Two hours earlier
This is the best rush ever. It makes me feel alive and gives me a high.
No I don't do drugs.
Well, it kinda is a drug.
It goes by the name of caffeine.
StarBucks.
I hop onto my longboard. (It's like a skateboard, but longer.) And skate of to my apartment.
"Cherry, I'm home!" I yell to my daughter, Cherie. That's her real name, but I call her Cherry. Or Cherry Pop.
"Luca! I missed you so much!" She screams and jumps into my arms. Yup, Luca is mah name.
"Honey, I was only gone for six hours." I tell her.
"Yea, I know dat," she pouts. "But I still have the right to miss you." She explains.
Now, let me explain.
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I'm an 18 year old with an adopted daughter. I live by myself, well not anymore. I've never met my family. Well, not that I remember anyways. I'm a werewolf, and so is Cherie. My wolf's name is Khalid and Cherie hasn't gotten her wolf yet.
My wolf is beautiful. She is pure white. Snow white. The whitest white you could possibly imagine. That's her. She also has purple eyes, like me. Khalid takes pride in her fur. So, don't mess it up or you'll have hell to pay.
Now, what I look like. I have purple eyes, duh, and snow white hair. Twinning much? Having snow white hair just makes it easier to dye it. Which I love doing. Right now it fades from lime green to teal. My hight I would say is probably 5'8", kind tall for a girl.
Ok, we need to get one thing straight. I'm Mexican. Even though I look noting like a Mexican person, I am. All I have is naturally darker skin. I had tests done to find out, and I am. I can also speak Spanish, and I usually do when I'm super duper duper pissed off. Warning.
Cherie is the complete opposite of me. She has steely grey eyes and beautiful burgundy hair. Not red, burgundy. Legit burgundy. And it's natural. As you can tell, we look noting alike. She's only four years old, turning five in two weeks. I have no idea how tall she is, only that she comes up to my mid-thigh area.
Ok, enough about description time, on with the show.
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"Let's go to the library, and then the lake, and then the park." She exclaims.
"I don't know Cherry Pop. It's going to get dark out soon..."
"Your a wolf! You should not fear anything." I guess she's right...
"I fear oblivion." I quote, smirking. I just used her favorite quote
from The Fault In Our Stars.
"Whatever," she mumbles. "but can we still go? I need to let my nervous energy out."
This kid, I swear.
"Fine. But only till the sun sets." I explain. She squeals with joy and runs out the door. I love her to death, but man can she be a handful sometimes.
We head out of the apartment and walk to the library. I work at the library. And at the dinner. And at the pet store sometimes. If you couldn't tell, we struggle for money. Today I had the day off at all if them though.
"Go pick out some books. Just be back here within thirty minutes." I tell her as she runs off into the isles of books.
"You seem to care for your sister a lot." A voice says behind me. A manly voice. Let's turn around, shall we. Now you say, "We shall." Very good.
He's a looker. Shaggy blond hair, blue eyes. Looks like your typical 'American boy next door' type of guy. I sniff the air, subtly, so he doesn't notice. Yup, he's a werewolf. Good thing I mask my scent all the time. If anyone found me, I would be dead. See, I'm a lone wolf. Or a rouge. But I like lone wolf better.
"Yea, she's all I have left." I tell him. Wow, deep Luca, deep.
"Hi, I'm Daniel." He hold out his hand to shake.
"Hello Daniel, I'm Lu-Lucy." And shake his hand. Let's not tell him my real name yet. He looks slightly confused, nothing he can't handle though.
"Are you from around here? I know everyone." I ask him. That's kinda true.
"Well, my parents are. Me and my pack, pack of friends and family," he fixes hastily, "Are moving back in town."
That's why I've never heard of any packs. They haven't been here for a while.
"This exact neighborhood?" I ask.
"Um, yea. Kinda. Well, I'm not moving in. I live with a different friend. I'm just helping them get settled. But yea, in this exact town." Oh, so he's from a different pack.
"Where are you from?" I ask.
"Texas. You?" He asked.
"Oh, I'm originally from California. I moved to Illinois two years ago." I explain.
"That's cool... cool..." his eyes glaze over and I know he's communicating through the pack link.
"Sorry, I spaced out. I have to go. Nice getting to know you. Bye Lucy." He hurries away.
"Okay, Bye...?" I say, more of a question since he rushed out so quickly. Oh well.
"Luca, there are no new books. Let's skip the lake and go to the park!" And with that, she flies out of the library. That girl will die someday.
"C'mon slowpoke." She whispers as she sneaks her head back through the doors.
"Coming." I say. I run past the doors, scoop her up in my arms, and sprint towards the park. We get there in two minutes since, Ya know, werewolf speed.
I sit on a bench and watch Cherry go join the other kids. I see it, not hear it. Then I do hear it. A slap. The slap of a little hand against skin. Cherie's skin. A damn kid just damn slapped my little Cherry Pops face. Oh Hell to the no!
I run over to the sides where the kids are yelling and teasing Cherry. I stand in front of her, blocking her from their ridiculing stares.
"¿Quién diablos se cree que los niños son? Ella es mi hermana, como Mierda te puedo asegurar que como él, no dejar que te ridiculizan más. PUES NO. Nada. Hecho. Que tonto evaluar mejor ir a buscar otro chico para hacer bromas. Y aún mejor. Sólo las burlas a nadie. Período"
«Translation»
" Who the hell do you little kids think you are? She is my Fucking daughter as I sure as he'll won't put up with you ridiculing her anymore. NOPE. Nothing. Done. You dumb asses better go find another kid to tease. Better yet. Just stop teasing anyone. Period."
To say they were scared was an understatement. They ran away like the devil himself was chasing them. Good.
I must've been so caught up in yelling at the little boogers that I didn't notice the damn bastardo take Cherie until I heard her scream. And let me tell you, she can scream like a banshee.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Heeeeeelp! Luuuuuuucaaaa!" And with super werewolf hearing, not pleasant. Not pleasant at all.
"Nadie, y digo nadie. Ni siquiera dios puede tomar mi hermana lejos de mí. Mejor que te alta cola, ¡o que reciba su patean y entregado a usted en bandeja de plata." I scream at the kidnappers.
Werewolves. Damn all of them to the deepest pit in hell. Oh, and look. There's Daniel. And another guy, and. God damn. We have a winner of the hottest man alive contest. Standing in front of me. Tall, perfectly messy carmel hair, sparking green eyes. He is sex on a stick I tell you. And he smelles amazing. God be damned if he isn't my mate, which he is. Let's pretend I'm human.
"No. Go to mate. Love him. Ah!"
I hear Khalid cry out in my mind. I'm gonna choose to ignore her.
"What did she say?" Oooh, his vice sends shivers down my back.
"She said," And the guy who wasn't Daniel or my mate said, "No one, and I mean no one. Not even GOD himself can take my daughter away from me. You'd better high tail it outta here or you will get your asses beat and handed to you on a silver platter." He said it in a high pitched squeaky voice.
"Dude, you did not sound like a girl." I say, walking towards them and shaking my head.
"Yes, yes I did."
"No." Said his friends.
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
As this was going on, I was slowly inching my way towards them.
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
Cherie saw me and I put my finger to my lips, motioning for her to be quiet. She saw and slightly nodded her head.
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Ye-uungh."
"What.. Wait, when did you get over here?" Daniel asks.
"Idiots." I mutter under my breath as I knee him in the place where the sun don't shine. He drops to the ground, joining his friend, and clutching his you-know-what and groaning all the profanities in the English dictionary.
"You'd better let my daughter go right now big boy, or else. You know what, I don't even want to think of what else might happen if you don't let her go." I warn him. "Oh, and if you don't, you will be castrated. That's not a threat, it's a promise. It would be such a shame too, because you really are gorgeous." I say with a wink.
He stares at me. Doesn't come at me or nothin, just stares. Now's my chance. I sprint towards him, jump up, grab Cherie off his shoulders, put her on me piggy back style, and get the hell outta there.
As I'm leaving I call,
" Usted evaluar mejor su juego cuando te veo. Daniel, hola de nuevo. Idiota, tenía un buen trabajo arte sabiendo cómo tomar Español. Idiota dos, TAMBIÉN CONOCIDO COMO mate, hasta la próxima vez. Adiós muchachos." And with that I take off, hearing their feet pounding behind me.
«Translation»
"You asses better bring your a game when I see you next time. Daniel, hello again. Idiot one, good job art knowing how to speak Spanish. Idiot two, AKA mate, until next time. Bye boys."