Prologue

"He's such a miserable prick." Shay wheezed as she walked with you to the locker room.

"I hate him." I threw Shay her inhaler.

"Thanks Kira," she took a puff of her medicine, making her small rib cage expand and her shoulders relax now that she could breathe.

"I cant believe he made us swim two 500s."

"I can believe it, he was on his man period today."

"Like every practice?" I laughed as I opened the locker room door.

The person that Shay and I were talking about was none other then our coach's son, Grayson Moore. The team called him Gray for short and behind his back, but you had some colorful names for him to say the least. He was tall and brooding, I have only ever seen him smile once and that was when he gave me the hardest set I have ever swam in my life. He was built, dark haired and dark brown eyed. It was such a shame he was evil and thirty-three years old because he was very attractive. The whole team stared at him wide eyed when you all saw him but as soon as he opened his mouth, he became less attractive.

I got changed slowly, my body aching from the set. I put my dripping blonde hair into a tighter bun as I walked out of the door. "See you later, Shay."

The small swimmer poked her head from around the corner and smiled, her green gold eyes tired and her brown hair dripping. "See ya, Kira."

As I walked towards the pool's lobby, I heard someone groaning in pain. I walked into the small room and saw Gray gripping the wall, doubled over in pain. I smiled inwardly, now he knows what his swimmers felt like. The thought only lasted seconds, being replaced by a sudden tug of responsibility to help him. I walked slowly towards him and placed my hand lightly on his shoulder, "Gray?"

As he turned his head, my heart went to my stomach and fear froze me. The first thing I noticed was his ears, pointed like a wolf's. The brown eyes he had moments before were now replaced by gold ones and he pulled his lips back over his teeth, baring large canines. I started to scream but he gripped me by the neck, holding me off the ground. Gray looked at me, growling low and threw me. I skidded across the floor and I blinked only once and he was on top of me, pinning my arms above my head. I tried kicking and struggled to release my arms from his vice like grip. I could feel his breath hot against my face and I couldn't tear my gaze away from his golden yellow eyes. He opened his mouth wide, and sank his teeth into my shoulder. Fangs tore through the muscle and I could feel the warmth of my own blood soak through my shirt. I screamed in pain and desperately tried again to get out of his grip. "Gray! Please, stop!"

He went rigid and he quickly scrambled off of me. He stumbled back; his eyes now brown, crimson blood soaking his mouth. "Kira… I- I'm so sorry I didn't- I didn't mean… Oh my god what did I do?" He ran outside, faster then any human could. I sat there, slumped against the wall. I couldn't look at my shoulder; I knew it was bleeding badly because I was feeling light headed.

The locker room door opened and closed. "KIRA!"

Shay slid next to me, forcing my grey eyes open.

"Shay…"

"What happened?" she asked as she grabbed her towel and applied pressure to my shoulder.

I thought fast. "A stray dog… Outside…"

"I'm here, I'll call an ambulance and get Moore." She spoke quickly as she checked on my bite.

"How bad?"

She paused. "Not too bad…" Her eyes told a different story. She fussed over me and I mulled over what had just happened with Gray… What was he?

I was with Shay the day after the incident.

"Don't you need to change the bandage?" She asked.

"Can you do it for me?"

"Yeah, no problem," she grabbed the gauze the hospital gave me. "Hold still."

"I know, I know," you felt the tape come off of my skin and Shay's body go unnaturally still.

"What's wrong?"

"Kira…" Her voice shook. "There's nothing there…"