The Lone Wolf

Prolouge

"Don't just stand there like a moron, go to school!!" my mother yells. She's like six feet tall, she has black, flowy hair, and she's the Alpha Female. My dad is six foot four, he has dark brown hair and is the Alpha Male. I'm their only child, so I am the next Alpha. Am I confusing you. Sorry! Here's the deal: I am a werewolf. Unlike those stories, I change at will. I don't like to. I fear myself. As the next leader of the Nightwalker pack, nice but deadly, I have a name that all wolves call me by. It is different than my human name- when I am a human. My wolf name is Lilith. It's retarded, I mean, it means 'of the night.' litterly..My human name is Iris. Even gayer. Not that I have anything against gays, I just get made fun of for my name all the time. Not to mention the fact that I need big, dorky glasses as a human, and I am not social. I am the only Nightwalker in my school. And I hate it. The Nightprowler is a pack known for being bloodthirsty. The next alpha male is Dustni, the jock, player and prick. He is the only person that I fight with. We pick at each other, back and forth. His mate, or I am assuming it's his mate, is the school slut and head cheerleader, Jessica. They're perfect for each other.

"Who's a freak, stupid and has no friends! Iris!" she giggles. She knows my real name, I mean, all wolves do. Buut she has to act around her human friends.

"Who's a skank, brainless and has a blue waffle! Jessica!" I retort, in a fakely perky voice. Her friends even burst out laughing. My soul leaps with triumph. It's my wolf-part of me. I love changing and being free... I just hate how I fight so much. I don't socialize with the pack much, but I have to. I have to if I want to do what is best for the pack, and I really do. As leader, I'd have to fight. That would suck. Wanna know what I look like as a wolf! I am pure black, darker than coal, with violet eyes.

"Iris! How dare you insult her!" The Principle, also the Alpha of the Nightprowlers, yells.

"She, Started. It." I say.

"Sir, what started it was Iris being born." I leap at her, refusing to allow Lilith take over. I punch and claw and kick and bite. I am wrenched off her and brought into the principle's office.

"How dare you. I know who you are, Lilith. And I wont accept that."

"So Rose and Blake are mates, then." I say, not asking, stating.

"We think so."

"You know, I haven't gotten in trouble for fighting in school, at all. You can't expell me." My god, he is fat and hideous. And he smells like rotting onions.

"Suspended, ten days." he growls, low in his throat, I growl back. I almost change to Lilith but I change my mind.

"Call my mom then." I snarl. And he does.

Mom picks me up.

"No wonder you fought! These Nightprowlers smell horrible!" she yells, in the car. I agree.