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The moon loomed overhead of me, forming into a full moon. A small percentage of the people I know believe that when a full moon comes out, the wolf will be awakened inside the ones bitten soul.

But that is surely not how our kind is; we're much more humble and controlling than that. We can control our thoughts and protect our pack.

We're not harsh creatures like in the books and movies you may read or watch. Those monsters are uncontrollable beasts and rip their loved ones to shreds.

They are the normal werewolves, but you may have heard of hi-breed vampires that are half human and half vampire, well we're hi-breed werewolves.

Soul enemies of the vampires and the bird people that evolved from birds. We never face the other werewolves known as lycans; they live in hidden pyramids in Egypt. Us hi-breeds took over them and banished them because they could not control themselves during a full moon and killed innocent humans. Then the next the police thought a huge new species had murdered them.

The normal werewolves really were nice kids but just couldn't control themselves. Anyways I then lost my best friend Charity Todd who was also was banished. We were the best of friends and knew everything about each other, only I could control her self control, we kind of clicked like that.

After she left, I kind of grew a much more darker aura missing her deeply. I used to be a fun guy and hung out with the pack, until she left me. Every day I wonder if she is still alive out there waiting for me to find her.

I wish I could but I have to follow the packs leader, Locke. I don't have any hatred for the guy I mean we're like brothers and I would hate to see any of my brother’s die. I just wish he didn't have to banish the lycans we were all really good friends with, but when Vladimir forget to take his pill to help him not go full wolf, he attacked the innocent and Vlad is like a huge stalking werewolf so none of us could stop him. He killed 10 innocent humans that night. Vlad is the biggest threat the lycans pack has to offer him being the leader and all.

Vlad wears all black and has dark black hair; all of the lycans have dark brown eyes. It's just everyday life for the lycans.

Our pack is not as dangerous as the lycans, as you can tell but we can take a fight. We can change into a werewolf whenever we want and take charge of ourselves. We're actually pretty big wolfs, way bigger than all of the other “real” wolves out there.

Our pack is also pretty big as well, consisting of eight teenage wolfs and one elder wolf named Ohmar. Ohmar has given up his werewolf powers and has grown very old, one day he was a teenager but the next day when he gave his powers up he grew into an 83 year old man who was well ready to die.

Ohmar gets around on a wheelchair too weak to walk anymore; he has kept his sanity though which has surprised the pack. Usually when you give up your powers your ready to die. And I think ever since his wife Cecily died, he was ready to leave the pack and die.

It's been three months ever since he gave up his powers, so one of the pack is always by his side. Today it's my turn to watch him, right now he was resting. He has short grayish blackish hair and many wrinkles and an after shave around his chin. He fell asleep with a tomato and lettuce and cheese sandwich in his hand and a pair of headphones in his ears. There was a stack of books mostly by Shakespeare from Romeo and Juliet to Hamlet. That's what he's been doing for the last couple days reading, eating, and sleeping. His wheelchair was beside his bed, it was my job to make sure nothing goes wrong while he's sleeping.

This was a pretty boring afternoon until Alexandra Mays, Locke's sister walked in. She has long wavy black hair and a pair of white sunglasses on that was on her forehead. She was pretty tanned and was carrying a coffee cup. She wore a button up red velvet shirt and a pair of jeans.

We usually call her Alex for short. Her and I have a bunch of stuff in common; both of our dear ones were banished. Alex was best friends with another lycan named Allison. Allison had a mate named Trevor; the two of them were African American lycans.

They hung out with Alex a lot; they were like Alex's only two companions besides Aila the only other girl in the pack. But she has a mate named Donny and Alex cannot stand Donny's guts.

They are mortal enemies; Locke tries not to put them together while we're guarding our town from Vampires and the Bird People. Though they are so good together when fighting a vampire or such. Alex and Donny have like twin telepathy and know when the other is going to hit and then helps make things real faster.

Though they just can't get along which is kind of a problem for the pack having to listen to them constantly arguing. I feel bad for Locke because he always has to work things out for them.

That is why I never ever want to be the pack leader, so I hope Locke never dies. Because I'm older than my brother Vincent and would surely be the next leader.

“Hey Vance, you still looking after old Ohmar?” Alex asked as she took a seat next to me.

“Yeah, I'm kind of jealous of the dude he gets to lay in bed all day. It's so not fair!” I kidded.

Alex giggled, “Well at least you don't have to die. I'm going to miss Ohmar he used to be an awesome member of the pack.” Alex whispered, and I could feel things getting tense. I truly felt bad for her she has gone through so much losing Allison and Trevor. And now Ohmar it was really unfair.

“I'm so sorry Alex, I didn't understand really till' now but you know we all love you and would die to take care of you. But we still have to live on, perhaps Allison and Trevor will come back someday in the near future. This is our temporary home so we've got to fight our hardest.” I tried to cheer her up.

It didn't look like I helped that I helped that much she had tears in the corners of her lime green colored eyes. I reached out and grabbed her and gave her a hug. She needed it and I think I did too; she was so much like a little sister. That always needs protection; Locke has been trying but doesn't seem to understand what she needs. She needs a friend and that's something that may be impossible.

We hugged it out and then it was Vincent's turn to watch over Ohmar. Alex stayed in there with Vincent and nestled her head on his shoulder as they watched over the old man in silence.

I was planning to see how the boys were doing down at the packs car wash business called, “The Wolf's Car Wash” This is something the pack loves to do, and hang out at. Right now Locke, Tak, Donny, Jack and Aila were at. Today's a busy day for the pack, cars are streaming in. Locke was collecting people's money; Tak was driving the car through the wash since we haven't got one of those machines that roll the car through the wash yet. All of the others were either scraping the gunk that slide of the car down the drainage or drying the car off. Placing special car cleaning stuff on it. Only three members of the pack get off work at a time. Right now Tak is in my position, we usually just switch out.

A customer was busy talking away on her smart phone while her expensive 500,000 dollar Porsche Carrera GT2 was being driven by Tak. And I personally think Tak is having a fun time with this. And I bet he was just dyeing to this baby on the road and check out the speed of 205 miles per hour. But now he gets to enjoy the leather seats.

Locke was busy talking to an old friend from middle school he hadn't seen in years. I guess I wasn't needed here though. I went inside the building and there are windows where you can see your car going through the wash. I saw Tak staring at the stereo and inspecting the automatic cup holders.

I purchased a Sun Drop at the coke machine and chugged it down and went to help clean the Porsche. Aila and Donny were putting cleaning supplies on it, and when they finished I dried it off and washed the tires, I was wearing khaki shorts and a tee-shirt. My curly long hair had tint of soap in it. We three joked around I dumped a bucket of water on Donny, just because it looked like he a bath.

He put his finger over the hose and sprayed me down just because I looked like a dirty doggie. Aila got into the fight and threw a sponge at Donny's face. Donny's face grew red and all three of us laughed. We were having a good time until the rich lady made us stop fooling around and wash her car.

We did just that and as she examined her car she smiled and paid us a tip. She was probably not coming back, ah what a bummer; I used sarcasm in my head.

Locke made me leave the wash and stop “trying” to help; he knew I was just so bored. Tomorrow I'll go to school, unless I decide to ditch it and then leave to head to work in my truck. Vincent may decide to take a ride with me to the art club. Vincent is my artist prodigy little brother, he gets off of work the most to go to art showings to show off and sell his masterpieces.

He may not get much money from work but he surely gets loads of money for his art pieces. His last piece sold for like 10,000 dollars, it was a portrait of a wolf with all of the detail and everything, that wolf that he drew was me. He made me pose in the woods so he could get every last detail of my fur and facial pictures. Vincent usually draws wolfs to sell but in his bedroom he has every single member of the pack drawn in such detail, he is now working on an updated picture of Ohmar.

Vincent and me are brothers, sons of Elisha and Melissa Drake but in school the whole packs last name is Wolfe. We're all siblings at school, but if you think of it technically Locke and Alex Mays, Tak, Jack, and Donny Walter, Aila Hali, and Ohmar Bloom.

But we all live in Wolfe Mansion on top of the hill in the middle of two other empty mansions. Nobody else in this town could afford them. But we each have our own room in the middle mansion so we decided it would be better for all of the family to live in this one building.

And plus humans would be concerned how we can afford three mansions, so all eight of us live and enjoy it in this mansion. I transformed into wolf form and ran to the mansion and up the hill. Once I made it to the garage I transformed back. And you may be wondering if I'm naked but that's the thing with hi-breed werewolves the clothes is under the fur, I still don't know why it doesn't tear to pieces but it doesn't and I'm a wide wolf.

I ran up the stairs from the garage to the kitchen, and saw my mom was baking spaghetti and meat balls. Melissa, my mom is like the mother to all of us, she and dad are basically in the pack too but never go on the vampire or bird people watches they stay at home while we're out of the house all the time. Mom is a doctor and my dad is a lawyer. We're quite a happy family too, we have a huge family room where we all can just hang out and discuss life.

I worked on an essay about Black History Month, while the rest of the pack got home. When I finished that I carelessly strummed on my guitar, my favorite song to play on there was a tie between Sweet Home Alabama and a song I wrote called “Wake up and Live” I sang the lyrics flawlessly hitting every tune, and got everything right on the guitar.

Mom and Dad don't want me to sing in public because a producer could find me and make me famous, and nobody would forget the kid with the perfect voice. And then they'll notice the fact I don't age and figure out something is weird. And then the FBI or some kind of secret organization will hunt me and my family down and our secret will be out. The council of the mythical creatures will be furious and probably make the human race extinct. So all that because I sang in public.

Before real late I heard the pack howl their home coming howl. It was time to go on guard; well that's what I thought until Vincent rushed in.

“Somebody is moving into the mansion next door!” Vincent screamed. I got alert, who could buy that mansion? It's like two million or plus dollars! I followed Vincent down the steps and rushed out of the house. The moving truck hadn't got there yet, but something was wrong with this scenario.

Alex ran out to grab Locke's arm she was nervous. Alex had a power that she knew when something big was going to happen. This was one of her sensations. Aila and Donny had not made it home yet.

Two sets of paws came into perspective, and two black wolves strutted up. Aila was the first one to transform. She was out of breath; they must have been running for a long time. Donny transformed next, and as the moving truck pulled up into the mansion to their right, the pack knew what was going on they could smell it.

Aila breathed out, “They are vampires....”