all-leg. Even though he wasn't that tall, his legs made up most of his body, making him look taller than he was. He grinned at his reflection, dimples poking through his cheeks, and turned back to Klara who handed her yet another piece of furniture to cram in the car.

It had been over ten years since Boris had rescued Silver in that 7-Eleven when he had run away. At first, when Boris revealed that he was a werewolf and was taking Silver to a mansion filled with werewolves, he started to cry all over again. But after more than a decade of compassion and love, he learned that these people-- werewolf people --were really his family.

After he finished school, he decided to stay there and help out around the packhouse. Unlike his cousin Klara.

He shoved the box into his car's trunk with a sigh "I really wish I had that super-strength ya'll have"

"Pff, why don't you get bit by a vampire then?" Klara teased

Silver made a face, "I'd rather eat glass," he giggled, "Besides, you can't make those jokes anymore. You're going to school in Virlaq, which is run by vampires. It's not PC there, remember?"

"Yeah yeah, I'm just getting the jokes about while I can," she rolled her eyes, "I'm going to be around freaking vamps 24/7 now. I guess, you guys won't want to visit me then?"

"Why do you think I'm the one driving you? Besides Boris, everyone can't stand vampires," He shrugged, "I've never even met one but I hate them"

She hummed in reply and then opened the front door, "Let's go, I've already said my goodbyes to everyone."

"Wait this is all your taking?" Silver gawked at the still half-empty backseat. Sure the trunk was now entirely full, but he expected more. Especially considering him and Boris wasted a great deal of effort stuffing her belongings into weird positions in the backseat because they figured she'd have a whole house full of possessions.

"I'll buy some stuff there and I can always come back during my breaks," She shrugged, "Virlaq is only a few hours away."

"If you insist," Silver sighed, opening the driver's door and hopping in, "Let's hit the road."

He started up the car and an awkward silence filled the air, so Klara promptly interrupted it, "So," she jumped up, "What do you think would happen if I end up falling in love?"

"At college?" Silver asked with a laugh, "That's expected, knowing you. You've had so many boyfriends in your life, why wouldn't you?"

"I mean like what if I fell in love with a vampire or something?" She giggled, "Oh my god, my dad would kill me. That'd be kind of exciting though."

"I thought you hated vampires," Silver asked, confused.

"My dad hates vampires," she corrected, "But you never know... Nah, it'd be too weird, dating one of them."