Chapter 2: CHAPTER 2

STAY AWAY FROM ME

Tiara

Probably the worst werewolf hater you'll ever meet. If you ask me why I'll smile it off since I don't have any concrete reason.

Aside from being born into the Beast killer family, (the silver hunters) nothing else is my reason. My kind hates the werewolf kind and so do I. I hate one thing about myself tho, why is it that more often I feel hurt whenever a werewolf is hurt by those of my kind?

My mom claims that I was born with special abilities as their helper because turns out I could detect a werewolf's presence from a distance. From their scent, I could alert my family members.

My mom named me Tiara, I find the name beautiful but often she says only she knows its meaning. It's not like I am not eager to know what my name means, it's just that every single parent wishes well for their children.

One thing I hate is being grounded often, having no appropriate time for training, and whenever challenged I always lose.

That's the only thing that throws me into a rage. 'Tiara, hey do you want to have some fun outside?' I heard the voice that speaks within me. It's more like an internal monologue and I don't like it.

Who talks to themselves often? It's more weird as it makes me do some weird things like frown or smile by myself.

'Just shut your tramp.' I snapped inwardly but she still answered. 'Yea call me Kiara, Shut your tramp Kiara would be a more appropriate dumbass.' F*k I am special as my mom says.

Special in the weirdest way ever. I mused at my stupid self and entered the family gym to at least workout. 'Trust me the forest would be more fun Tiara.' Came the voice and I snapped.

"Get the hell off of me Kiara or whatever you are you monster," I shouted holding my long black hair not realizing that Donald was right behind me. He had always been a friend up until he showed other instincts which didn't like.

"Are you talking to yourself, Tiara?" He asked and I mused. Of course, I must have looked so weird something I couldn't allow. I wanted to say it was him I was asking to leave but of course, that would never be the case.

I clearly said Kiara when his name was Donald.

"Ah-h I mean - no." I had no appropriate words to explain the situation so I could only laugh it off.

"Are you free to go out hunting? I'll take all the blame." He grinned and I chuckled. How was I to refuse such an offer? It would be my first time stepping foot in the forest something I like.

"Of course," I said heading upstairs to my room. I had to change into something else. ''Yay.' I had someone else rejoice within me but I was too happy to concentrate on that. All I wanted was s go have fun before I would be grounded for another week.

The forest was silent with a wonderful breeze sweeping across it. 'Tiara, Tiara, please let me out at least.' I heard the pleas and I smirked. 'Stay silent and don't interrupt my wonderful time.' I snapped angrily and everything went silent, I should take enough rest henceforth.

"See what I have here," Donald said moving closer towards me. My senses were alert because I could smell something else. It was foul, rotten meat? Dead meat? I had never smelt something so awful.

Anyways, what did I expect in a forest? Something had died within.

"Donald, I've heard enough so let's go back home," I said after looking at the clouds. Dark clouds were slowly taking over and it would be way worse facing my dad.

'Tiara, I can't believe you're this foolish. We're in danger.' I heard the usual talk with who knows whom and this time I couldn't just shoo it off. The smell was becoming so strong to assume and it was moving closer.

It's not like a corpse would be moving around.

"It's dangerous here Donald let's get going," I said alternating my eyes from side to side anticipating the worst.

Donald held my hand tightly as I went back home. I knew it would be the death of me especially when it came to my mom. She'd always been against the idea of me going outside.