+8+ is a line break
=0= is the switching of POV's
Italics is a flashback
I never knew what I was going to become, no one had told me. It wasn't until after, after IT happened that they told me everything. Women that get bitten, die. They cannot complete the process. There has never been a female Werewolf. Never.
Now, if that's impossible, then what does that make me?
My father had always wanted a little girl, never a boy. Well, he got his wish. I was born September 13th, 1995 on a crisp Wednesday morning. He was so excited, or, that's what everyone tells me.
I led a normal life, moving around a bunch, not knowing why, but making many friends. My father made sure to keep my mother and I within the state of Vermont, but we never stayed in an area long. Mother grew to love it, I was just used to it.
It wasn't until I turned 16 that everything turned to hell, and my father's worst fear came true.
We were camping in the woods in southern Vermont, right outside of a small town. Mother went to the store to get dinner, we had been out here for a little while, just enjoying the summer.
My father and I had been sitting around the campfire, in silence, when I doubled over in pain. I could feel my heart racing, the sounds of my body cracking hit my ears. I screamed in pain as I fell to the ground, my limbs changing, my fingers elongating. My father let out several swears as he raced to my side.
"Kaia, just let it happen, don't fight it! If you fight it, you could die." I focused on his words, trying to not let out another scream as the clothes on my back began to burn my skin. He moved to stand in front of me, making me focus on his face.
I can't remember what happened next, I had blacked out from the pain. But when I came to, I saw the shocked look in my father's blue eyes, his mouth wide open. I felt so weird, and it wasn't until I looked down that I saw the paws. Though, to be fair, I never noticed the way the world had changed. I was lower to the ground, my vision filled with green, blue, and yellow.
"We need to go to Stonehaven. Now." I tilted my head at his words, not knowing what he meant. "But first, You'll need to change back. Just focus, clear your mind. You're safe here. I'll explain everything as we head north."
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We never made it to Stonehaven. After my father told me the history, the rules, about the pack, we had been attacked. He called them mutts, there were two of them. I didn't know how to fight. He told me to run north, to never stop running. And I listened.
It's been 4 years since that day. The day I lost my father, my mother, and my life. My birthday was coming up in a few weeks, but I didn't care. My father never mentioned where Stonehaven was located, I never asked. I stayed in my wolf form as long as I could, living off the wildlife, sleeping in the woods. I almost forgot what it was like to be human again.
It was just another day, when I smelt something off. It wasn't like the other mutts, it was different. My curiosity peaked, I walked towards it slowly.
The smell brought me to a paved road with a house at the end of it. A large house. I walked towards it, wondering if it's where the smell came from, when I saw the gate, and the large SH engraved on the side.
I didn't have any chance to think before a growl was heard behind me. I turned around, keeping my tail low and bowing my head, showing I meant no threat. The dark brown wolf howled, and I knew that more were coming.
It wasn't long until a well dressed man with brown hair and blue eyes came walking out of the house. His stance held an air of importance, which meant this was the Alpha. I bowed my head as he came closer.
"Clay, grab some clothes. I can handle this." The brown wolf growled once at me before stalking off past us to the house. The man looks down at me, his face well controlled, showing no emotion. "Come, we will get you some clothes and some food, you look like you need it."
I look between him and the forest, my father wasn't able to tell me how the Alpha is, if he's kind or mean. He was just able to tell me the customs of our kind, the rules. I was terrified, I could walk in there and be killed. They might think I'm just a mutt. Seeming to sense my thoughts, the Alpha sighed.
"We have no reason to hurt you, trust me." Our blue eyes meet, and I nod. A smile graces his face as he turns around, leading me back to the house. "Welcome to Stonehaven." He exclaims, opening the door for me.
Inside, a man with long, dirty blond hair was standing, holding a pile of clothes for me. Looking at him, I knew exactly who he was. My father told me how the pack enforcer was the strongest member, the largest member, and the most loyal. This must be him.
"Clay, you may go." The enforcer, Clay, the wolf I met outside. Just my luck. Clay turns and leaves, going off somewhere. "I trust you, so I will turn my back to let you have some privacy." I bow my head in thanks, watching as he turned around. I could faintly pick up sounds of someone pacing outside.
Taking a deep breath, I force myself to change back, whining and whimpering from the pain. It had been weeks since I last changed, since I was human. Finally, it was done. I lay on the floor, panting, gasping for breath. Shakily, I manage to throw on the clothes that were given to me. When I try to stand though, I fall back to the ground. The Alpha turns and helps me stand up, only to gasp when he finally realizes that I'm a woman.
"Who bit you?" He asks, his voice no louder than a whisper. I shake my head, but he seems to take this as me not wanting to spill. "Who bit you?!" He shouts, rage filling his eyes.
Flinching from the loud yell, I finally force the words to come out. "I… I was born this way."
Calming down, the Alpha leads me to a sitting room, one that screams power. He sits me down on a dark leather couch, then proceeds to sit down in a chair across from me. "How old are you?"
"I'll be 21 in September."
"Why did you come here?"
My eyes tear up as I remember the day it happened, the day I lost my family. "When I was 16, and I turned, my father started bringing me here. He taught me the laws, the customs. A few weeks later, two mutts attacked. He was so focused on getting me here, that he never taught me to fight. He took them on alone, and told me to run. That's what I've been doing ever since." I wipe the salty tears from my face. "I don't know what happened to him." I whisper.
He looks down for a moment, deep in thought. "We can find out for you. However, I simply have no idea if what you say is the truth."
"I swear to you sir, that I am not lying. I swear on the McKinnon name and all of my ancestors that what I tell you is the truth." At the sound of my last name, he glances at me sharply.
"McKinnon? You wouldn't be Daniel McKinnon's daughter would you?"
I narrow my eyes at him, confused as to why he knows my family. "How do you know my father?" I force myself to speak normally, holding back the growl that so desperately wanted to be released.
With a small smile, the Alpha seems to almost relax. "Daniel was a good friend, a good pack member. He helped raise Clay many years ago." He goes to say something, only to realize that neither of us know the other's name. "Jeremy Danvers, North American Alpha." He states, holding his hand out as he stood from his seat.
I stand as well, taking his hand firmly, wanting to show him that I wasn't weak. "Kaia McKinnon, the protector of Vermont's forests."
Jeremy nods his head, his other hand coming up to grasp the hand I reached out to him. "Welcome to the Pack Kaia."