Chapter 2
On that night, I was out on patrol by myself, being of male age to patrol alone. Really quick, yes I am a female but I was raised like the other male wolves but my grandparents were, and still are, the only ones who treated me like their granddaughter so I am kind, sweet, loving, but rough, strong, and an amazing fighter, fighting with both my strength, brain, and heart. Anyways, I was out patrolling when I suddenly heard this ear piercing shriek coming from a dark alleyway. I quickly sprinted as I smelled the familiar scent of blood and the sound of something drinking that blood, knowing it was a vampire. When I turned the corner, the girl was already out cold as the vampire continued to try and suck her clean. I sprinted up to the two of them and flipped the vampire off of the young girl, but it was already to late as she was gone... sort of... she was floating above her corpse. She was turned into a poltergeist because she had unfinished business in the mortal world and decided that she would haunt us until she had that figured out.

Now that we had that taken care of, sort of, there was still a rogue vampire that needed to be taken care of. I shifted into my wolf with sleek storm gray fur coat easily, bared our teeth and our claws extended as I allowed a part of her to take control and turned around to face the vampire I had just easily, although momentarily, taken care of and started towards her slowly and cautiously with the fur on our nape standing on end and our hackles raised. We took our time, making sure every movement we made was perfect and precise. She groaned and arose from the ground carefully and elegantly. She looked up at me with her piercingly bright red eyes with a bloody grin. I could see the hunger still swelling around inside her as she stared me down, but there was something familiar about her and I couldn't quite put my paw on it. We circled each other for a while as Lydia watched the show. Finally we lounged for each other swiping and clawing at each other as we danced our deadly dance. We pull away to take a breath momentarily and that's when I realized where I'd seen her before.

As soon as I knew realization spread over me, I paused and I guess that my facial expression changed in that moment, as much as it could, because the vampire hesitated momentarily but shrugged it off easily and continued as she dove for me I simply avoided her swipes not trying to land one myself until I recognized that she doesn't know who I actually am. I quickly decided and allowed my wolf to get in a few good blows and shove her away from us, far enough for me to take complete control and shift back. Once I returned to my human form, I turned to look at her with just enough time to see that I needed to duck and move out of the way of her blow. She span to turn and swing at me and I yell at her to stop and look at me, I yelled her name which made her hesitate again which gave me just enough time to tell her that I was and still is her best friend, that I wasn't going to fight her. Immediately she froze in place. I told her I wouldn't fight back, so if she wanted to kill me so be it but I won't fight back, just that I would be the last "human" that she killed.

I fell to the ground fully prepared for her to kill me, with my neck exposed and eyes closed expecting the bite that was sure was to follow. She slowly, well for a vampire, and gracefully walked over to me and knelt down with her head over my neck. I braced myself, ready to die at the hands of my greatest friend. I closed my eyes tighter as her fingers danced over the skin of my nape and I heard her take in a deep breath and smelled my displayed neck, whether that was my blood or just my scent she still refuses to tell me to this day, and that was it.

She looked up at me, smiled, and shoved me to the ground as she hugged me. I was in shock, I didn't know what was going on. She sat up, lurched me upwards, and looked into my eyes and said I remember you. She had thought that I was a human back then and thought that's just how warm blooded humans were compared to her coldness and didn't believe me at first until she smelled me, up close, because she had engraved my scent into her mind in case we ever met up again somehow. While all this time, I had thought that she was the human because of how cold to the touch she is and that was just how cold every human felt compared to my hot blood.

Victoria and I have been together for five decades now. I am usually with Ms. Song in her castle of a home, roaming about with, or sometimes without, her. We are usually found together though, her loyal "puppy," as she calls me, by her side never wavering. Sure we fight sometimes although it never sticks. We like to tease each other and call each other names that we hate such as I will call her princess or highness and she will call me a werewolf.

Anyways, Ms. Song and I were sitting and dining together as we usually did, when I suddenly stopped speaking, immediately as Ms. Song started to question what the matter was when she too heard what I had heard with my keen set of ears. Ethan burst through the doors of the grand hall questioning why I was there and eating with her as he rarely ever came around, but he got really angry when I was "too close" to her because on the negative side of things, Ethan, like I said before, is very favored by the council and is, unfortunately for my Victoria and me, is Ms. Song's fiancé.