Ares Rising (on hold)

Ares Lewis is an ok name I guess. It's the only name I have ever known, the name they gave me when they adopted me, and gave me a home and a family. They have been amazing as far as parents go, given me everything I could ever want or need. They sent me to a top level, exclusive school, gave me a brand new car when I turned sixteen, they come to all my soccer games. And in return I play the part of the doting son.

Alex and Mara Lewis have done all they can to make me feel like i belong in their lives, and not once have I felt like the abandoned baby i once was. They are the best adoptive parents a guy could wish for and I'm lucky I guess.

So why do I wake up every day and feel like something is missing? Why do I feel like I'm just on auto pilot, going through the motions of my daily existence. Literally just existing in this teen- luxe life I survive in?

And why do I feel such an irresistible pull to the new kids in town....

Maybe it's because i know what they are, werewolves; they are like me. But not really.

I have never had to embrace that side of my life. My parents have always helped me suppress the curse that I assume I was born with. Another awesome gift from the parents that left me to die. The Lewis family are "familiars", they know about werewolves because my father has been in business with them, as have his whole family. Generation to generation. Silently observing, for a price. They recognised my symptoms as a teen. They were able to save me from turning savage.

It's never bothered me. Until now.

But when the exchange kids arrive, the wolf inside me awoke and called to them. It grew stronger with each passing moon, making it harder than ever to keep my wolf silent.....

How much longer can i pretend that it doesn't exist inside me, before something happens that is out of my control?

And even more worrying is that I get the feeling that I somehow want something to happen. I want to lose control.

And that scares me more than anything.