Chapter 2

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There was someone in my room. I turn and look at her, I let a sigh of relief escape my lips. "911 emergency." She sits next to 'me. "What is it, Caroline?" She breathed in, then spoke. "There is a new boy at school and he is a werewolf." That grabs my attention. I look at her. "What?" She nods. "Yeah. I walked up to him and I could tell he was. FYI, they stink." She scrunched up her nose. "To you, Caroline." Caroline is a vampire, she has been for 2 years. She has been a friend ever since. I would have been killed if it wasn't for her. "What's his name?" I ask. I didn't go to school that morning because I had help my mom with her job. "His name is Nate Benson."

I pace back and forth in my room. "Oh, he is also an Alpha." I give her a death glare. "You're not making things better." She puts her hands up in surrender. "Sorry." Caroline says sarcastically. "He is the one who killed my brother." She looks shocked, "I thought the Alpha killed him." I shake my head. "He was just a distraction." Her mouth forms an o shape. "Yeah." She looks bored. "I wish he was dead already." That gives me an idea. I go over in my head while Caroline rambles on about something he did. "....... And that's why I want him dead." She said firmly. I look at her. "You weren't listening, were you?" I shake my head. She throws a pillow at me. "Care," That's her nickname. "Can you help me?" She eyes me suspiciously. "With?" She gestured with her hands. "I need you to take me to him." She nods. "Meet me in my car in 5." And with that she is gone.

I change into black skinny jeans, a red shirt, with a leather jacket. I put on some biker gloves, and I walk downstairs to the basement to get some weapons. I grab 2 wooden stakes. Wood will would them, silver kills. I stick them in my boots,(my combat boots that I wear everywhere) and head out the front door; but not before my dad asks where I'm going. "With Caroline." I say without turning around and close the door. I get in the car and look at her."Let's go get us some werewolf." She smirks and drives off.

About an hour later, we stop on the on the side of the road. We are in the woods, but still on hard road. "I can't go any farther. They have some thing that forbids vamps to step on their property." She points the ground. She is standing on the hard road, right in front of the wood's floor. I nod, and walk into the woods, sticks crunching under my feet. "Be careful Ava, there are 6 of them." I smile back at her and continuing to walk.

After maybe 5 minutes of walking, I come to the house. It is a big house, I must say that. 2 stories. I hear a man approach the door, time for acting face. He opens the door, and he looks older. "Can I help you?" He asks. There is a slight British accent to his voice. "Um, yes, I'm Ava and I go to school to Nate. Is he here? I need to speak with him." I say as nicely as I can. "Yes, he is out back with his brothers," he say politely, "Please. Come in." He smiles. I step inside and it is very nice. Leather couches, hardwood floors. "I'm Mile Benson, Nate's father." I shake is hand. "Ava, Avallen Gilbert." I introduce myself. He motions towards the back door. "Please, go speak with Nate." I smile and walk out back, and see Nate arm wrestling with another guy his age. I already know Nate, but he doesn't know me. I must say, he is hot. He turns his head and catches my eyes, and stands. I walk over to him. "Hello Nate." He smirks. "Hello," he grabs my hand and kisses it, never leaving my eyes. "What is your name." He releases my hand. "Ava. I go to your school. The 4 other boys have gathered behind him. "What brings you here, Ava." He reaches for my arm, and he has me up against the nearest tree in a matter of seconds. I don't even flinch. It has happened to me before. "How did you find us?" I don't act scared. "I found out from a girl, and I want to join your pack." Please play along.

"Oh really now?" He raises his eyebrows. I nod. "Yes, I came to join your clan. I have been searching for this pack for a long time." Well, part of it isn't a lie. I reach to scratch my leg, but really I plan to grab my stake. "You're gorgeous," he leans towards my neck and starts kissing it. "Then you're going to hate me." I say and quickly stab him in the side. He hunches over, but I don't let go of the stake. "That," I twist it while still inside of him, causing more pain. "Was for my brother." I pull it out, then repeat it. "And that was for kissing me. I let go of the stake and he falls to the ground on his side. " If he aren't a werewolf," he pulls the stake out. He is now on his back. His friends stand back, shocked. "Who are you?" He asks as he winces in pain. "I'm the one who kills them." I turn and walk off. I can hear them whisper. "What the hell?" And, "who is she?" I smile and laugh to myself. They have no clue on what they have gotten into.

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