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Chapter 1

"McKenna! Please come down stairs! We need to talk to you." My father called from what I guess was the kitchen. I pretend not to hear him and carry on sketching.

"McKenna! Stop drawing another stupid dog and come down stairs!". . . "PLEASE!"

"It's not a stupid dog! It's a WOLF! I'll be down in a sec!" Yelling I put down my sketchbook, and heave myself off my bed to the mirror. God! I look a mess. My long red ringlets look as though they have been back combed. Pulling my hair up into a messy bun I look over the rest of my features I have my Dad's dark brown – almost black eyes, due to him being a Native American. But the rest of me is the double of my mother; well I was the double of her until about a month ago, when I shot up about a foot. Talk about a growth spurt! But we still have the same pale skin, red hair, average nose and full lips. Basically the average Irish person.

I turn and skip down the stairs, catching my parents having, what seems to be a staring contest....huh wonder what's up with them.

I clear my throat, to make my presents known. Both jump, obviously having not heard my entrance.

"Oh, I didn't hear you there Mc, you're not trying to sneak up on us are you?" Joshua, my Dad asked.

"Erm... nope" I thought I made a very load entrance. Skipping down those old stairs normally makes a racket.

"Anyway sweaty, we need to have a little chat so why don't you have a seat." Mum points to the kitchen table.

Suspiciously I walk round my Dad, to the seat she illustrated. Giving a weird look to both.

"OK, what's so important?"

"Well, as you know I've been working a lot lately -" He was cut off by Mums scoffing.

"Linda! Please! Shut up or do you want to tell her?" He shouted, making me slightly angry. No one talks to Mum that way. No one.

"Fine I will tell her! McKenna your fathers been cheating!". . . My mind went blank, my body froze. "There I told her!" My Dad. . . My loving Dad! The man who read me bedtime stories and taught me how to ride a bike. . . A cheater.

Without warning my whole body began to shake. I've been known for my temper, but I don't think I've ever been this angry before. My grasp of the table made the table shack like an earthquake, the flowers in the centre fall over, causing water to leak of the surface, on to the floor.

"Mc! It's not what it sounds like! Mc calm down!" Joshua says, backing away.

"Not what it sounds like huh?! Just because you're not married to Mum, you mean?! You had an affair! No wait you're probably still having the affair!" I punch the table making it crumble to the floor.

"AH!" Mum screamed,

"McKenna! How . . . Did . . . Oh my god!" Joshua covers his mouth, like he just realised something. "But you're a girl! No . . . No . . . You can't!"

"What are you talking about Joshua?! Yes she is a girl! How thick are you? I'm glad you're soon to be my ex!"

"How thick are you?! That's not what I'm talking about!" The moment that son of a bitch called my mother "thick" was the moment all I could see was red. My shaking got worse (if that's even possible), and I must look like a phone on vibrate.

"McKenna! Get out before you hurt someone! Outside! Now!" My mother screamed at the top of her lungs.

Joshua got a hold of my arm and I let him push me towards the back door.

The second I was outside, my body began to crack and stretch in ways I didn't think possible. The next thing I knew was I on all fours. I try to stand but. . . OH MY GOD! Why the hell do I have paws!? Actually: HOW the hell do I have paws!??

Hey! We have a newbie!! Who are you?

I've never seen you before

She has an accent!!

She's a she!!

Tell Leah!

No you idiot tell Sam, he's the alpha!

Oh right...oops

OMG!! I've lost it!! I am hearing voices in my head!! And they have names!! And . . . Whoa dude! Stop thinking of a naked girl! I don't swing that way!

Oops sorry, I can't help it! Her names Kim, I'm sure you'll like her.

Jared, go get Sam I'll go to where the newbie is.

OK see you in a bit.

I feel a weird shudder, and then it's just the one voice in my head.

So... great my imaginary friend's trying to make small talk. I'm Quil, what's your name?

Erm... I'm McKenna, and is Quil even a name? And why the hell do I have paws and a mussel!? And why do I hear you? And why do all guys have to be dicks? . . . And why are you thinking of a little girl?! Shit you're a paedophile aren't you!? OMG! I have an imaginary friend who is called Quil and is a paedophile!

HEY! I'm not a paedophile! And I'm not imaginary. Let's change the subject! Where are you? Cause I don't recognise that part of the forest.

Eh well about 20 miles East from Belfast, next to my house

Where the hell is Belfast?

How dumb are you? It's the capital of Ireland! And you still haven't answered: why am I a WOLF!?

Sam will explain that part to you . . . he comes to a sudden stop. IRELAND!!?? You're in Ireland? How the hell?! But . . . But . . . His mind flashes parts of a story, nope more like a legend, but his thoughts are too quick for me to keep up.

The weird shudder went through my body again, then quickly followed by four more. The shudders are followed by voices and pictures. GREAT! Now I apparently have six imaginary friends, let's hope they're not all paedophiles.

Whoa! Why's the newbie thinking of paedophiles? One voice laughed.

Ha! She thinks Quil's a pedo!

Hold on . . . she's a she? Does this make me not the only girl? YES!

Dude! Why are you thinking of aLeprechauns?

A huge round of laughter, right that's it . . .

SHUT IT! ALL OF YE! Right, one: Yes I am a girl. Two: I was thinking of paedophiles because Quil was thinking of a little girl. Three: Yes I am Irish and am in Ireland right now. Four: I can hear everything your saying so stop talking like I'm not here! Finally: Why won't anyone tell me why I am a fucking WOLF!!??

Silence

Whoa . . . newbie has a temper –

DON'T CALL ME NEWBIE!!