Broken

~ Prologue ~

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The first time I turned, it felt like poison was snaking through my veins as I felt my bones crack and twist in un-natural angles to un-natural places. The burning in my lungs and throat continued as I screamed for someone, anyone, to help me. At the time, I didn't know what was happening. I didn't even know that I was a so called "werewolf." Of course I had heard the rumors that our town, located in the large state of California, was filled with a collection of some of the most powerful and famous packs in the entire United States. 

Even though I had heard time and time again that my blood was boiling with genes passed down from some of the most powerful werewolves that existed, I still refused to believe the horrifying tales. Battles being faught, blood being spilled, watching as someone you once called a sister or brother was being ripped to shreds... That just didn't seem like me. 

Sweet little innocent Charlotte with the straight A report cards and Ballet classes up to her neck, dreams of being a professional prancing around in her head. But no, first she has to go slaughter Rogues or whatever and watch as her pack sisters and brothers were killed. As soon as I turned, I knew that my dreams would have to wait, because it was no longer just a little fairy tale or scary story. Oh no, now it was my life. 

I had also heard about something called a "Mate," which, in theory, is someone that you are destined to be with. This person, your "soul mate," is the one and only person that you will spend the rest of your life with. The one that you will get married to and have kids with. They say that when your mate is near, you can sense it. You can feel their presence, their emotions, their life, and they can feel yours. 

"They say that when you find your mate, everything else leaves your mind and your purpose from then on out is to be with them and protect them and make sure that nothing ever happens to them." My grandma spoke, looking at me with a gleam in her eyes. 

My grandmother was pretty much the only reason for my existence. After my mother had died of cancer when I was 6, my father had taken his life. I guess now I know why. Grandma tells me that once your mate is gone, you feel as if you have no purpose, because after spending so much time with them, you become so connected that you don't care about anyone or anything else, just that one person. 

"So, did you ever find your mate?" I asked, curiosity overtaking me. As soon as the words left my mouth, I quickly slam it shut and immediately regret ever bringing it up. 

"Sweetie, it's okay. Now that your parents are gone and you have changed, you need to know everything that you can so that you are prepared." Her sweet voice reminded me of silk, the way it floated through the air and caressed my ears, "No. Unfortunatly I never found my mate. After a while though, I got tired of waiting for something that, in my case, never showed up. So, I married your grandfather and what a lovely man he was."

I smiled at the memory of grandpa Donald who passed away just 2 years before my parents. "Did you love grandpa?"

"Why, of course I did! I would never had married him and had your mother if I didn't." She smiled at me before taking another sip of her steaming tea. I could smell the pepermint as it floated through the moist nights air. I looked out at the swaying palm trees in the front yard as I remembered running around in the slightly dead patch of grass off to the side with my mother.

The swaying of the porch swing made my eyes droop low and I quickly said my goodnights to gran, made sure she could get inside and reminded her to lock the front door. After that I dragged myself upstairs and into my room where I threw myself down on the bed and watched as the street light outside faded into the darkness.

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I woke up early the next morning, excited for my last day of school before winter break. After 3 years of suffering at Clearmont High, I was finally ready to be a Senior. No more getting pushed around by the upperclassman or being called a total nerd, because last year, September 21 exactly, I was offered a scholarship to the New York Academy of Dance and Theatrical Arts. Who's laughing now, Assholes? When your 25, sitting at home on your butts watching family guy re-runs, I will be preforming in front of hundreds of people, all because of my grades and outstanding number of  practices for Ballet. 

After getting dressed and gathering all my things, I drove myself to the local diner for my usual coffee and muffin. I completed my last minute homework at the bar and continued to glance up as I noticed the new, extremely cute waiter who slipped me his number on the back of the check. Things like this don't usually happen to me. Grandma says that my natural "glow" will just increase as time goes on because my wolf is trying to find my mate. 

Hell, it's not just my wolf.

After I finished my coffee and paid for the bill I headed to school were I ignored the stares and glares of my peers and made my way to my 1st bell. I suffered through AP Sociology, Anatomy, AP English, and AP Calculus before I was able to leave and have my hour lunch. 

I practically ran to my car, finally free of the disgusting glares that I had gotten from practically everyone that I passed. I have never been physically bullied, like pushed or anything, but some hateful things have been said about me, and in a small school.. Things get around. 

After getting in my car, I started her up and pulled out of the parking lot. My gran had my car stuck in her driveway, withering away to nothing, when I moved in with her and started driving. When I was younger, my dad had taught me pretty much everything I needed to know about how to fix up a car and luckily, I got my 1972 VW Beetle up and running after over 5 years of just sitting in gran's driveway.

I drove down Worthington, turned onto Oliver and esily slid into a parking space right in front of the local Pastry Shop. I grabbed my bag out of the passenger seat and strutted into the bakery. I threw on my apron and got to work re-stocking the shelves and helping the customers. 

After I had been working for maybe 15 minutes, I saw a group of about 6 or 7 guys standing in front of the shop. They looked to be about my age from what I could tell and I heard there rediculous shouts as they targeted a girl across the street. 

"Assholes." I mumbled, as I grabbed a cupcake from one of the shelves, placed it in a nice white paper bag and handed it over to the customer in exchange for the money. After 10 minutes of standing outside, the group had decided to come in and that's when I noticed who they were. 

Drugies and rebels of the Senior class. Marshall Glenwick, Jake Trenkamp, Allen Smith, Jacob Brown, Taylor Anderson and Nathan White. There black and grey beanies hung low on each and ever one of their heads. Their hair hung long and swooped to one side of their face, almost resembling the bieber cut. With their personalities, mutiple piercings and gauges, they made it look rebellious and it suited each and every one of them. 

As I scanned my eyes over the obnoxious group, I noticed that they were missing one. Ethan Armstr-

"Hey Man!" He yelled bursting throught he door. His scent filled my lungs and, like a drug, I wanted as much as I could get. His dark hair was spiked and messy, almost like he had just got out of bed. His pale skin had a certain glow and it took all the power in me to not run over and just have him hold me in his arms and kiss him like my entire body urged me to do. Then his eyes locked on mine.

He paused for a moment, before continuing. "Oh, look who it is." His entire possy starting snickering at his little comment, obviously directed towards me. "Charlotte."

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