Here I am, standing in front of my sisters grave. The sister I never met. The sister I lost. Why would this happen to me. Why do I have to be so unlucky. First I'm bitten and then this, why is my life a disaster. My name is Camilla and I am part of the Argent's family, well actually the Wilson's because I was put up for adoption. I could never forgive my family but I guess I'm better off not being part of a werewolf hunting while being a werewolf. Yes I am a alpha werewolf, and I'm not the only one. My kind of Alpha is rare, very rare. I'm a true Alpha. I heard there was another here in Beacon hills. But I'm yet to find out who...