Love Never Dies

chapter one: home sweet home

Sunday Afternoon, 5:34 PM, The New House

I didn't want to leave.
I finally started to feel at home back in Texas, but I cant blame my dad for wanting to move to North Carolina for a job. I didn't know what to expect, I didn't even know what school I was going to be going to. The whole drive to our new house was awful. Everywhere you looked, there was either a Dollar General store or some sort of Barbecue Place.

I hated it already.

But I wasn't too upset, there was a Tarlheel Q down the road from me.

We finally pull up to our house, it being the smallest brick house on our street.

"Home Sweet Home" Dad says, taking the keys out of the car.

"How long are we gonna be here? I already can't stand this" I say, running my hands through my hair, looking through the car window at the front porch, covered in leaves and vine. "I've done told you a million times, until this job screws me over, this is our home. Don't worry about anything, I won't let anyone here hurt you. I enrolled you back in school.

School? Already?

"What school?" He looks at me through the rear view mirror. His scar still looks terrible from the night he got struck by another wolf in our pack, after a heated argument. That's what our pack would call your "Protect mark". It's believed that once you receive it, you're officially a Alpha. Trust me, he's been more protective ever since.

"Tyro Middle, It's down the road from here so you should be fine. The bus won't start picking you up until next week, so i'll be taking you until then. Let's go get your room situated"

After 3 hours of unpacking

Finally, i'm so close to being done with unpacking. I had only 2 more boxes to go, but i decided to stop there. All that was in there were track trophies and naked women beer posters that my uncle gave me when i was 8, claiming that i'd "enjoy them when the right moment strikes". I throw them in my closet, slamming the door as i flop down on my bed.

Memories flooded my mind as i think of home back in Texas. The travels through the woods, talking to girls at school, running around with my friends. Especially the pack. Separating from them was the hardest thing me and my dad ever had to do. We knew what the consequences were for abandonment, but my dad insisted that it was better for the both of us. He didn't want me to end up like my mother, who was killed by hunters when i was only 3 years old.

I'm not worried about the kids at school. I don't need friends, all i need is my pack and i can't even have that. I just hope they don't find me weird, not that i'd care anyways.