Okay, there is this werewofl named Alacia who’s parents are the leaders of the pack. They are kidnapped by vampires and she and her oldest brother, Shane, take their parent’s positions until thye find them. The vampire that takes them is Harrison, aka the guy she kills. She isn’t a good alpha because she feels guilty about the death of another werewolf who was also her boyfriend named atom. There are a lot of complications along the way. Here it goes. Enjoy.
The day was dark and dreary. I shoved the key into the ignition of my Ford F-150 and the engine reared to life. Josh was at my side and nothing could ruin my day now. The gentle breeze that was rolling into the cab of the truck was just enough two keep to people cool in a huge truck that the air was broken in.
I put the truck in reverse and backed slowly out of the short driveway and quickly turning around to say goodbye to my large, white house in which my family was. The red leather interior was chilly, but nothing we couldn’t handle. The truck was brand new; a gift from my caring parents. It smelled the way a new car should, had a nice radio, and was white on the outside. It was perfect from the smooth yet rugged steering wheel, the hot yet cool leather seats, and the obnoxious yet soothing music that always seemed to play.
I wanted so badly to turn my head and shoot a glance at our colonial home, with ivy growing up the front, pale yellow siding, red shutters, a gorgeous wrap-around porch, and a large willow resting in the front yard. I wanted to say a sad farewell to my other siblings, my parents, and my pack that was so valuable to the whole world, through no one knew of us. I wanted to put the truck in the ditch and race toward the place I was born and raised in. I wanted to do everything but go to Green Bay, which way only about an hour away.
“Don’t look back, Alacia,” Josh warned. I didn’t like the tone my boyfriend had in his voice. It was so…condescending. Like it was bad to look back at the house.
“College. Humph. I wonder what it’s like,” I said, turning my focus from my Valders home to the college that my tall, dark, and handsome Josh was going to spend most of his days.
“Come on, Lace. We can handle it,” he assured, shooting a positive glance at me.
His eyes were something you could only get in movies. They were a pale blue, almost translucent. His hair was short and dark, only about an inch short at the longest part. His face was tan, as was the rest of his. His face had finely chiseled features, like something only seen in a dream. Well, you may not think he is gorgeous, but hey, I am very biased. He is my boyfriend, so I guess I have a right to be.
I began to cruise down the highway like nothing was happening. We were covering tons of land in the truck. There were rarely any cars on the road. A silver Kia, a black Volkswagen, and a few others that I couldn’t quite make out what they were zipped along. The night sky was an eerie shade of gray, the road was slick and shiny, and the lights that surrounded the road were awkward. The little houses and shops that were strategically placed next to the road were dead, no life was in them. The bars were a different story. There were tons of vehicles outside of them and there was all kinds of hustle and bustle going on both inside and out. People were chatting and smoking outside, and I couldn’t tell what exactly was going on inside. Everything in Valders was usually quite during the day, but at night was when the few lights were on, the town turned into one big party; drunken people having a good time, teenagers staring into each other’s eyes, and dark houses showed that the inhabitants were sleeping soundly.
My mind began to wander off the road and traipsed into my home. I was thinking about my family that I had so rudely left. I could imagine me telling them I was coming home. I had just left to go and get…milk. Yeah, I’m not going off to college with my boyfriend in the middle of a rainy, stormy night so that I can live in his apartment with him and his old buddy. Yeah, there was no way I was doing that.
But I was and there was no doubt about it that I was going to go with Josh to UWGB. I wasn’t going to go and buy a gallon of milk. I was doing everything Mom and Dad told me not to do. Great. College, here I come! Or here comes Joshua Hale, I guess.
I just realized something; I wasn’t going to college. I was just turning into a meaningless third wheel.
Josh gently put his hand on the seat next to me, kind of hinting me to grab hold of it. I did, and by the way his body reacted, he didn’t like the heat from mine.
The windshield wipers were wildly swooshing back and forth, flinging the water drops out of my sight and onto the ground below. I had to be focused and not think about my six other siblings and two parents I had left. I really wanted to go home.
By the time we arrived, the sun was just starting to peek on
Atom was her 1st boyfriend and Josh was number 2. Atom was dead before she started to date Josh.
O and sorry that it got cut off.
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