Never in my life has my mom ever said something so horrible, so disgusting. Never in my sixteen years of living, have I heard something so awful and cruel. When Mom said those five words, I felt like my world was ending, and that my life was over. "You're going to high school." Now, I know what you're thinking. What's so bad about high school? Well, nothing if you're a normal, responsible human. But, that's just the thing. I'm not human. I'm a vampire. And, I've watched a hundred human movies to know that high school is horrible. My life has officially ended.

I was a werewolf without a wolf. But I developed an ability to heal wounds and injuries. My mother said the Goddess had given me this skill in place of my wolf. But there were those that saw me as undeserving and I fell prey to their abuse. My life was miserable until I met him. The Healer's Mate.

"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.

Emily is the usual college student, trying to eventually work her way up into getting accepted to Medical School. She meets Harry Styles, charming, funny, and the biggest sweetheart. They begin to develop a strong friendship.. Harry wants more. One problem, Emily's not going to leave her boyfriend, Brandon, for someone she just met. Will Harry get the girl? or will he be.... Friend Zoned. © DO NOT COPY THIS STORY! *Copyright Violators Will Suffer The Consequences*