"My sixteenth birthday." I sighed and looked at my reflection in the full length mirror. The dress that Mother had bought me was pretty, but nothing compared to hers. She had also put my hair up against my request of keeping it down. "Come in!" I called, hearing a light knock at my bedroom door. The door opened and my father peeked in. "Are you ready to go baby girl?" I smiled and nodded. My family was an odd one. My mother, she was the leader of a group of vampires. Father, was the alpha of a group of wolves. Mother and Father ran away together when they found out Mother was pregnant with my eldest brother, Ron. A year later she had Joey, then Jared. Then me. We were all only a year apart. After Ron was born, they made a new clan/pack. They called it the 'Rebel Clan'. Mother hated me. She didn't try to hide the fact that she has hated me since the day I was born. I think it's because I took Daddy's attention away from her. She knew, if it was between me or her, he would choose me. Mother had tried to get rid of me several times. Once when I was 3, she threw me in a lake to try and drown me. When I was 6 she tried to leave me in the forest. And the last time was when I was 10, she stabbed me. All of her attempts to kill me didn't work, so she gave up and decided to make my life a living hell. I knew it was going to worse now, since this was my becoming of age party. I was so nervous; I clung to Daddy as we all walked to the clearing. We lived far back in the woods, so that no one would find our clan. As we reached the clearing, a boy about my age, if not a year older, stepped out in front of me, holding out his hand. He had shortish brown hair, and honey colored eyes. I smiled and took his hand, and he pulled me to the middle of the clearing. The music was playing and everyone was dancing. "You look very pretty tonight." Cyril whispered in my ear. I giggled. "Thanks. You look quite handsome yourself." He smiled and held me close. Cyril and I have been best friends since we were 5, when he joined our clan with his mom and dad. I trusted him with my life, and I would definantly give my life for him. At the end of the song we all clapped and cheered. I smiled at the look Cyril made at the next song that came on. "'Cuz every time we touch, my heart is beating and every time we kiss I swear I can fly, can't you feel my heart beat fast? I want this to last. Need you by my side. 'Cuz every time we touch I feel the static, and every time we kiss I reach for the sky, Can't you feel my heart beat slowly? I won't let you go. Want you in my life" I sang along to the music as we danced. As the song ended, Cyril and I were close together, my leg around his waist and his hand at the small of my back. I smiled at him, watching the blush creep into his cheeks. My smile faded as we stared into each other's eyes. Next thing I knew, my lips were pressing against his. We both blushed and backed up from each other. I walked over to sit next to Daddy. He sighed as I sat down. "I can't believe you're already of age." He whined. I laughed. "It's not that surprising, Daddy." He chuckled and hugged me. "Where's you knight in shining armor?" He asked. I looked around. "I don't know. I'll go find him." I stood up and walked through large groups of people. No one had seen Cyril since the dance. After everyone had gone home, I looked around for him everywhere, still not seeing him. 'He probably just went home. He was saying he didn't feel good the other day.' I sighed and went home, falling asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. A few days later and no sign of him. His mom said he used to run off for days at a time when he wanted time to think. I made myself believe that's where he was. That night, Daddy was teaching me to change forms quickly. "Ok, Raeda. Focus on what your wolf looks like, let your inner wolf come lose, don't fight her." I nodded and was about to try, when a scream came from the direction of our home. The scream was high, long, and inhuman. Daddy took off towards the house, me at his heels.