Chapter 1: First Encounter

After Maggie had brought those four witch boys - the "Sons of Ipswich" or whatever - to see Kyra at that creepy house, they returned early the next afternoon to "collect" her. She'd packed the few personal belongings she had, ready to go wherever these complete strangers were taking her. Oh, well. Wherever it was, she was sure it would be better than her living situation these past few years, or situations she should say. And at least the one guy, Caleb, seemed nice enough.

"She's all yours," Maggie told the boys before she and her witch bitches took off. Not too long after, Kyra and the boys took off as well, loading up in a huge black Hummer that belonged to the smart ass blonde-haired kid, of course. "Reid", she recalled was his name.

"So...does it hurt?" He randomly asked Kyra as he drove along. She was sitting in the passenger seat beside him with her knees tucked in, looking bored out the window in front of her. The other three guys insisted that she got shotgun, she figured as a way to try and be hospitable to her. But she didn't really wanna sit next to that Reid kid, for fear that if he got on her nerves bad enough she may actually lose control on him.

"Does what hurt?" She asked Reid, praying to God that he wasn't going to say some cheesy shit like "when you fell from heaven" or something along those lines.

"You know..." Reid continued. "When you turn into a wolf?" Kyra turned to look at him thinking, really?

"Transforming from one completely different form into another?" She told him, matter-of-factly. "Where my bones shift and my whole body has to contort itself in a way that was never meant to be? Yeah. Hurts just a little." Reid looked at her, a bit taken aback but also smiling once again at her with respect. She was a fiery one, that was for sure, and she definitely didn't put up with any bullshit.

"But then again..." Kyra continued. "I'm so used to it at this point that I practically don't even feel the pain at all anymore."

"How often does it happen?" Pogue asked her, curious. "Just during the full moon? Or can you turn into your wolf form at will?" Kyra shook her head.

"Nope," She told him. "I only turn completely during the full moon. At will, I can use some of my...'abilities', I guess I'll call them. But I try not to if I can help it."

"If you can help it?" Caleb inquired. Kyra sighed before speaking again.

"Sometimes I can't control myself," Kyra admitted. "If I get too angry or upset, the wolf side of me just...comes out."

"Oh...shit..." Reid replied, his eyes widened slightly.

"Yeah," Pogue spoke to him. "Good reminder not to piss her off, Reid." Kyra smiled, fully agreeing with Pogue's words.

"Noted," Reid said, seemingly heeding the warning. At least Kyra hoped as much.

They soon pulled up to a huge building, that of which had the architecture of what Kyra could only describe as a gigantic Catholic church. There were quite a few people there as well, standing around talking and unloading their cars. Reid pulled up to the front steps of the building, parking before turning the car off and hopping out.

"Here we are," He said as he and the rest of the boys got out. Kyra got out as well, staring up at the huge building in awe.

"Is this the school?" She asked them.

"The dorms," Caleb told her. "Maggie got you one of your own. You're technically supposed to have a roommate if you stay here, but..." He stopped then, implying what the end of his sentence was going to be. Kyra would need her own, just in case she accidentally forgets about the full moon one night and turns into a wolf while still in her dorm. He clearly couldn't say that out loud, though, with so many people standing around. But Kyra understood.

"Right," She told him, nodding. He smiled before turning to the others, who had brought Kyra's stuff out of the trunk for her and set it down on the sidewalk.

"I think I've got it from here, guys," Caleb told them. "I'll help her get settled and catch up with you later." They nodded.

"Alright," Tyler said. "We'll see ya later."

"Peace out," Reid said, getting back in his car. Pogue looked to both Caleb and Kyra.

"Bye guys," He told them. "Nice meeting you, Kyra."

"You too," She replied, giving him a small grin. He then turned on his heel and got back into the car, driving off with Tyler and Reid. Caleb and Kyra both watched them drive off before he turned back to her.

"Okay," He said. "Let's go on up." Kyra nodded as they both went to go grab her stuff. She really didn't have all that much, but she was still grateful for Caleb helping her. He grabbed a couple of her bags and began heading up the steps to the building, and Kyra grabbed her one duffel bag before turning to follow him.

But she stopped suddenly before going up the steps, feeling like someone was watching her. Out of pure intuition, she turned her head to the left, seeing that about ten feet away someone was, in fact, looking right at her. It was a boy around her and the guys' ages, young and extremely good looking. His hair was a medium-brown color and spiked upward in places, and he had gorgeous deep blue eyes. He seemed to be looking at her with interest. Kyra's eyes gave him a quick up and down before she turned back away to continue onward.

Come on, Kyra. She thought to herself, blushing slightly as she walked up the first few steps. Don't hop on the boy bandwagon already. You know that shit never ends well for you. She swore she could still feel "blue-eyes" looking at her as she walked up the steps and into the building, and though she was extremely tempted to look back at him, she fortunately fought the urge to do so. As soon as she was inside, she almost felt herself let out a sigh of relief. She saw Caleb standing ahead of her in the doorway of the stairwell, waiting patiently for her.

"You good?" He asked her as she approached.

"Yeah," Kyra replied, looking slightly over her shoulder before she turned back to him. "I'm good."

Kyra's dorm was on the third floor, number 303 to be exact. It had two beds and a small bathroom with only a toilet and sink, since the showers were apparently on the main floor and were to be shared by all of the residents. But that was fine. She was just happy that she had a somewhat nice place to stay now. Caleb helped her unpack in silence at first, but then finally decided to break it.

"So..." Caleb said, as she looked up at him. "How long have you been on your own like this for?"

"A while," She told him as she began to make the one bed up.

"Did something happen to your parents?" He inquired. Kyra looked at him for a moment before looking down, clearly hesitant about answering this. But after a moment, she finally decided to respond.

"I was...abandoned when I was born," She confessed to him as he stopped what he was doing to listen to her. "And...my adoptive parents kicked me out the second I turned into a wolf. I was fifteen when I first turned, so...it's been a couple years." Caleb looked at her with concern, now realizing why she always put up such a tough front.

"I'm sorry," He said to her, but she shook her head.

"It's whatever," She told him, trying her best to play it off as she turned around to continue unpacking more stuff. "Nothing anyone can do about it." Caleb looked at her in silence for a long moment, feeling a newfound sense of sympathy for her.

"Hey," Caleb spoke to her once more as she turned to look back at him. "If you need anything, like anything at all while you're here, just let me know. Okay?" Kyra gave him a smile. She could tell that Caleb was a good guy, a true gentleman.

"Thank you, Caleb," She replied as he smiled back at her warmly. After a moment, she then spoke up again. "Um...I actually think I've got this from here. You can take off and go catch up with your boys now if you want."

"You sure?" Caleb asked.

"Yeah," She nodded. "I don't have much more to unpack."

"Okay," He replied, turning slightly toward the door, but still looking at her. "If you're sure."

"I am," Kyra assured him. He gave her another smile before turning toward the door and opening it. Before walking out, he turned and spoke to Kyra one last time.

"Remember," He told her. "Anything you need. You've got all our numbers, just give us a call." Kyra nodded before he walked out, closing the door behind him. Right after he did, she went over and locked it, wanting to play it safe just in case. She then turned and laid back against the door, deep in thought. Now what? She thought to herself as she headed over to her one bed.

Just then, she heard what sounded like a loud whooshing noise just outside of her door. She shot her head back around to look at the door, involuntarily letting a low growl escape from her throat.

"Caleb?" She called out. But, of course, she got no response. She apprehensively began walking over to the door, feeling very uneasy. As she reached it, she carefully unlocked it and went to grab the doorknob. She slowly opened the door just a crack at first to peer into the hall. Not seeing anything, she then opened it all the way, looking around. But...no one was out there. At least not from what she could see. Out of what she could only chalk up as curiosity, she took a few steps out into the hallway to get a better look.

When she was a few steps out, she jumped when she heard her door suddenly slam shut behind her.

She immediately shot her head around, glaring at it with very wide eyes. Doors shutting by themselves...strange noises? It all reeked of one thing and one thing only: witchcraft. Reid better not have come back there to mess with her, or she'd really have to fuck him up. Why wouldn't he listen to Pogue's warning not to piss her off? Better yet, wasn't it common sense not piss off a werewolf in the first place?

Kyra then turned back around, jumping once more when she saw someone standing right there behind her. It was the blue-eyed boy from earlier...the one that had been looking her way.

"Woah!" He said when he saw her jump. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Kyra looked at him in awe, not sure what to think. Where the hell did he even come from? She thought. I swore I didn't see anyone else out here...

"You didn't..." Kyra replied, trying not to sound as shook up as she was. She looked back behind her at her door, then turned to look down the hallway.

"Are you okay?" The boy asked her in concern. She turned back to face him, waiting a moment before nodding.

"Yeah," She told him, trying to regain her composure. "I just...I think my one, uh...friend is trying to mess with me or something. But it-it's cool, I'm fine." She looked up at him, seeing those gorgeous blue eyes of his looking back at her intently. God, he was good looking.

"Doesn't sound like a very nice friend," He said, giving her a smile that she couldn't help smiling back at. "Are you new here?"

"That obvious?" Kyra asked after giving a sigh. The boy shrugged.

"Wild guess actually," He said. "I'm new here, too." Kyra looked at him in awe.

"Really?" She asked him.

"Yeah," He nodded. Kyra gave him a small smile, feeling happy that she wasn't the only new person there. Now she wouldn't stick out as much. That was the last thing she wanted, especially giving her circumstances.

"I'm Kyra," She heard herself say suddenly, immediately kicking herself for doing so. Really, Kyra? She thought to herself. Just blurting out your name to this guy already? Way to be awkward.

"Pretty name," He replied with a flirtatious smirk, almost making her blush. "I'm Chase." Kyra smiled at him once more.

"It's nice to meet you," She said. "I'm glad I'm not the only new one here."

"Same," He said, pausing for a moment before suddenly speaking up again. "Were you, uh...busy right now?"

"Not really," Kyra replied, shaking her head. "I've just got a little more unpacking to do, but other than that..." He looked at her for another moment, clearly hesitant about asking what he was about to ask.

"Would you...maybe wanna hang out?" He asked. Kyra wasn't sure how to respond at first. She'd only just met this guy, and hanging out with attractive guys she'd just met usually ended with her doing things with them that she would deeply regret later. God forbid she actually caught feelings for any of them as well, and her impulsivity would cost her any feelings in return. Guys were quick to lose respect for girls when they did stuff too soon, and Kyra found that she didn't want that to be the case with this Chase guy. Of course, if it were up to her she would've invited him into her dorm and done everything to him right then and there. But she couldn't, it wouldn't be right. She stood there in thought for a while, unsure of how to answer, and Chase noticed her hesitation.

"Sorry..." He said to her, shaking his head. "That was too upfront, wasn't it?"

"No," Kyra quickly replied. "Definitely not. Believe me, I've been offered way worse things upfront than that." Chase chuckled.

"That's not surprising," He replied. "Because, being totally upfront once again, you're very beautiful." That was enough to make Kyra finally blush, the skin under the freckles across her nose and cheeks turning slightly red. She hardly thought she looked beautiful at that time. Her hair was unkempt after all that had gone down those past two days, and she had very little makeup on, if any. She also wore nothing but a tight gray tank top, jeans that were ripped at the knees, and her usual black combat boots.

"I doubt I look beautiful right now," Kyra replied, looking up to meet her eyes with his. "But thank you." After a moment, she thought again about his offer to hang out, wondering if she should accept it or not. Fuck it, she eventually thought. You're not doing anything today anyway, Kyra. Might as well make at least one friend while you're stuck in this place.

"You know what?" She finally spoke up to him. "I think I do wanna hang out." Chase's eyes seemed to light up at that.

"Really?" He asked.

"Yeah," Kyra replied, nodding before gesturing back to her door. "Um...I do wanna get myself cleaned up a little bit first, if that's okay? I'm kind of gross and stuff from moving."

"Yeah, of course," Chase replied. "I'm right down the hall in 311. Just let me know when you're ready."

"Deal," Kyra replied before he gave her another smile and walked away. She then slipped back into her room, closing her door and leaning against it as she bit her bottom lip. A war was going on inside of her head, fighting to determine whether or not she'd made the right decision. It was kind of weird how he popped up right behind her out of nowhere, but it wasn't completely off-putting. After all, she'd been so focused on her freakin' door slamming and searching for the source of the strange whooshing sound that she probably just didn't hear him walk up behind her.

She thought she must have looked like a complete idiot, looking around in the hall all scared like that. Chase probably came up to her just to see if she was okay. He was clearly concerned, because who the fuck wouldn't have been? But that thought made Kyra return to her biggest question of all: why would he want to ask her to hang out? Seeing some weird girl in the hallway looking all discombobulated wasn't usually something that turned boys on, especially not the hot ones like Chase. The war in Kyra's head continued for another moment, but it soon became clear which side had one.

Fuck it, Kyra thought once more to herself before going into her bathroom and grabbing some supplies for the shower. She headed down to the main level where the showers were, praying that no one else was in there. Luckily, there wasn't.

Thank God, she thought as she stripped down and hopped into one of the showers. The hot water felt amazing as Kyra lathered herself up with probably a little too much body wash. It was her favorite one, though, vanilla scented. She always smelled amazing after she used it, and she definitely wanted to smell good when she hung out with Chase. She was determined to redeem herself after looking like an idiot earlier.

Just then, all of the lights in the room flickered before going out completely.

Kyra froze in place upon this happening, another low growl escaping her throat. She then slowly went and turned the knob to shut the water off, listening in closely for even the slightest noise. After a moment of hearing nothing, she then opened the glass door, grabbing her towel and wrapping it around herself, keeping her eyes peeled for anything/anyone.

"Hello?" She called out, sounding more annoyed than freaked out by that point. "Hello?" Taking a few steps forward, Kyra stood defiantly, unafraid and ready to take on whoever was messing with her. She could defend herself easily with her "wolf" abilities, though she was hoping it wouldn't come to that. The wolf side of her was never a pretty thing.

Just then, the exact same whooshing noise from before returned out of nowhere. This time it was directly in front of her, making her jump back slightly in surprise. The mist from the shower never seemed to dissipate either, which she also thought was weird. In fact, it seemed to all bunch together a few feet before her, adding to her complete and utter confusion.

That was enough.

Kyra then hastily grabbed her things and walked out, with only her small white towel covering her nakedness. She luckily didn't run into anyone on her way back up to her room, though. As soon as she reached her door, she hurried in and shut it behind her. She stood there for a moment with her hand on the doorknob, her eyes wide as she tried to grasp what the hell just went down. Again, the whole thing reeked of witchcraft, and again, she thought of Reid. A jolt of anger rushed through her veins at the thought of him using his powers to mess with her and spy on her in the shower. He was so fucking done if that was the case.

After a moment, Kyra then went over to her bedside table to check the time on her phone. It was nearly 5:30 already. What the fuck? Kyra thought, shocked that it was already that late. She had to hurry and get ready, lest have Chase think she was blowing him off.

She rushed into her bathroom and blew dry her long hair, which usually took a considerable amount of time. After it was dry, she used her curling iron to put a few loose curls on the ends and then tied part of it up into a flattering half-up half-down do. She put a light amount of makeup on and decorated her ears with rhinestone studs as opposed to her usual plain silver, with the exception of her industrial bar of course. She also put her rhinestone-studded nose-ring in before putting on a short silver necklace that had a crescent moon charm at the end of it. It was one of her favorite ones, and was also fitting for obvious reasons.

Once she was satisfied with her jewelry, she put on a matching grey laced bra and panty set, though she wasn't planning on having Chase see them just yet. She then got a semi-cute outfit together of a dark green long sleeved shirt with cold shoulders and a black flowy skirt that was just above knee-length. And of course the only shoes she currently owned: her black combats. She did wish she had cuter shoes to go with her outfit, but her boots worked...ish.

She looked at herself in the mirror, satisfied to a degree. Though her shirt did droop down her chest a bit more than she remembered, she still thought it was flattering and fit her top half nicely. Eat your heart out, Chase. She thought as she continued to examine her reflection. Or...something...

Feeling pretty good about herself, Kyra smiled as she went over to grab her phone and purse, ready to walk out the door. Whether or not this was a date was not made clear, but what was clear was that Chase was definitely interested in her. At least she was pretty sure he was. He did call her beautiful, after all.

When she went to open her room door, she stopped suddenly when she saw Chase standing right there.

"Oh, hey..." He said awkwardly. "I, um...was just about to knock. Were you ready?" Kyra looked at him for a moment, thinking it was almost too weird of a coincidence that he showed up just as she was about to walk out the door.

"Perfect timing actually," Kyra said, looking at him intently as she closed her door behind her. "I was just about to walk out to come get you."

"You were?" He asked, sounding genuinely surprised. "Oh, wow. That is perfect timing." She looked at him for a few seconds, unsure of what to think.

"Yup," She said before turning to lock her door. As she turned back around to face him, she caught sight of him eyeing her up and down.

"You look amazing," He said. Kyra gave him an up and down of her own in response.

"You're not lookin' too bad yourself," She said with a smirk. He of course returned the action with a smirk of his own that immediately turned Kyra on. She found herself wanting to pull him back into her room and turn their "hang out" session into a "crazy hot sex" session. But thankfully, she fought the urge to do so.

"Well, let's go," He said as they began walking down the hall together. Though she hardly knew him yet and thought it was odd that he'd popped up out of nowhere to her several times now, she found that this new prospect made her feel almost...happy.

Maybe Ipswich wasn't going to be so bad.