Love Of A Wolf

Chapter One. --Friend request--

"Are we doing anything today?" I asked as I walked into the living room.

"Not really", Dexter answered. My younger brother lay sprawled on the couch. He had looked up when I walked in and he now threw his arm back over his eyes.

I sighed, feeling bored. I decided to take a shower then get on Facebook. As I got out of the bathroom I rubbed my hair with my towel, then brushed it out And pulled it into a braid. I sat down at my desktop and logged on.

I first checked my friend requests and saw I had a new one.

"Blade Jones", I said, trying to remember if I knew him. I clicked on his picture and immediately saw it.

Blade was a werewolf.

Like us.

"Shit", I said. We don't see a lot of our kind anymore. Ever sense my parents died and left the pack to me, I haven't seen any at all except for my twin siblings, Dexter and Ashley.

I immediately excepted, and messaged him.

Hi, I'm Serenity I said. The response came almost instantly.

Hey Serenity, I'm Blade, He responded.

I decided to play dumb.

Do I know you? I asked innocently.

I would have thought you had better sense when it came to your own kind, Luna. But then you are only nineteen. I could almost here him snickering.

I flinched. How did He know about my pack? No one did.

Who are you? I asked.

Who me? He asked. Oh I'm just a lone wolf who knows to much for his own good.

I laughed despite the uneasy feeling in my gut. How did this person know about my pack? I've never seen him before. I tried to remember if the name Blade Jones had ever popped up in my parents conversations. I couldn't remember anything.

How do you know about us? I asked.

I know a lot of things, young Luna. I began to bristle. This son of a bitch was treating me like I was no more than a child!

I better get some answers and soon! I consider you a threat to my pack, given what you know, unless you prove me otherwise! My temper was up now.

Calm Down. I'm no threat to you or your pack, Luna. I apologize. I forget I am dealing with a Luna, despite your young age. He said.

Yeah and how old are you anyway? I asked, still a little irritated.

I am twenty nine, he responded.

Twenty nine. Ten years older than me.

Why have you made contact with me, Blade? I asked him.

I'm tired of being the lone wolf, he responded.

Great. Random werewolf pops up out of no where, won't tell me how he found us, And now wants to join the pack. Just great.

Where are you?, I asked.

I live in the red house at end of your street. I've never been very far, he responded.

Never been very far? Who the hell is this guy?!

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