It was two and half weeks when I finally figured out how to change back into my normal human self, I decided to leave to find my birth family, so I can get some answers to why I had made this drastic change.

"What are you doing?" My mother asked me, she was white and so was my father. I always knew that my tan complexion was off, that I didn't belong, they were my family. She came into my room and seen me grabbing clothes and tossing into a backpack, I willing to bet the thought I was going to run away. Which is true in a way? I needed to keep my secret safe.

"I'm leaving." I answer, I went to the door and was blocked my mother.

"You can't leave." she states, "why are you leaving?"

"Because I'm done here, I need to find my biological family." I answer, pushing past the woman who raised me as her own for most of my life. I gritted my teeth as I fought not to get angry to avoid changing into my wolf self,

I pushed passed her, but she grabbed my arm and gasped.

"You're burning up!" mother exclaims worried.

I stared at her, "I'm fine." I left the house before mother could try to stop me. I started running toward the woods. Once I was in the safety of the woods, I took of my clothes; I learned that fabric and wolf doesn't go well together. I felt the tremors that ran along my body as I let loose the anger I felt toward myself for held for keeping this from my parents.

I threw my bag down as I changed again into my wolf form.

I picked up the bag in my mouth and swung it up, I then walked away. I heard a muffled scream behind me; I looked over my shoulder to see my mother looked at me in terror. A low whimper rose in my throat but I turned my back and ran.

I didn't know where I was going, but I stayed away from cities and towns. I hunted when I got hungry, having seen a program on TV about wolves, which I'm larger then those wolves. But the hunting was the same.

I found a shallow hollow sniffing at it, I squeezed inside and curled up and fell asleep.

The days went by and slowly I was losing myself to the wolf in me.

What's happening to me!?

I looked and thought I heard something, but there was nothing but I felt that I wasn't alone in my mind. I bent down and lapped up water from the stream I found, when I felt a surge of pure fear and anger. My fur bristled as I looked around. That's when I realized I could see something that wasn't there. Trees burred as something ran. Then I felt something snap into place, the missing piece. I reached out to whoever was speaking to me. I met with resistance at first. Its okay, I'll help you I thought as I trotted to where I put my bag.

The voice spoke again, how I know you're not a figment of my imagination?

I snarled mentally and felt him wince, If i was a figment of your imagination, why would I sound feminine? Stupid males. If my guess is correct, you got pissed at someone or thing and you turned into a wolf?

?

The voice was shocked, as I sent a mental picture of myself as a wolf. I wouldn't tell this wolf-boy where or who I was just yet. Because I kept moving avoiding everything.