Welcome, Drucilla

My nightmare returned but no one was in my room so I don’t think I was screaming this time. It was 5 am I was wide awake so I got up and dressed in jogging clothes and went down stairs. I could hear someone in the den. I walked in to see Matt in his jogging cloth stretching on the floor. He looked up when I came in
“What’s wrong Little One?”
“Nothing woke up and couldn’t get back to sleep, can I go with you this morning”
“You want to run with me?’
“You always say fresh air is good for the soul,… Continue

Chapter 4

We walked slowly to the house.
“I’ll wait here” We both looked at Jason.
“You have a family moment to get to” Vee’s mouth came open with a popping sound. No
“I’m not letting him stand on the porch.” bad move.. Her mouth clenched closed as she glared at me. then turned to Jason
“Fine stand is the shadow hunter, it suites you” she turned swing the door open with more force than necessary slamming it behind her. Leaving me and Jason standing outside. I gave him a sad look
“Sorry she’s no… Continue

Chapter 3

Monday eventually came thou I wished many time for it to stay away. I had gotten up in time to drive in today. It was sunny so we went in Vee’s Ferrari. I had actually gotten my math homework done. I guess I owe Jason a thanks for that, it seem a good way to start this inevitable conversation. We arrive at school early by 2o minutes, but I went straight to math class. I sat there and waited for the teacher. He looked surprised and pissed at the same time when I set my home work on his… Continue

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! Dumb alarm clock, I’m the only one in the house with one. Everyone else is up with the sun. There always inviting me to join them. It must be a lycan thing to get up at unholy hours and run, that’s what my family, well adoptive family is lycans. As for me no one knows what I am. Velvela my sister, or Vee as I call her, found me in an abandoned warehouse impaled on some rebar, wood, glass and other nasty stuff. She brought home and pleaded with her family for my life. Her father… Continue

The rest of the week went by much the same minus the fight. Dad told mom about the knife thing and she was concerned. She said she would make inquires as to whether or not any of the elders had hear of such a thing. At lunch the rest of the week that boy would always sit where he could see me, he stared all the time, luckily I didn’t share and classes with him or I would have gone out of my find. Eventually Friday classes were over and we headed home. When I flew into the drive way and slammed o… Continue