Chapter 2
6 years later
Cammie's POV
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! My alarm clock went off and I threw my pillow at it making it come out of its plug and falling off of its shelf. I sigh and get into the shower.
My name is Camron Ann Morgan and I am the last white fox in the whole universe. When I was only nine years old I killed two full grown werewolves and the other werewolves killed my mother. She was also a white fox she was killed trying to protect me. Four werewolves tried protecting me but I couldn't let my father and my pack kill them so I ditched them the night my mother died.
My best friends are foxes and we always stick as a pack. We are all 15 now and are about to go into 8th grade. Their names are Macey McHenry, Rebecca Baxter (she likes being called Bex though), and Elizebeth Sutton (but she gets called Liz ). Today is the first day of 8th grade for us. Bex is a black and white half grown fox like Macey and Liz is a orange and white fox and of course I'm the pure white 97.8% white fox (because of the human thing). Our hair covers our ears but they look like highlights and our puffy tails are hidden under our skirts.
Jumping into my car I picked up Bex, Liz, and Macey and we drove off to school. When we got out everyone was staring at us. That's when Tina Walters ran up to us.
"So my sources tell me that there are four new hot guys in coming to our school this year ohmigosh! There they are!" She was almost drooling so we turned around to see and I could have sworn that right when I caught their sent that the hair on the back of my neck stood up and I had to force myself from growling out loud and force my ears to stay down.
Four boys walked onto the school grounds.
"I need to block my ears they won't stay down for long!" We ran into the woods next to the school. "Cover your ears!" I told them they obeyed this has only happened when the enemy werewolves were close by and that hasn't happened for six years.
I screeched into the air like there was not tomorrow and my ear came upand my tail came out from hiding under my skirt and is now standing up straight. My fox fangs which are medium sized and can cut through the slightest thing with barley a touch. I growled and my fox scenes kicked in. Macey, Bex, and Liz's fox things were out (tails, ears, and teeth).
"That werewolf sent! I haven't smelled it since I was nine." I whispered a little freaked out as my pack looked. But they were only worried about me because the werewolves are out to kill me.
I heard a twig crack and all my fox stuff went back into all but my fangs and my pack looked normal even their fangs were back but mine were still out so I closed my mouth and turned around.
But this time when I turned the four boys were staring at me and I could barley hold my fox instincts in.
Zach's POV
Today was the first day of school and we had stepped onto the school property when we smelled them. They're foxes on the school grounds and I knew they had caught our sent when one girl with honey brown hair ran into the woods with three other girls right behind her. Next thing I know there was that screech that only a pure white fox can make make.
Then I remembered the white fox girl from when we were nine. She had runaway from us without a trace. But she was here and she was one of the girls who ran into the woods. I looked at Grant, Jonas, and Dan and knew that they knew that a pure white fox was going to school with us and there was only one more in the universe.
We went into the woods and Grant stepped on a twig. I had seen something white go under her skirt and her mouth closed but her friends smiled toothy grins at us except the one with the honey brown hair. She just smiled with no teeth and waved.
When I saw her eyes I almost let my werewolf ears come out but didn't. Her eyes were crystal blue and only pure white foxes had those kind of eyes and I could see white on top of her haid under head and they looked like highlights but I wasn't dumb those were her ears.
That night six years ago she had told us her name it started with a C but I could barley remember her name. Then that night came back to me and before I could stop myself I spoke.
"Cammie?" yep that was the name that came out of my mouth and I saw her and her three friends tense like they weren't expecting that.
I saw Cammie look into my eyes to see what they looked like and then her face turned serious and she stepped back five steps getting farther from me.
"I told you it wasn't safe why can't you listen!" Cammie yelled going behind her friends and they stepped up knowing that we were werewolves and they growled at us. A nice mean growl telling us to back off.
"Cam's you know we don't want to hurt you! We proved it that night six years ago but then you disappeared!"Grant said stepping up and her three friends looked at Cammie who now stood in front of them
"You know them?" the one that looked like a super model asked Cammie and Cammie just nodded slowly
"I told them it wasn't safe. Their pack killed my mother she was like me! But I'm the last of them and you three should know that." I heard her growling and stepped back because you do not want to mess with a pure white fox when she's mad
"Our pack killed your mother! You killed my father and his brother!" I snapped back and realized what I said I guess none of her friends knew because they starred at her in disbelief.
"You killed two werewolves?" the British one asked Cam's looking shocked but Cammie looked just as shocked as them but at me
"She killed them by herself." Dan told them nodding his head and Cammie gives him a glare that could kill if it could
"Shut up," she snapped "We have to get back to school anyways." she tried walking around us but we blocked blocked her path. "Let me go." she growled and I could see the kill in her eyes but I held my ground
Cammie's POV
My fox instincts were kicking in and I swear I was going to kill these boys with my bare hands and I smiled they gasped when they saw my fangs.
I felt weird being around a bunch of werewolves since they've seen me transform before I just decided to transform and make a run for it. I turned into a half grown pure white fox. My tail has gotten even bushier and my claws got sharper.
Gasps filled the air from my friends and the werewolves. I shrugged it off and ran through the woods and I wasn't going to stop until I made it to the lake where I washed the blood of my pure white fur.
~Time passes~
Finally I ran at the speed of light and got to where it all started. Where I killed my first two full grown wolves. And I was only nine then... The blood and scratch marks were still there but the dead wolf bodies were gone.
Slowly I walked over to the lake and saw the blood stains still on the wood where I laid on the dock. I laid there remembering that sad sick night. The wind blew ruffling my white hair and I laid down and looked across the lake at the sun setting. Wow, time goes fast when you need to get away.