When I was born I was an only child, born and raised as Megan Richardson. Then I was bitten. I was out on a run one night and I might have taken a slight detour to go see my boyfriend. When I eventually got to his house I went round to his window because his parents didn't exactly like me. As I got to his window I saw him and another girl in his room, yeah I know boys can have friends that are girls but the bigger problem was that she was making out with him, so. Yeah. After sitting on bench crying my eyes out for 10 minutes I finally got up to go home. Me, being the smart person I am, had gone for a run at like half eight so it was dark. I was about half way home when I stopped for breath, I could've sworn that I had Hearn something behind me but I brushed it off. I knew that because I had gone round to my boyfriends house that I was already running late (no pun intended) so again being the smart person that I am, I took a short cut through the park. Have in mind that I lived in a small town near London (yes I'm British). So I was running through the park and tripped over a tree root, cursing I got back up and brushed myself off. Then I heard it again, harsh breathing, almost like an animals. A bit scared I began to run again trying my best to get home. I swear I could see the light coming from the houses, nearly there I thought. That's when it hit me, literally. Something flew into my side knocking me to the ground. When I looked up and I swear I couldn't breathe. He had red eyes and claws, fucking claws. He walked towards me like I was his next meal, oh wait I probably was. He grinned at me like this was all a game. He stared me straight in my eyes and then he bit me. The rest after that I is a bit hazy all I remember is waking up in my bed and then hearing my mother and father talking to someone I could make out a bit of what they were saying. Things like will she be okay and do you know who attacked her. I could still feel the pain from where he'd clawed and bit me bit one thing I knew for sure was that was no normal person.
(Skip a couple days because boring stuff)
The next few days were okay. Somehow I was like ten times stronger than I was before but apart from that everything was good. Actually things were great, I had confronted Rick (my ex) and broke up with him. Then the day after that I felt weirdly strong. Another day passed and I went out for run. I think I got like one mile done before I started to lose control. I felt angry. I felt angry at Rick and at the guy who attacked me. Before I knew it I was in the park holding onto a tree for dear life. Looking at my hands I could see my nails changing and growing. I was screaming and lashing out at the tree until I finally lost complete control. I began running. I had no destination I just had to run. Then I just stopped, I stood still and stared at the thing in front of me. It was a wolf. Honestly I didn't think my week could get any weirder well that was before the wolf changed into or back into a regular person. This woman that now stood before me looked at me and scanned her eyes over me. Then she asked me if she could explain so then we had a really long and boring conversation about what was happening to me and all that sort of stuff. Then she made me an offer. She asked me to move in with her family in America. She had told me how she was here with her brother Peter. Me being me and all, I agreed and we spoke to my parents about it , not the werewolf part obviously. My parents had a hard time controlling me to begin with so when Talia told them that she could give me a good education and keep me under control they agreed and that is how I became Megan Hale daughter of Talia Hale and sister of Derek Hale.
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Fanfiction▫️▪️▫️▪️▫️▪️▫️▪️▫️▪️▫️▪️ Being a werewolf wasn't always easy, I mean yeah there's increased strength, speed, hearing and sight. But then there's the constant fear of some one finding out that your a werewolf or you know that your Derek Hales younger...