Chapter 2:

Fallon's P.O.V.

Only 3 days ago I was starting a new life, it was a brand new chapter a brand new page, I had cross the ocean, from Ireland to California, to escape from my past, to escape from my parents. I had live my whole life into the same house, to be exact, in the same room. My so called parents never wanted me to get out of this room, they said it was dangerous, that people would kill me if they saw me. So I passed the last 16 years of my existence in the fear of being discovered, I had never had a contact with any kind of human before I escaped, I don't even know what my parents look like, they kept me into that gray room day and night.

They taught me nothing, I learned by myself, and now you're wondering how the hell could I learn everything by myself.. Well, that's what I never understood too, all I know is that my brain as an exceptional intelligence, at the age of 6 I was able to understand the whole atomic system, I learned how to read and write by my own with the scrip of the ''Lion King'' movie, I can speak 5 different languages, English, French, Spanish, Irish and Italian and I can solve any equation without a calculator. I had always been like this, and that's why I wasn't aloud to see the real life, to see the world I was born in. To my parents I was some kind of miracle and they told me that people wouldn't see me like a miracle but like a monster, an extra-terrestrial, something that wasn't normal...

But then, comes the day when everything changed. I got that feeling, really deep inside me, that a real life was waiting for me somewhere in the world. That my parents were wrong, that people wouldn't thought of my like a danger. That somewhere I would find him.

I had made research on me during the time I was on the boat, what I was didn't have a name, so I decided to call that, a were-fox. You know the were-wolves? Well I was kind of a were-wolf but I wasn't, more like a fox. The were-wolves are stronger, but the were-fox are more intelligent and only females, they are cunning and their senses are 30 times sharper than an human. But what I was more afraid of is the part when love comes into the game. A were-fox only loves once in her whole life, she doesn't chose who she love, it comes naturally. And when this time comes, she need him to live, she would sacrifice herself for him in any circumstances, she loves him to death, literally. And if one day they would come to be separated, or he would not love her anymore, or show any kind of love to any other women, she would die instantly, no matter if she isn't there to see it or doesn't know it, she would feel it through her bones. She would loose all of her senses one by one, then she would be unable to think or move, plunged into the most horrifying feeling, she would remain lifeless for a week dying slowly carrying away with her, her endless love to finally quit the world into pain and sadness.

But the reason why it scared me so much was because of...

Stiles...

Stiles's P.O.V.

One week, one week it only took me to fall endlessly in love with this girl. Now you're thinking: well, that escalated quickly! But I can tell you that it wasn't any kind of crush, it was love like I've never felt, I once said that if Lydia died I would go out of my mind but I think that even after 7 days of knowing each other and laughing for hours, if Fallon would die, I wouldn't only go out of my mind I would do things that I can't simply imagine, I would not only commit suicide, I would simply die, my heart would literally break into infinite little pieces, only a hour without her made me worried sick.

Every day she came to my house we talked, laughed, screamed, tried to study, baked cookies, had a fight with cookie dough, fought for the last cookie, ran across the house, got caught by my father once he got back from work, watched a movie and every time she would fall asleep on the couch her head on my shoulder and I would watch her angelic face sleeping peacefully like a creep.. But every time I would offer her a ride home she would say she was fine and I would worry about her 'till the next morning when I would see her shinning smile from the end of the hallway and my heart would be finally relieved. You see I didn't wanted anything of her getting hurt, even a single hair cut in two would've drove me insane.

That's why I almost had an heart attack that morning when I saw a bruise covering the half of her left shoulder under the light fabric of her beige shirt.

"Hey stiles!" She smiled at me as if the bruise was nothing .

"Hi Fallon, what's that on your shoulder?" I asked getting worried by the minute, plenty of scenarios going through my mind.

"Oh uh, I, uh- missed the last step of the stairs and felt." She rambled on covering her shoulder with her hair. "Anyway what classes do we have today?" She nervously changed subject biting her lower lip.

"Math, Bio, English, Physic- is there something wrong Fallon,you know you can tell me anything." I insisted.

"I promise Stiles, there is nothing wro-" Her eyes widened slightly as her shoulders quivered. I followed her glare and saw Mrs. Morell who had just exited her office followed with some psycho student who has no friends. At first I didn't understand her reaction but as my eyes were looking back at Fallon to ask her once again what was wrong, I saw something. Something that wasn't normal. Something I needed to tell Scott, Derek and the rest of the pack. Something that was about that giant bruise and Mrs. Morell shooting daggers with her illuminated red eyes to Fallon. Something that was soon to change everything...