The Werewolf Princess

18 years later....

Ah London. The most beautiful city in the world. My mom, Lily never seems happy here though. I think it's because dad left. I don't remember him but she still loves him.

"Emma?" Ava one of my best friend asks pulling me way from my thoughts.

"Yes, Ava?"

" It's the day before your birthday and since we wont see you tomorrow we only have today and we need to take you away from that head of yours and put you back into the world of reality."

"Fine then what do you guys want to do that doesn't involve my head," I say chuckling.

Caroline or Caro for short answers quickly. " Shopping!!" she screams at the top of her lungs.

"You know," I say thoughtfully," shopping involves using your head. First you have to find the clothes then try them on then count money to pay then-"

" Smartass" Ava says.

All three of us burst out laughing.

"Fine lets go shopping" I said

Three hours later I walked out of the mall with a black halter dress, black stilettos, 3 new pairs of jeans, and 3 new super cute tops. Overall, I would call that a great birthday. I dropped Ava and Caro off at their houses and went home to have a birthday dinner with my mom. When I walked into the house I immediately knew something was wrong. the lights should be on and my mom should be cooking and dancing around the kitchen to her favorite songs. But she wasn't, that scared me. I walked into the kitchen and smelled the blood. There isn't supposed to be blood in a kitchen!!! I walked around the counter and I saw her. I knelt down quietly to see if she still had a pulse. I was never one of those kids that cried a lot. But I had a feeling that if I were to look in a mirror my bright blue eyes would be swimming in tears. I took out my phone urgently and started to dial 991 but my mothers hand stopped my own. She croaked " Sweetheart, stop,"

"What, mom?! Who did this to you?"

And the tears started falling and I couldn't stop them.

" It's no one you can stop on your own. You need to listen to me. When I die-"

"Mom you can't die!" I screamed in agony as if it was me who was stabbed with the knife.

"When I die you need to go upstairs pack a bag and then you need to go into my room and look under my bed, there you will find a box in it you will find money, a fake passport, a picture of your father, and a plane ticket. Go to Maryland and find your Aunt Lia. There is an address in the box as well. I will see you again on the other side. I love you," and the light left her eyes.